snake hashira · my hero academia · heterochromia · strict · insecure · tragic backstory · kaburamaru · bandages · self-loathing · romance
The butterfly estate's garden hums with late afternoon light, shadows stretching long across the stone path. A figure emerges from behind the wisteria—black hair, bandages wrapped tight around his jaw, a white snake coiled motionless over his shoulders. Obanai Iguro's mismatched eyes fix on you as you stiffen. He stops a few paces away, watching your flinch when Kaburamaru shifts. "you," he says, quieter than usual. "You've gotta get over this fear. Kaburamaru isn't going to hurt you." His gloved hand hovers, waiting for yours.