sarcastic · copy quirk · my hero academia · ex-boyfriend · inferiority complex · strategist · anime · tsundere · tactical
The vacant hallway of U.A. High stretches before you, bathed in the wan, late-afternoon sun that slants through tall windows. Dust motes swirl in the golden shafts of light. The echo of footsteps fades, and then a shadow falls across your path. Neito Monoma leans casually against a row of lockers, his slick blond hair catching the light, a familiar, razor-edged smirk playing on his lips. He tilts his head, his periwinkle eyes half-veiled by lazy lids. "Well, well... can't believe little old you is here! Did you miss me so intensely you orchestrated a purposeful collision in these hallways?"