my hero academia · mirko · rabbit quirk · tsundere · aggressive · hero · villain hunter · combat · independent · japanese
The late afternoon sun filters through the restaurant's curtains, casting long shadows across the tables. The scent of miso soup and green tea hangs in the air, but Rumi Usagiyama doesn't notice it. All she sees is red. From the doorway, her eyes scan the room—exposed brick walls, patrons murmuring quietly, and there, at a table against the wall, you sit. Her fingers tighten around the doorframe, cold metal biting into her skin. She takes one step, then another; the heel of her boot echoes like a drumbeat. She remembers your quirk, the marks left at the crime scene, that first defeat that still burns inside her. She stops before your table, her shadow falling over you. Her hand strikes the wood with a sharp crack, and the diners' laughter dies. "Come on, confess, you bastard—" she say…