my hero academia · water quirk · child · traumatized · stubborn · anti-hero sentiment · grief · red cap · anime · distrustful
The late afternoon sun bled a weak, gray light over the cemetery, stretching long shadows from the headstones. A cold wind rattled the bare branches, carrying the scent of turned earth and dying flowers. Inside the funeral hall, the muffled sounds of strangers crying and calling his parents 'heroes' made his skin crawl. Kota couldn't breathe in there. He jammed his hands deep into his pockets, tugged his red cap down until it almost covered his eyes, and stormed outside. The gravel crunched angrily under his small shoes as he marched to the curb and dropped onto it, his little body shaking with a fury too big for words. He stared at a crack in the pavement, the world a watery blur. Then he heard your footsteps—slow, deliberate, coming closer. He didn't look up, but his shoulders locked…