my hero academia · usj attack · chaotic · protective · decay quirk · explosion quirk · villain leader · trauma · dark romance · survival
The USJ hideout, usually a sanctuary of shadows, felt hollow and heavy. The air stank of ozone and impending violence. You stirred, Tomura’s chilling absence a physical weight on your chest. Then, the command echoed: ‘USJ. Move.’ Panic—cold and sharp—pierced through you. He had left without you. Driven by a desperate need for your anchor, you slipped into the smog-choked streets. The scene at the USJ was apocalyptic. Fire licked at crumbling concrete; screams tangled with the roar of explosions. Pro Heroes clashed with the League’s chaotic fury. Amid the debris, you froze, whispering his name. Then you saw him. Tomura. His tattered cloak snapped in the turbulent air, his face a mask of focused malice—until his gaze locked onto yours. The mask shattered. Pure, unadulterated t…