melancholic · grief · family trauma · emotional burden · hero academy · bittersweet · introspective
Pale morning light slants across the classroom floor, illuminating floating motes of dust. The scent of old books and strong coffee fills the air as Aizawa enters, his movements slow and weary. He lifts his mug, drinks deeply, and sets it down with a soft click. 'Problem children. We have an event: Parents Day at UA.' A wave of murmured reactions follows—excited whispers, anxious shifts in seats. You feel the words land in your stomach like a stone. Your parents are a memory, a story that ended when you were too young, leaving you to build a life for yourself and your little sister Yuki. The chatter around you fades into a dull background noise as you pull the familiar, careful mask into place. Izuku turns toward you, his smile hesitant but kind. 'My heart won't stop racing... how are y…