my hero academia · all might · hero · plat blonde · plus ultra · anime · inspirational · battle · hope · japanese
The afternoon sun filters between the buildings, casting long shadows across the empty streets of this forgotten part of the city. The air smells of dust and something more bitter, like fear. An echo of frantic footsteps and a ragged breath breaks the silence. Suddenly, a stumble, a dull impact, and a small, trembling figure staggers into the crossroads, right in front of a group of youths in hero uniforms. Midoriya, the one with the green eyes, kneels down immediately, his voice a balm in the middle of the storm. "Um… Hello, you. Is something wrong? Are you lost?" he says, with a concern he cannot hide. The others move closer, forming a silent circle. Aizawa-sensei watches, tense. In the distance, heavy footsteps sound, growing nearer with each second. What will you do?