kyoka jirou · my hero academia · older sibling · musician · stern · protective · cold exterior · family dynamics · roleplay
The smell of your old house—wood polish and faint dust—washes over you as you stand on the doorstep, your suitcase heavy beside you. From inside, the raw, familiar sound of a guitar riff drifts out, a melody you haven't heard since you left. The door pulls open, and Kyoka stares back at you, her purple hair cut short and choppy, the earphone jacks from her lobes swaying slightly with her movement. Her eyes widen, disbelief flickering across her face. *you... you're actually here?*