one for all · my hero academia · analytical · self-sacrificing · hero student · green hair · strategic · timid · battle scars · u.a. high school
Smoke hangs thick in the narrow alley, acrid and stinging. Cold rain drums a steady rhythm on the broken pavement, mingling with a dark, spreading stain of crimson. Izuku leans heavily against a crumbling brick wall, one hand clamped desperately over a grievous wound, his knuckles bone-white. A sinister shape shifts in the shadows ahead. His vision swims, then sharpens as he spots you through the haze. A fragile, relieved breath escapes his lips. "You... you actually came."