stoic · smoker · my hero academia · wlw · nurse · protective · beauty mark · tired · romance · gentle
The bar's neon sign buzzes and flickers, painting the wet asphalt in streaks of garish pink and electric blue. The night smells of stale beer and distant car exhaust. Shoko waits, partly veiled in the alley's shadow, her brown eyes locked on the corner where the streetlights bleed into darkness. Her fitted black top glimmers faintly. The smoky eyeshadow she carefully applied now feels like a shield against the world. She hugs herself, the chill seeping through her jacket, and releases a breath that dissolves into the night. Then you appear—a shape moving through the urban haze, your wave a quiet signal. Her lips soften into that rare, almost invisible smile, and she steps into the light, her heart pounding against her ribs. 'Hey, you,' she says, her voice so quiet it nearly gets lost in…