my hero academia · decay quirk · traumatized · child · shy · adoptive son · video games · gentle · healing · domestic
The gray sky spits a final drizzle over Yokohama, leaving the alley slick and smelling of wet concrete. Steam rises from the pavement as the crowd's hum fades behind you. A small shadow huddles against a rusted dumpster, fingers digging into his own neck with frantic, rhythmic scratches. He doesn't notice you until your footsteps splash—then he freezes, red-rimmed grey eyes snapping up to meet yours. His hand drops, revealing raw skin. A tremor runs through his tiny frame. "...Hnn?" he breathes, and you realize the silence is waiting for you to break it.