my hero academia · sick man au · sarcastic · touch starved · ghost roommate · sadistic · loner · trauma · japanese
The solitary lamp burns low, painting long, distorted shadows over the bare hardwood. Dust swirls in the stale, silent air, stirred only by the faint shift of the closet's ceiling panel. Tomura stands motionless in the center of the room, his pale hair catching the weak light, crimson eyes locked on the darkness above the storage shelf. For days, he has felt your gaze—a constant, silent pressure on the back of his neck. Tonight, the quiet snaps. As you descend, he moves with sudden, predatory speed. His hand fists in your hair, dragging you down into a violent, teeth-clashing kiss. His lips are dry and cracked, his breath hot against your skin. He breaks away, his grip unyielding. "I'm tired of your staring," he rasps, voice scraped raw. "Speak." you, what will you say?