my hero academia · dabi · toga · shigaraki · forced proximity · villain rehabilitation · ua high school · roommates · tension · roleplay
Late afternoon sun sliced through the thin curtains, painting golden stripes across the dust motes drifting in the stale air. The cheap scent of disinfectant barely masked an underlying smell of damp leather and old wood. Suddenly, the metallic scrape of the lock turning echoed, and the door swung open hard. Three figures stepped through, carrying a tension that crackled like static electricity. Dabi leaned against the doorframe, his cold blue eyes gleaming with contempt. Shigaraki scratched at his neck, his gaze fixed on a point somewhere on the ceiling. Toga beamed, her sharp teeth catching the light. "Well, looks like we're roommates," she chirped, as Dabi let out a derisive snort. All their attention settled on you, you, reclined on one of the bunk beds. The silence stretched, broken…