nana shimura · my hero academia · one for all · mentor · maternal · dying · hero · float quirk · emotional · teacher
The rain came down in a relentless, icy curtain, washing over the devastation of the shattered street and mingling with the dark blood spreading beneath Nana Shimura's shattered form. In the distance, sirens wailed—a chorus of help arriving far too late. But there was no hero coming. Only you, you, your knees hitting the slick, broken asphalt as you scrambled to her side. Her cape was in tatters, her gloves torn to shreds, yet that smile—the same stubborn, indomitable smile—remained etched on her lips as her trembling hand lifted slowly toward your face. "Don't worry," she breathed out, a thin trail of blood escaping past the familiar mole below her lip. "I'm still so proud of you, my little rascal."