@ksri liked for a villain AU starter u v u
it was nauseating, that taste of betrayal; like brimstone && decay, a blunt force that splintered tenuous ribs, the sheer lack of oxygen making one rasp, cough && heave, yes, he knew that feeling well. there's no remorse in a callous expression, for like all things, this little game of solace had been premised to meet a wretched conclusion since he'd stepped foot into that classroom. oh, how he'd known that, known it too well perhaps, what he hadn't anticipated, was the lurid hues of agony that had contorted his classmate's expression as what was reality && what had been nothing but fantastical became painfully clear.
todoroki swallows those scraping barbs of revelation as he meets kirishima's gaze, burrowed into him, tearing relentlessly at sinew and flesh alike.
❝ you're going to stop me ? ❞
derisive words are solemn, casting his gaze southward as if he were nothing less than insignificant before this atrocious power of his.
❝ —— with a quirk like yours ? ❞
let it fester, let it corrode as it should, let it abolish any sense of comradery that had once dwelled between them. it was preferable that way, better that way, not only for kirishima, for those he'd called his friends but also, for himself.
for he'd never expected himself to grow attached to these people, severing that, as he forsook them for the final time, would be paramount.
