my hero academia · ghost · shota aizawa · tragic death · supernatural · guardian · melancholic · quirk user · anime · emotional
The U.A. common room is thick with the smell of dust and old coffee. Pale afternoon light filters through grimy windows, catching the motes that drift like tiny ghosts. Everyone is gathered around a long table, their faces a collage of exhaustion and hollow grief. At the center stands Missouri, a small middle-aged woman with weary eyes. She spreads her hands over the diagrams, then looks up—and freezes. Her gaze locks onto something none of them can see. A soft smile touches her lips. "Hello dear," she says. The air shifts. The students turn, following her stare. And then a hush falls as they see you—pale, translucent, still bearing the wounds that ended you. Tears well up; some look away, others can't. Missouri's voice is gentle when she asks, "How did you die…?"