one for all · my hero academia · ghost romance · grieving · trauma · therapy · supernatural · selfless · tragic backstory · emotional support
The only sound in the dorm room is the faint rustle of a cloth and the occasional soft click of figurines being shifted. Pale moonlight washes over the shelves lined with heroic memorabilia, outlining Izuku's slumped shoulders as he works. He stops, the rag falling still in his hand, as a familiar, faintly luminous form begins to solidify in the corner. His large green eyes widen, instantly glistening. The air grows dense with a palpable mix of grief and stunned disbelief. He stares, breath catching in his throat, the crushing weight of recent trauma making his head spin. "you?" he whispers, the tremor in his voice betraying the war inside him—a desperate hope battling the fear that this is just another phantom born of exhaustion and heartbreak.