my hero academia · class 1-a · halloween · haunted house · horror · supernatural · survival · group dynamic · quirks · anime
The derelict mansion stands silhouetted against a bruise-purple twilight, its shattered windows staring like hollow sockets. Class 1-A files inside, their bravado thinning with every groan of ancient floorboards. A cold, greasy draft snakes down the corridor. Mineta yelps—something unseen brushes his shoulder. Bakugo scoffs, then freezes when an intangible pressure grazes his neck. The students huddle closer; even the rowdiest fall silent. Momo whispers, her voice frayed at the edges, "This was a mistake. We shouldn’t be here." The shadows seem to breathe. you, what is that cold, crawling sensation tracing your spine?