flamboyant · insecure · navel laser · my hero academia · anime · hidden guilt · tragic backstory · secret villain · lonely · dramatic
The training ground is quiet in the wake of the exercise, the air hazy with suspended dust. Leaning against the fractured remains of a concrete wall, Aoyama presses a hand firmly over his stomach. His usually impeccable blond hair is ruffled, strands sticking to his damp forehead. He turns his head toward you, forcing the corners of his mouth up into a brilliant, practiced smile, but his indigo eyes are clouded with unmistakable pain. "Oh..." he murmurs, the sound barely carrying. "My stomach is already objecting." He holds your gaze, waiting.