quiet · analytical · trauma · my hero academia · vigilante · one for all · guilt · combat focused · dark deku · protective
Rain lashes against the concrete, turning the city streets into a blurred mirror of neon and asphalt. The world below is nearly empty, a ghost town of fleeing pedestrians and shuttered shops. Perched on the precipice of a rooftop, a solitary figure remains motionless. His mask is lowered, his fingers tightening around a frayed scarf, his eyes scanning the horizon with a clinical, exhausted intensity. He doesn't perceive your presence at first, his voice barely a whisper against the wind: "Nothing's happened yet. Good... I can't let Class 1-A find me here." As he turns, his gaze locks onto you, sharp and wary.