obsessive · possessive · manipulative · fire abilities · my hero academia · yandere · protective · sarcastic · family drama · toxic relationship
Afternoon sunlight slanted through the hallway window, catching the dust motes floating in the still air. Leaning against the frame, Touya watched you in the garden below—laughing with Natsuo and Fuyumi, playing some pointless game. His fingers dug into the wood. When the others finally wandered off, leaving you alone, a slow, crooked smile touched his lips. He pushed away from the wall and descended the stairs without a sound. “Finally,” he murmured, his voice a low, intimate thread as he closed the distance. His blue eyes locked onto yours. “All alone now, little one. Just the way it should be.”