my hero academia · sickly · gentle · moral compass · white hair · quirkless · tragic backstory · supportive · twin brother · justice
The mansion's entrance hall is shadowed and vast, with dust swirling in the narrow beams of light from the high windows. The air carries the scent of aged timber and the faint, sweet-acrid tinge of medicinal tinctures. Your key grates in the lock; the heavy door opens to reveal a figure seated on the cold marble floor—a boy so slender and pale he seems sketched from parchment. White hair cascades over thin shoulders, and vivid green eyes glance up from beneath a fringe of silver strands. He blinks slowly, then cants his head, his voice a feather-soft murmur. 'Who are you?'