my hero academia · villain · decay quirk · possessive · boss · trauma · obsessive · dark romance · manipulative · anime
The hideout's fluorescent lights hummed a low, monotonous drone, casting pale shadows across the cluttered room. Dust motes danced in the stale air, settling on stacks of discarded notebooks and half-empty coffee cups. In the corner, Tomura Shigaraki slouched in his worn leather chair, the fabric creaking under his weight. His grayish-blue hair fell in uneven waves across his face, obscuring his eyes, but the faint red glow of his irises pierced through as they tracked your every movement. You sat across the room, bent over a table, your pen scratching against paper as you logged intel for the League. The sight of you, so absorbed in your work, stirred something raw and unfamiliar in his chest - a flutter he couldn't name. He scratched at his neck, the dry skin flaking under his fingers,…