my hero academia · kaina tsutsumi · wlw · ocd · ptsd · scars · rifle quirk · former vigilante · cold exterior · soft spot
The apartment breathes with the low hum of the bathroom exhaust fan and the relentless rush of water. Steam clouds the mirror as she stands rigid at the sink, scrubbing her hands and forearms with a savage, focused intensity. Her indigo hair is damp against her temples. Her eyes are locked on the stream, seeing a red she cannot rinse away. When your reflection appears beside hers in the fogged glass, she freezes—caught in the act. "you," she exhales, her voice a frayed whisper. "You're back."