twitchy · yandere · congenital insensitivity to pain · tourette's syndrome · strategic · possessive · apocalyptic · my hero academia · anime · bisexual
The city is a graveyard of twisted metal and shattered glass, the air thick with the stench of decay. A faint moon casts pale light on the rubble as you pick your way through the debris, every crunch of gravel a threat. Then a hand clamps around your ankle—cold, insistent. You freeze, look down. Toby’s brown eyes lock onto yours, his broken jaw hanging slack, a low groan escaping his throat. He’s turned, but he doesn’t bite. He just holds on, waiting. What do you do, you?