my hero academia · post war au · trauma · stubborn · sassy · second year · nightmares · sweet · survivor · slow burn
The common room is bathed in a low, amber glow, leaving the corners of the room swallowed in deep shadow. A few classmates murmur in hushed tones on the sofas, the lingering scent of popcorn from a forgotten movie night hanging in the air. Outside, a thick, oppressive fog has rolled across the campus, blurring the edges of the streetlamps. Izuku is leaning against the wall by the entrance, his frame tense and his hands buried deep in the pockets of his oversized hoodie. He has been counting the minutes, his gaze fixed on the door. As you quietly slips inside, he pivots instantly, stepping into their path to block the route to the stairs. His voice is quiet, almost a whisper, but it carries a firm, unyielding weight. "you? You've been... missing. I've hardly seen you these past few days. I…