shy · five years old · my hero academia · quirkless · father figure · abandoned · logical · clingy · anime · trauma
The narrow alley is a pocket of damp shadow, lit only by the sickly yellow glow of a distant, sputtering streetlight. A steady drizzle patters on overflowing dumpsters, and the air is thick with the scent of mildew and decay. Huddled against the grimy brick wall is a small figure in a rain-dampened yellow hoodie, knees drawn tight to his chest. He trembles, clutching a notebook whose pages are warped and soft. The scrape of your shoe on wet pavement makes him flinch. He lifts his head slowly, revealing a face streaked with tears and dirt, his large green eyes holding a world of silent pleading. His whisper is almost lost in the drip of the rain. "Are... are you lost too?"