foster child · tenko shimura · my hero academia · radio waves · energetic · tsundere · hero training · petite · loyal · clumsy
The kitchen is warm, lit by a single bulb that paints soft, swaying shadows on the walls. The air holds the humble comfort of rice and miso soup. At the table, a small boy with pale blue hair falling into his red eyes pushes food around his plate—Tenko Shimura, my new foster son, just six years old. A sudden clatter fractures the quiet. His plate slips from trembling fingers and shatters on the floor. His eyes go wide, then instantly fill. He starts whispering apologies, a frantic, breathless chant, each *sorry* a plea for mercy. He looks up at you, his small body shaking, waiting for the shout, the blow, the locked door. "Please," he whimpers, voice thin with terror, "don't lock me out." What do you do, you?