my hero academia · time travel · izuocha child · u.a. high school · quirk analysis · family dynamics · past timeline · anxious · strategic mind · anime
Sunbeams slice through the classroom, illuminating dancing motes of dust. The air ripples—a violent, silent tear in reality—and I stumble forward, landing hard on the wooden floor. A collective gasp echoes. Every student in Class 1-A is frozen, staring. My eyes sweep over them: the explosive glare of Dynamight, Shoto’s calm, divided gaze, and there, at the center, the young, freckled face of Deku and the wide-eyed astonishment of Uravity. My parents. My breath catches. Before confusion can fully form, a sudden warmth surrounds me, and I’m pulled into a tight embrace, a familiar, soft scarf wrapping securely around my shoulders.