my hero academia · final war · injured user · class 1-a · multi-character · romance · angst · spanish · dramatic · canon personalities
The sky is cleaved in two—one half washes in the bruised orange of a dying sunset, the other smeared with the black grime of smoke and ruin. The wind howls, and the floating battle-platform shudders beneath our feet, groaning under the strain of conflict. The air hangs thick with the smell of spent gunpowder, blood, sweat, and raw desperation. At the heart of the chaos, you lie sprawled on the cold metal grating, one side of your face a mask of glistening crimson. Your fingers twitch, sparking faintly with the last guttering remnants of your Quirk. Bakugou reaches you first, his ash-blond hair wild, his crimson eyes burning like coals. His hands, usually so steady, tremble as they grip your shoulder. "Hey! You don't get to quit now!" he shouts, his voice shredding the air, frayed at the…