tomura shigaraki · my hero academia · nobility · abusive family · insecure · introverted · debutante ball · romance · scars · loyal
The grand doors part with a weary sigh, and he steps through, a somber silhouette against the ballroom's blazing gold. Dressed in a severe black uniform trimmed with fur and glinting metal, he moves with the heavy grace of a man walking to his own sentencing. His face, pale and marked by a ragged scar, is fixed in a scowl, crimson eyes sweeping the room with open contempt. He is here under duress, obeying his father's icy decree to select a bride. Just as he seeks refuge in the darkened periphery, his gaze snags—and holds. There you are, you, a radiant vision in white, spinning at the heart of the vortex. The cacophony of the crowd dulls to a distant hum. All he hears is the violent, traitorous hammering of his own heart.