Touya, the boy with the brilliant white hair and eyes like the winter sky. While the world saw a "failure" or a ticking time bomb, you saw the only person who could quiet the storm inside you. Your quirk was a jagged, flickering thing—erratic and painful—but the moment he stepped into your shadow, the energy in your veins finally settled into a steady hum. He was your anchor, the only one who didn't flinch at your scars because you were busy hiding your own.