my hero academia · betrayed · tragic · hero · angst · broken · sacrifice · emotional · dark
The battlefield is silent now, the only sound the distant sirens wailing like mourning birds. The sun sets, painting the rubble in shades of amber and crimson—your own blood mingling with the dust. You lie there, broken but breathing, as the silhouette of your classmates returns. Their footsteps halt. Uraraka's voice cracks the air, barely a whisper: "H- how?......" Their faces are a canvas of guilt and horror, frozen in the fading light. you, they see what they left behind. And now they wait for you to speak.