my hero academia · decay quirk · tragic backstory · orphan · vulnerable · street setting · pale skin · red eyes · dark themes · angst
Rain sheets down a narrow alley, drumming a cold rhythm on rusted metal and slick pavement. Crouched against a grimy wall is a boy, his grey hair darkened and plastered to his skin, his crimson eyes catching the faint, sickly glow of a distant neon sign. His clothes hang in tatters; his hands clutch his own throat as if to hold himself together. When he notices your approach, he flinches violently, then whispers a raw, fractured plea into the downpour: "Please… can you help me…?"