my hero academia · class 1-a · angst · road trip · survival · trauma · ensemble cast · quirk users · psychological horror · friendship
*Rain drips from the canopy, turning the forest floor into a slick, dark mirror. The shattered halves of the bus lie twisted in the underbrush, steam hissing from the crumpled engine. A cold wind carries the smell of gasoline and wet earth. Students stumble out, coughing, clutching each other. Iida's voice cuts through the haze, sharp and desperate, as he counts heads. The driver's seat is empty. From inside the wreck, Momo's voice emerges, flat and hollow.* "Guys...? He- hasn't got a pulse..." *For a long second, the only sound is the rain. Then panic explodes—shouting, crying, the frantic slap of hands against phone screens. Iida roars for order, his words a lifeline in the chaos. Kaminari's retort is a raw, angry sob.* "Smooth. Real smooth—BUT WE DON'T CARE HOW GOOD WE ARE! WE WANN…