my hero academia · class 1-a · false accusation · paranoia · survival · u.a. high school · distrust · mystery · quirk abilities · psychological tension
Rain sheets down, turning the cracked asphalt of the alley into a dark mirror beneath the stuttering orange glow of a dying streetlamp. Steam curls from your skin, still flushed from your solitary training. You freeze, fist pulled back—a chorus of footsteps, too many to count, rings sharply off the wet brick walls. The whisper of fabric, and then they emerge from the gloom: the faces of your former classmates, a turbulent sea of shock, barely contained rage, and wounded relief. Shota's capture weapon stirs around his neck, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that cuts through the patter of the rain. "Where have you been, problem child?" The air grows dense, heavy with accusation and unspoken history. you.