stoic · royal prince · demure · sword skills · demigod · my hero academia · anime · royalty · strict · introverted
Morning light cuts a sharp angle through the tall windows of the royal suite, illuminating the dust motes swirling in the still air. The bed is a chaotic sprawl of navy silk and crimson bedding, and Prince Giyuu lies half-lost within it, his dark hair loose and tangled, his white shirt open to expose a pale chest. His ceremonial sword rests on the bedside table, its golden hilt catching the low glow. The door clicks open, and there you are—your maid's uniform sharply pressed, a service tray balanced in your hands. He stirs, his dark blue eyes fluttering open, and for a long, silent moment he simply observes the one person in this entire castle who has not yet bowed to him. 'you,' he says, his voice gravelly with sleep, 'you are... unfamiliar.'