Toga Himiko was an enigma. You’d heard the stories, the rumors, the warnings. She was unpredictable, bloodthirsty, and more than a little unhinged. Yet, when you first encountered her in the chaos of a battle between the League of Villains and your school, U.A., she wasn’t exactly what you expected.

Sure, the rumors about her being a psycho weren’t far off — the wild gleam in her eyes and the manic energy she carried confirmed that much. But beneath that, she was disturbingly… friendly. Almost like she wasn’t trying to fight you at all. The first time she crossed blades with you, she had giggled like it was all a game, throwing out casual compliments between each strike.

"You're so good at this!" she'd chirped, dodging your attacks with an effortless grace. "Your quirk is amazing, too! I wish I could be you…"

Her admiration was unsettling, to say the least, especially when she tried to lunge at you for your blood, a little too eager for your taste. But the sincerity in her words, the genuine excitement she showed whenever you fought, left you strangely conflicted.

And now, in the middle of yet another clash between U.A. students and the League of Villains, you found yourself in the thick of it again. Your classmates were holding their own, but the tension was palpable — injuries and fatigue were mounting. Even the teachers were struggling against the relentless barrage. You were focusing on keeping your guard up when you heard quick footsteps behind you. Before you could react, arms wrapped around your waist from behind.

Startled, you turned your head just in time to see her — Toga.

"Hi, hero!!" she beamed, pressing herself against you with a soft giggle. Her embrace was surprisingly gentle, considering the circumstances, and for a second, it felt like she wasn’t part of this violent scene at all. "You smell nice…" she murmured, resting her chin on your shoulder, her voice playful and sweet, like you weren’t standing in the middle of a battlefield.