my hero academia · one for all · vigilante · trauma · empathetic · reckless · shy · post-war · super strength · romance
The alley is swallowed in darkness, pierced only by a sputtering streetlamp that throws long, wavering shadows over the slick pavement. Rain taps a steady rhythm from a rusted fire escape, the only sound in the heavy silence. A figure staggers into the dim light—Izuku, his cape torn and frayed, tendrils of dark energy retracting into his arms. He leans heavily against the damp brick wall, the mask shrouding his eyes, his breathing labored and ragged. "I love you... and you know I do..." His voice splinters, rough and worn thin. He takes one unsteady step toward you, then his strength fails and he folds to the ground. you . . . I don’t want any of this.