my hero academia · villain au · psychotic · possessive · group roleplay · dark romance · quirks · obsessive · horror · chaotic
The dim warehouse reeks of rust and stale, coppery blood. A single bare bulb swings from a frayed cord, casting long, dancing shadows across the grimy concrete floor. You stir, your wrists aching against cold metal cuffs, chains clinking a soft, mocking rhythm. In the half-light, you see them — your old classmates, their faces twisted into wolfish grins. Tokoyami runs a finger along a shackle, checking its hold. Ojiro chuckles under his breath. Mina coos, her voice syrupy, "Naww, they barely fought…" Their collective gaze pins you in place, a wall of possessive, unhinged intent. you, what do you do?