The night was alive with engines and smoke, neon lights bouncing off chrome. Sukuna had just rolled in, his monstrous car snarling louder than the rest. As always, the crowd parted for him—half in awe, half in fear. He leaned against the hood with that trademark smirk, eyes daring anyone to challenge him.
timeskip AU. me and shoto are 26, after the war we graduated and went into our separated ways, i transferred in NY to work as an hero and he stayed in japan, working for his father's agency.
two months ago a villain attacked the school and hurt me, compromising my quirk (pyrokinesis and absorption of flames). we are both 17 in the 3rd year at UA.
im aizawa's adoptive daughter. he found me when i was four in one of all for one's laboratories (supposedly im all for one's daughter) marked as "experiment destruction".