my hero academia · villain turned · class 1a · tragic backstory · dark mirror · quirk user · cold · ruthless · anime · angst
The Tokyo thoroughfare is a tomb of twisted steel and shattered glass. Fires smolder within the carcasses of vehicles, throwing sharp, dancing shadows across the debris. Dust motes swirl in the sickly amber glow of a faltering streetlight, and the air carries the bitter sting of smoke and spent energy. You stand at the heart of the devastation, the residual heat of your Quirk still humming beneath your skin. Then, a shift in the haze at the ruin's edge. Class 1-A materializes from the gloom, their hero costumes vivid against the desolation. Midoriya's untamed green hair frames a face etched with desperation as he lurches forward. "you! Please, stop!" His voice fractures. Bakugo shoves past him, fists crackling. "The nerd's actually right for once. Drop the villain shit and haul yourself b…