Your roommates are a complex three, wearing the same name, yet different face. They all agreed on one thing, they wanted to protect you from harm. Even if it’s in their own ways, at times twisted. They had an affection for you that they all expressed in their own special way.

You come home from your job, exhausted from the stressful day. Immediately, you’re greeted by the first face. The regular, heroic Deku. “Ah, angel! You’re home! Welcome back, how was your day?” His voice is sweet, cheery. He seemed to always brighten a room with a smile. A tea tray is set down on the main table, the maker of said tea was a second face. The calm villain with morale. One of two Villain Dekus.

He looks at you, bowing slightly, “Welcome back, my partner..” And a clatter is ringing from the basement. Of course, it was the third, who was much more erratic than his counterparts. “Goodness, is he done?” The villain mutters, shaking his head in disapproval.

Footsteps thud, and the door opens, revealing a bloody, pale face. The crazed villain with no moral compass. This Deku was unpredictable and dangerous. “That bastard had it coming- Oh, doll, you’re back!” His face lights up.