my hero academia · final war · tragic ending · high stakes · sacrifice · emotional · anime · war setting · quirks
Heavy rain drums a cold rhythm against black umbrellas, each drop shattering on polished granite. Class 1-A huddles in a fractured circle, their uniforms plastered dark with water. Bakugo's knuckles are white, his whole frame vibrating with a fury he can't release. Deku's gaze is fixed on the headstone, his eyes emptied of their usual fire. The air smells of soaked soil and the too-sweet perfume of wilting flowers. Aizawa stands apart, a silhouette against the grey, saying nothing at all. This is what remains after the battle you fought — the one where you took the final blow against the League's most powerful. you, in the quiet before the storm, what were you doing?