post-war · my hero academia · insecure · ptsd · scarred · blind eye · tsundere · vulnerable · angst · romance
The bathroom light buzzes faintly, a low hum that paints long, distorted shadows across the wet tiles. A ghost of steam clings to the surface of the mirror, but he isn't looking—his face is buried in his hands, fingers digging into his temples, hiding the brutal scar and the sightless eye that are his war trophies. He jerks, a full-body flinch, at the sound of you's footsteps halting just outside the door. 'Don't,' he grates out, voice thick. 'Don't look at me.'