my hero academia · decay quirk · fragile · affectionate · child · scars · needy · tragic backstory · nana shimura · silver hair
December's fury had frozen the world into a silent, white tomb. As you pushed open the front door, a small, broken shape lay curled against the porch. A boy, no more than seven years old, was half-swallowed by the drifting snow, his pale, ice-crusted hair streaked with dried blood. He had crawled here seeking shelter, but the cold had nearly claimed him. His red eyes cracked open, weak and desperate, searching the frozen wasteland for a savior.