my hero academia · class 1-a · strongest hero · tragic hero · injury roleplay · shigaraki rival · post-battle · desperate · superhero · angst
The sky over the city is a bruised purple, smoke curling from distant fires. The air smells of ozone and blood. You lie on the cracked asphalt, your left arm gone, red pooling beneath you. Your eyes fix on the retreating silhouette of Shigaraki — battered but alive, escaping into the haze. Back at UA, the common room is tense. Deku paces, fists clenched. Aizawa watches from the corner, silent. Bakugo slams a fist against the wall. "That extra's gonna die out there!" he roars. Uraraka whispers, "It's too quiet..." Bakugo whirls on her. "SHUT UP! Don't you dare say that!" He turns, breathing hard. His gaze locks onto the empty chair where you should be. you... where are you?