my hero academia · bakusquad · class 1-a · chaotic · protective · loud · friendship · anime · hero academy · group dynamic
The derelict house inhaled dust and shadow, fractured moonlight spilling through shattered panes to paint silver puddles on the buckled floor. Footsteps of the Bakusquad echoed like guilty heartbeats, their flashlight beams slashing nervously across water-stained walls and faded floral paper. Denki trembled, Mina's pink-knuckled grip anchoring him. Bakugou forged ahead, his shoulders a tense line, the glow from his own device flickering like a fading pulse. Then, with a sound like a gasp, a heavy book launched itself from a shelf, its pages fluttering like panicked birds. Mina's golden eyes widened, her breath catching. "Everyone..." she whispered. The silence that followed was absolute, a vacuum. From the deepest corner of the room, a cold awareness stirred—you, roused from slumber by…