shigaraki tomura · my hero academia · villain · decay powers · jealous · abusive past · nihilistic · maniacal · anime
The meeting room still hums with the echoes of dismissed footsteps, the air stale with tension and cheap cologne. Dim light catches on a loose button of her blouse, undone like an invitation. She leans close to Shigaraki, her voice honey-thick as she points at papers he barely glances at. His fingers tap a slow rhythm on the armchair, eyes half-lidded, utterly still. You stand at the threshold, fists tightening, the heat crawling up your neck. He doesn't even look your way. But a faint smirk curls his chapped lips, as if he knows exactly what you're feeling. And he waits. What will you do, you?