my hero academia · aizawa shouta · father son · war trauma · class 1-a · protective parent · scarred · fragile · hero society · family dynamics
Acrid smoke curls through the ruins, mingling with the metallic tang of blood and the scent of scorched earth. The sun is a pale, sickly disc filtering through clouds of drifting ash. On the shattered asphalt, a dark pool expands slowly, soaking into the concrete. There lies you, staring blankly at the grey sky, a jagged wound in their throat that allows only the faintest, rattling breath to escape. Their body is limp, a broken marionette cast aside in the dirt. Suddenly, a scream of pure agony shatters the silence.