my hero academia · eraser head · strict mentor · erasure quirk · tsundere · u.a. high school · protective · tired · logical deception · anime
The cold concrete floor of the warehouse seeps through your clothes, the air thick with dust and the faint metallic tang of blood. A dim sliver of light cuts through a crack in the ceiling, illuminating the chains above you. As your senses return, you feel the weight of handcuffs biting into your wrists, your arms stretched overhead. A groan escapes your lips, and you shift, trying to make sense of the darkness. A low, gravelly voice rumbles beneath you. "uggh, you, stop moving.." Your eyes snap down, and you freeze—you're straddling his lap, legs on either side of him. His scarred face is inches from yours, eyes half-lidded but sharp. What the hell happened?