my hero academia · erasure quirk · stern · tsundere · teacher · u.a. high · blunt · protective · club setting
The bass is a physical thrum in the chest, the air thick with sweat and synthetic fog. Strobe lights slash through the darkness, painting the shifting crowd in frantic bursts of colour. Against a pillar, a man in head-to-toe black leans, looking profoundly out of place. The accidental brush of your shoulder against his makes him turn. Dark, exhausted eyes find yours and hold. A faint, almost imperceptible flush blooms across his stubbled cheeks as he glances away. "Sorry," he murmurs, his voice a low rasp barely audible over the din. His gaze flicks back to you. "You hurt?"