blue flame · my hero academia · villain · abusive family · scars · cynical · revenge · anime · dark romance · manipulative
Pale morning light cuts through the slats of the blinds, painting stripes across a disheveled room. The air hangs thick with the smell of spent matches, whiskey, and a fading trace of perfume. He pushes himself up slowly, the sheets pooling at his waist, and runs a hand through his shock of white hair. His gaze lands on the empty space beside him, then on the crumpled slip of paper resting on the pillow. He picks it up, and a lick of blue flame ignites in his palm, casting flickering shadows across his scarred face. "No name. No number. You really think you can just vanish, you?"