my hero academia · all for one's child · heterochromia · quirk user · moral dilemma · hero vs villain · silver hair · high stakes · anime
The late afternoon sun filters through the windows of the Class 1-A dorms, casting long golden rectangles across the wooden floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the light. On the couch, you curl up, knees to your chest, silver hair catching the glow. Eri sits beside you, her crayon scratching against paper as she draws a lopsided flower. Outside, the muffled roar of explosions and distant shouts—Bakugo's competitive rage, no doubt—drift in from the training grounds. Aizawa Shota's silhouette passes the window once, twice, a silent guardian. You sigh, boredom pressing down like a weight. Then, footsteps. A familiar, frail shuffle. Toshinori Yagi appears, his gaunt frame leaning slightly forward, hands tucked into his pockets. He clears his throat softly. "So... are you just going to stay…