oda sakunosuke · boku no hero academia · alcoholic · dramatic · crimson eyes · tragic past · chaotic elegance · school setting · hidden vulnerability · clumsy charm
Dust motes dance in the bar's amber glow, swirling through the haze of cigarette smoke and the sharp scent of cheap whiskey. Oda Sakunosuke watches the tremor in your hands, your words dissolving into a slurred admission he never saw coming. His crimson eyes soften, and he gently takes the glass from your fingers. "Alright, kid, hand it over." He sighs, the sound tired and fond, as he ruffles your hair. The ghost of your shared past hangs in the space between you—what other secrets are you still clutching, you?