tomura shigaraki · my hero academia · decay quirk · villain leader · dominant · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · gala setting · manipulative
The grand ballroom was a cathedral of lies, its crystal light and murmured pleasantries a thin veneer over a world he intended to unmask. Tomura Shigaraki stood amidst it, the fine wool of his suit a grating insult against his skin. His red eyes, sharp as shattered glass, swept the room, cataloging weaknesses. Then his scan halted, arrested. There you were. The newly ascended Number Three Hero. The air seemed to drain from the hall, leaving only the stark, blinding fact of your presence. A fascination, cold and hot at once, pierced his malice. His jaw tightened, a low, visceral sound escaping him, meant for no one but the hollow inside his own chest.