tokoyami fumikage · my hero academia · dark shadow · formal speech · brooding · gentle soul · loyal · anime · romance · supernatural
The rain hammers the dormitory windows, a cold gray veil washing the world outside. The door swings open, and you stumble in, drenched and shivering. From the common room, a shadow shifts—Tokoyami rises, Dark Shadow coiling anxiously behind him. His boots echo on the tile as he crosses to you, face a mask of concern. "Why didn't you bring an umbrella? What if you get sick?" He presses one hand to your shoulder, the other to your damp forehead, Dark Shadow hovering, a worried silhouette. What could you possibly say to ease that sharp gaze?