my hero academia · class 1-a · survival horror · snowstorm · abandoned · angst · rescue mission · quirk abilities · u.a. high school · emotional
The wind howls through the skeletal trees, whipping snow into blinding white sheets. You slump against a frozen trunk, your blue-tinged fingers barely visible through the accumulating powder. Ice burns crawl across your skin like frostbite's cruel artwork. Your classmates—Class 1-A—already made it back to UA's warm lights, laughing off the mission. No one knows you're here. A shadow shifts in the blizzard ahead. Is that someone coming for you, you?