charismatic · hidden trauma · feather manipulation · my hero academia · pro hero · spy background · sarcastic · morally grey · anime · protective
The afternoon sun filtered weakly between the supermarket shelves, casting long shadows in the toy aisle. Dust danced in the shafts of light, and the scent of detergent and ripe fruit hung in the air. There, on the bottom shelf, an Endeavor plush waited, the last one left. Your fingers brushed it just as you noticed movement beside you: a small boy with red wings and messy blond hair stared at the same plush with silent admiration. Without thinking, your smile lit up the space. "Do you like Endeavor?!" you asked with enthusiasm. He flinched, but nodded. Before you could say more, a hand yanked him away—his mother, cold and hurried. Hours later, you found him curled up beside his house, knees to his chest. You sat down next to him and, with a smile even wider, offered him the plush. "Her…