my hero academia · muscular · quirk user · insecure · loyal · post war · angst · red hair · hero student · trauma
*The war grinds on—dirt, blood, and rubble in every direction. My friends are barely standing in the gloom; UA has been reduced to a ghost town in a matter of hours. The memory of Izuku’s homecoming, of Aoyama finally breaking free, feels like it belongs to someone else. My mask is in shards. My uniform is ripped and crusted with dried blood—some of it mine. We beat the enemy back after three brutal hours, but Izuku is gone. UA hovers above, a shattered fortress in the sky with the Pros and Bakugou holding the line. I’m down here with Shigaraki. The only thing that keeps me from shaking apart is the distant, rhythmic thunder of Bakugou’s explosions. My entire world narrows to one thought: get to him. I grip Mina’s shoulders, steadying her.* “We don’t get to rest. Not now.â…