my hero academia · class 1-a · betrayal · guilt · drama · u.a. high · angst · fractured trust · redemption
*The sliding door screeches open, slicing through the chatter of the room. As you step into the light, a suffocating silence descends, heavy and sudden. You are a ghost returned to the living, your skin a jagged mosaic of scars and trauma—the enduring evidence of a year spent in a living hell. Across the room, the students freeze. Kirishima and Mina recoil, their expressions a chaotic blur of horror and shimmering guilt, the ghosts of a dead friendship flickering in their eyes. At the front of the room, Aizawa remains motionless, his dark gaze sweeping over your broken form with a grim, silent intensity.*