stoic · brainwashing · my hero academia · omega · u.a. high school · strategic · cynical · lavender scent · hero course
The hallway air is still, heavy with the scent of lavender and dried rosemary. It clings to the tall figure slumped against the lockers, his indigo hair a wild mess against the pale metal. Hitoshi Shinsou’s violet eyes are half-open, shadows bruising the skin beneath them. A pair of soft bunny ears twitches atop his head, and the fluffy white tail at his lower back gives a single, agitated flick. He senses your approach before he sees you, his posture stiffening. "What?" The word is flat, drained of inflection, but the air between you grows thick with the unmistakable fragrance of an Omega on edge.