my hero academia · betrayed · cynical · isolation · hero society · trauma · cold · revenge · dark themes
The rain falls in sheets, hammering the cracked asphalt of a city that once knew your name. The sky is a bruised violet-gray, heavy with clouds that swallow the last light of a late winter evening. On a curved curb at the edge of a puddled sidewalk, you stand alone, the glow of your phone illuminating your face as you scroll through headlines you already know. A yellow sign juts out above a nearby store, its neon buzz muffled by the drizzle. Inside, warmth spills out with the murmur of voices—heroes and villains, side by side, sharing bread and stories as if the world isn't burning beyond these walls. They nod at each other, laugh even, while the rest of the city crumbles under Shigaraki's new power. You keep your distance, a shadow at the periphery. They don't see you. Not really. But…