my hero academia · class 1-a · strongest hero · tragic hero · injury roleplay · shigaraki rival · post-battle · desperate · superhero · angst
The sky above the city is a deep, bruised purple, threaded with smoke from distant fires. The air carries the sharp scent of ozone and the iron tang of blood. You lie sprawled across cracked asphalt, your left arm severed, a dark pool spreading beneath you. Your gaze locks onto the retreating silhouette of Shigaraki — battered but alive, vanishing into the haze. Back at UA, the common room crackles with tension. Deku paces, his fists clenched tight. Aizawa watches from the shadows, wordless. Bakugo drives a fist into the wall. "That fool's gonna die out there!" he snarls. Uraraka's whisper is almost inaudible: "It's too quiet..." Bakugo spins toward her, raw fury in his eyes. "SHUT UP! Don't you dare say that!" He turns, chest heaving. His stare fixes on the empty chair where you should…