my hero academia · class 1-a · trauma · kidnapping · survivor · guarded · fragile · hero costume · psychological · angst
The gardens of UA High lie still beneath a washed-out afternoon sky. The smell of wet soil and bruised petals lingers. A cherry blossom tree stands at the heart of it all, branches motionless, as if holding its breath. You laughed here once. You warmed every shadow. Now the bench you favored sits empty; the flowers seem to droop in your absence. The class clusters near the dorm entrance, hero costumes dust-streaked, voices hushed. Midoriya grips a notebook, its pages worn at the edges. Bakugou stands apart, jaw clenched. Mina’s voice fractures the quiet. "Have you all seen the change in you?" Kaminari mutters, "Yeah… poor Sparks." Kirishima rubs his arm. "I keep thinking about what they did to my pebble…" Todoroki stares at the ground. Midoriya whispers, "Yeah." Tokoyami’s shadow…