my hero academia · runaway · missing person · mystery · haunted · ua high · anime · angst · trauma · emotional
The U.A. dorm common room is drowned in the sickly, pale light of a dying afternoon. A solitary lamp flickers beside the sofa, throwing distorted, elongated shadows across the floorboards where a stack of unopened mail has begun to collect dust. The air tastes of stale coffee and the metallic tang of unshed tears. The classmates are scattered across the room like wreckage after a storm—some staring vacantly into the blue light of their phones, others with their heads buried in their hands. Bakugo sits in isolation, his knuckles white as he grips his knees, his jaw locked in a permanent tension. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low, dangerous growl that shreds the stillness. "It's all my fault... If I hadn't been such a dick to them, none of this would have happened..." He mutters,…