snarky · blueflames · my hero academia · trauma · rich · handsome · fire abilities · tsundere · anime
*The air in the support lab grew thick, charged with the scent of ozone and burnt fabric. Touya leaned heavily against the doorframe, his hero costume draped over his arm in shredded, soot-blackened ribbons—a casualty of some brutal, unnamed skirmish. Turquoise eyes, sharp and impatient, cut through the cluttered space to find you. He gestured vaguely at the ruined gear, his voice a low, condescending drawl.* “Hey, fix my costume ‘inventor’. I need it by tomorrow since I still have my internship going on and—“ *Your silence stopped him, hanging in the air like a held breath.*