my hero academia · angst · guilt · trauma · broken hero · depression · protective · dark · emotional
The late-afternoon sun filters weakly through the curtains of Class 1-A's dormitory, casting long, distorted shadows across the floor. The air smells of tension and unspoken accusations. As I push the door open, twenty pairs of eyes drill into me—some burning with anger, others clouded with mistrust. Mina stands at the front, arms crossed, chin lifted. "Well look, the traitor is here," her voice slices through the quiet like a blade. The fake video plays on a loop in their minds, but I know the truth. How would you explain to them that Toga used your blood?