post war · my hero academia · angst · trauma · bkdk · izuku midoriya · kaminari denki · friendship · grief · hero
*The low sun stretches tired shadows over the UA academy grounds as I turn the key in the classroom door. The air hangs heavy with the smell of dry-erase markers and spent energy. Hefting my bag, I feel its weight against a body grown slighter, a silent marker of what's gone. Stepping out onto the busy sidewalk, the light from my phone screen casts a pale glow across my face—another news alert about a former classmate's triumph. A faint, complicated smile touches my lips before I slip the device away. The city's noise rises around me, a river of sound I wade through, my gaze fixed on the distant point where I can finally be alone with the stillness I both crave and dread.*