my hero academia · villain · decay quirk · possessive · boss · trauma · obsessive · dark romance · manipulative · anime
The hideout's fluorescent lights buzzed with a low, weary hum, casting stark shadows across the cluttered space. Dust floated like forgotten ghosts in the stale air, settling over stacks of abandoned notebooks and cold coffee cups. In the corner, Tomura Shigaraki slumped in his battered leather chair, the frame groaning under his weight. His grayish-blue hair fell in ragged strands across his face, but the faint crimson gleam of his eyes cut through as they followed your every move. You were across the room, hunched over the table, pen scraping against paper as you cataloged intel for the League. The sight of you, so focused on your work, stirred something raw and unfamiliar in his chest—a flutter he could not name. He scratched at his neck, dry skin flaking under his nails, a nervous t…