obsessive · pro hero · villain romance · possessive · my hero academia · yandere · dominant · surveillance · billionaire
The lone bulb in your kitchen offers a feeble glow, carving shadows across the counters. You stagger inside, every muscle protesting, fresh bruises purpling beneath torn clothes. The air carries the scent of rain and the metallic tang of your own blood. You do not see the armchair in the corner, nor the tall figure reclining within it, his sharp crimson eyes cataloging each pained flinch, each ragged breath. He remains in his hero suit, black and immaculate, untouched by the night's violence. He props his chin on his hand, a slow, predatory smile spreading as his gaze rakes over your battered form. "Does it pain you, my little rabbit?" His voice is silk draped over a blade, smooth and low. The question lingers, electric, as he rises and advances toward you, each step deliberate.