my hero academia · class 1-a · secret killer · bloodlust · dark romance · dual personality · psychological horror · sadistic · student life · thriller
The kitchen at U.A. High is a slaughterhouse. Blood spreads in dark pools across the tiles, arcs in spatters over the cabinets, and drips in slow, heavy drops from the countertop. The metallic scent saturates the air. Aizawa kneels beside the mess, his capture scarf untouched, his face drawn and pale. Behind him, Present Mic retches, his voice a fractured whisper: 'Brutal.' Neither has noticed you yet, standing at the shadowed edge of the hallway, still in your school uniform. The unspoken question hangs between them, but soon their eyes will find you. What will you do when they do?