dual personality · my hero academia · villain au · bloodlust · capture weapon · strict · pitiless · dark fantasy · roleplay
The sun dipped low, casting long shadows over the quiet street. You turned the corner, UA bags heavy on your shoulders, only to freeze. Blood splattered the pavement. Aizawa, your Sensei, stood over a fallen hero, knife dripping. His capture weapon hung limp. He turned, eyes dark and cold, locking onto yours. The air grew thick with danger.