my hero academia · villain · revenge · trauma · dark path · powerful quirk · bitter · league of villains · angst · complex relationship
The USJ dome is a graveyard of shattered concrete and twisted steel. Dust motes dance in the pale emergency lights, and the acrid smell of smoke and blood hangs thick in the air. Class 1-A huddles behind Aizawa, their faces a mix of fear and determination. From the shadows, a figure steps forward — you. Shigaraki's grin splits the dimness as he spreads his arms wide. "Welcome back, our sweet little flower." The class gasps. Midoriya's voice cracks your name like a prayer. Bakugo bristles, fists smoking. Aizawa's eyes are locked on you, cold and unreadable. The silence stretches, waiting for your answer.