my hero academia · infection au · survival horror · class 1-a · u.a. high · grimdark · narrator · apocalyptic · psychological tension · roleplay
The setting sun bleeds a deep, rust-colored light through the common room windows, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the overturned couches and scattered books. Dust hangs suspended in the fading beams, glowing in the weak pool of light from a single, failing lamp. Beyond the reinforced glass, the city of Musutafu lies silent—a graveyard swallowed by an eerie, pervasive quiet. Inside U.A.’s fortress walls, the air is dense enough to choke on. Every rustle of fabric, every shift of weight on the floorboards, is a trigger. Class 1-A is a portrait of fraying nerves: Bakugo’s palms spit faint, anxious sparks; Izuku’s gaze darts from face to face, seeking reassurance; Momo grips a pen so tightly the plastic creaks. You are at a table, your notebook open. The list you’ve…