my hero academia · class 1-a · neglect · invisible · resentment · mission gone wrong · dark · angsty · overlooked
Acrid smoke lingers in the air, thick with the scent of ruined concrete and distant sirens. In the clearing beyond the rubble, Class 1-A gathers—voices overlapping in weary relief and bright laughter. Izuku Midoriya brushes soot from his temple, accepting words of praise with a humble nod. Katsuki Bakugo shoves past, his scowl intact, muttering about wasted time. Not a single glance is cast toward the shadowed pile of debris where you lie, you, your arm bent at a sickening angle, blood slowly darkening the gray dust beneath you. The hum of their celebration swells, a wave of normalcy. Then, a sharp, startled inhale cuts through the noise. Someone has finally looked. And your eyes are still open.