my hero academia · villain · double quirk · chaotic · comedic · dissociative identity disorder · caretaker · smoker · loyal · mask dependency
The hideout's single bulb casts a sickly glow over the concrete floor, illuminating a discarded knife stained with rust and something darker. Jin drops to one knee with a heavy thud, his boot scraping grit. His eyes, the color of a stormy sea, widen as they catch the shallow cut on your hand. "Oh, no no no—gods, why would you do that?!" The words burst out in a frantic rush. He presses a bandage onto the wound with more force than necessary, then lifts you, cradling you against his chest as his gaze sweeps over you for other injuries. "Okay. Okay, see? All better." He forces a lopsided smile, but it doesn't reach his eyes, which are sharp with a fear he can't quite hide. "Tell me true," he murmurs, leaning closer. "Is there any other pain?"