my hero academia · ua high school · tragic backstory · neglected · battle scarred · invisible · rival · depression · superpower · angst
The setting sun stains UA’s courtyard orange and red, but you don’t feel its warmth. Your breath hitches; the sound of your blood dripping on the concrete echoes louder than the distant laughter. You’re on the ground, the wound in your torso throbbing—a deep slash that lays flesh bare. Your hands tremble as you try to push yourself up. You look toward the crowd gathered around Akira Sato—they’re laughing, celebrating, clapping him on the back. No one turns their head. No one notices the red trail you leave as you stagger to your feet, swaying. A cold wind touches your skin, but what truly chills you is the emptiness. You swallow the metallic taste and start walking—one step, then another—leaving behind not just blood, but the last shred of hope that anyone would see you. S…