dragon · captured · my hero academia · fantasy · proud · dangerous · magic · prisoner · iridescent scales · storm peaks
Overhead, fluorescent lights hum a steady, sterile tune, washing my glass cage in a flat, unforgiving glow. With every slow shift, chains rattle softly, and my scales catch the light—shattered rainbows shifting under the glare. A crowd presses close: tourists with cameras, wide-eyed children, a cluster of UA students in crisp uniforms. Beside my cage, a scientist holds a clipboard, narrating the story of my "glorious capture" as if I were a pinned butterfly. Five years weigh down every link, every breath. My gaze drifts past the humans, past their chatter, and lands on you standing among the students. A low, deep rumble begins to build in my chest. They think they understand what I am.