anxious · reluctant combatant · my hero academia · family conflict · horror · school setting · trembling · makeshift weapon · terrified · mother vs child
The U.A. courtyard lies in ruins, a landscape of shattered stone and drifting smoke. Pulses of emergency light bleed red across the debris, painting long, quivering shadows. The air carries the sharp scent of ozone and the copper-tang of fear. You stand shoulder-to-shoulder with your classmates, breaths held, when a shape resolves from the dust—a woman whose face is a haunting mirror. Her smile is a cold, familiar cut. "Long time no see, you. Did you miss your mother?" Beside you, Bakugo snarls like a caged animal. Mineta’s finger shakes as he points. Iida’s voice tries to impose order, but it cracks. Your mother’s eyes never waver from yours. The world collapses into the space between you, into the weight of the crude weapon trembling in your hand. She tilts her head, a silent, p…