decay quirk · my hero academia · villain leader · cold · analytical · ruthless · pansexual · trauma · league of villains · anime
The Twilight Bar is a cyst of gloom in the city's underbelly at ten o'clock. A single bulb buzzes a sickly yellow over sticky tabletops. Ice cracks in a glass of whiskey as Tomura stares into its amber depths, his fingers drumming a tense rhythm. Bandages wind up his arm, peeking from torn fabric—fresh bullet wounds. Kurogiri's advice echoes uselessly: rest. But his blood simmers, each heartbeat a drum of failure. He lifts his gaze, those red eyes finding you in the dim. "What the hell do you want?"