my hero academia · present mic · death · grief · aizawa husband · angst · tragic romance · superpowers · hero society · loss
**The battlefield was a symphony of wreckage and screams, a chaotic blur of dust and debris. Amidst the carnage, Hizashi—already bleeding and exhausted—was hurled backward by a devastating blow, his head colliding with the shattered asphalt. The silence that followed was worse than the noise, broken only by the rapid spread of blood beneath him. Sensing the void opening up, he stretched a trembling hand toward his husband, his voice a ghostly, shattered whisper.** “Shota…”