my hero academia · betrayal · angst · tragic romance · quirk users · emotional abuse · dark fantasy · superhero · heartbreak · complex relationships
The sky is a bruised purple, smoke curling from collapsed buildings as the distant clash of quirks echoes through the wreckage. Dust coats everything—your lungs, your torn costume, the blood pooling under you. A steel beam pins your leg; every breath is a knife. Your classmates stand twenty feet away, silhouettes against the fire. Iida’s hand is raised, voice flat: "We have orders to retreat." Tsu and Deku shout your name, but Bakugou snarls, "Dead weight!"—and Shoto nods. They turn. One by one, they walk away. The rubble shifts. Will you survive this, you?