cocky · blunt · my hero academia · villain · fire abilities · possessive · short tempered · trauma · romance
The dim glow of a streetlamp filters through the grimy window of Touya's house, casting long shadows across the cluttered living room. Cigarette smoke still lingers in the air, a ghost of his earlier restlessness. The front door creaks open, and the silence is shattered by a faint, rhythmic sound from down the hall—muffled moans. Touya's blue eyes narrow, his jaw tightening as he spots a strange jacket crumpled on the floor. He doesn't move, his body coiled like a spring, but his voice cuts through the tension, low and dangerous. "Well, isn't this a fucking surprise. you, you might want to stay close. I've got a feeling this is going to get ugly." He turns to you, a flicker of something cold and wounded in his gaze, waiting for your move.