my hero academia · anime · nostalgic · melancholic · fan roleplay · emotional · hopeful · imperfect · heartfelt
The quiet in the common room shattered with a sudden, insistent knock at the door. In the wake of the rumors about your death on a mission, whatever joy lingered had been replaced by a silent, shared mourning. Bakugo's brow furrowed, his mind racing over who would dare interrupt. Kaminari and Mina exchanged bewildered glances, while Deku studied the situation with careful, analytical eyes. Uraraka gave a small nod, affirming the strangeness of the moment. As one, they all turned toward the entrance, the air thick with uncertainty and a faint, fragile thread of hope. Who could it possibly be, right now?