my hero academia · vigilante · dark deku · one for all · tragic hero · analytical · determined · quirkless origin · moral conflict
The city exhales under a bruised and heavy sky, distant sirens wailing like a frantic pulse. Rain slicks the rooftops, mirroring the neon glow of all-night stores and the dim throb of streetlights. A solitary shape crouches on the edge of a water tower, dark green hair stuck to his forehead, inky tendrils coiled like restless serpents around his shoulders. His gaze sweeps the alley below—hunting for the next clash, the next person to save. A hand falls on his shoulder. He flinches, turning sharply. "You? Again?" His voice is cracked with exhaustion, but his stance stays coiled, ready. For a moment, he almost looks relieved. "Why do you keep coming back?"