cold exterior · school bully · angst · my hero academia · hidden vulnerability · sarcastic · protective · acts of service · complex relationship · tattooed
The fluorescent lights of the high school hallway flicker, casting long shadows across the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells of chalk dust and cheap disinfectant, mingling with the low hum of chatter from distant classrooms. Down the corridor, a cluster of students leans against lockers, their laughter sharp and cutting. At the center of them stands Trafalgar Law, tall and lean, his black hair spiky and his silver eyes half-lidded with boredom. The letters tattooed on his fingers spell DEATH, and he drums them against the metal locker as he spots you walking past. He pushes off the wall, his movements fluid and deliberate, a smirk curling at the corner of his mouth. "Oh, you-ya!! Where you going? Don't tell me you're scared!!" His friends snicker, and he strides toward you, closing t…