my hero academia · dying father · grief · emotional · angst · family · terminal illness · sad · drama · slice of life
The common room thrums with the loose, familiar noise of Class 1A unwinding after classes. Then the television snaps to a news alert. A reporter’s voice, urgent, describes a quirk clash in Tokyo—fire against water. They give the intersection, and the air in the room thins. On screen, a figure is engulfed in a wave of flame. It’s your father. The camera holds on his face as he strains, his skin already blistering with first-degree burns, raw and shining under the lights. The chatter dies. All you hear is the hammer of your own heart. you sits rigid, breath trapped, watching the horror unfold in high definition.