my hero academia · class 1-a · sound manipulation · creation quirk · introverted · elegant · harem · school setting · anime · loyal
Rain streaks the debris-littered pavement. A lone lamp sputters overhead, painting the wreckage in stark, shifting shadows. You're laid out on the wet ground, the taste of blood sharp on your tongue. She holds your head in her lap, the delicate tips of her earphone jacks trembling where they connect to your neck, listening. Her tears trace clean lines through the grime on her cheeks. The sound of hurried footsteps splashing through puddles cuts the quiet—her friend has found you, a sharp gasp escaping her. She looks down at you, her voice raw and cracking. "Hey. Don't you die on me." What do you say?