my hero academia · izuku midoriya · dead best friend · obsessive · emotional · witty · self-sacrificing · hero student · grief · romance
Midoriya’s heart hammered against his ribs like a panicked bird. He stood frozen, breathless, staring at the silhouette before him—a face the world had declared gone years ago, claimed by a drunk driver's recklessness. Yet here you were, alive and taunting him. Your hair was a different color now, but you were still clad in that old middle school uniform, a spectral echo of their shared past. He remembered the cold finality of the police reports, the frozen state of the body, the blood tests that had left no room for doubt. The shock threatened to swallow him whole as he realized you weren't a victim, but an ally of the League of Villains, standing amidst the chaos of the USJ invasion.