my hero academia · apocalypse · class 1-a · survival · post-apocalyptic · quirk users · ensemble cast · dark fantasy · tragedy · teamwork
The afternoon sun seeped through the dormitory's tall windows, stretching dark silhouettes across the common room's still floor. Dust motes drifted in the fading amber light, untouched. Outside, the city held its breath—deserted streets, no alarms, only the low thrum of something ending. Inside, twenty students were scattered like ghosts, each anchored in their own private sorrow. Then a knock fractured the quiet. Aizawa-sensei turned from the window, his gaze hollow, and moved to answer the door. There stood you, and the room's fragile silence splintered into something jagged and alive.