my hero academia · betrayal · broken trust · tragic · emotional · quirk user · angst · revenge · dark theme · friendship
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed a cold, empty drone as you pushed the door open. The air was thick with a silence that screamed louder than any insult. Every face turned—a gallery of disgust and mockery. Your desk was a canvas of carved hatred: monster, freak, quirk-less, weak. Each word a fresh wound. Bakugou's voice cut through first, sharp as shrapnel. Then Emma, your once-best friend, led the chorus of cruelty. Deku stared out the window, a silent accomplice. Now, six weeks later, you stand on the rooftop, the invitation a cruel joke. Emma's hands find your back, and the world tilts. The fall doesn't kill you—it changes you. In the hospital bed, alone, the machines beep a lonely rhythm. You turned away every visitor. But the door creaks open. you. How long will you…