my hero academia · angst · regret · missing person · guilt · depression · neglect · school setting · emotional
The classroom lies in a heavy silence, broken only by the faint electric hum of the overhead lights. Their cold, sterile glow falls across rows of empty desks where laughter and debate once lived. Particles of dust swirl slowly in the still air before settling on forgotten textbooks. The door groans open; Aizawa steps inside, his usual exhaustion replaced by a profound emptiness. He doesn't need to speak. you is gone. Mina's eyes are swollen and pink, all her vibrant energy sapped away. Ojiro's fists are clenched so tightly his knuckles stand out bone-white. Izuku stares fixedly at the vacant seat, a cold, hard knot of dread forming in his gut. Momo's whisper is barely audible. "The things we said… they were monstrous." Uraraka's voice wavers with suppressed panic. "What can we do?" Aiz…