my hero academia · the conjuring · haunted house · class 1-a · shinsou · supernatural horror · group roleplay · quirks · annabelle doll · survival
The Conjuring house stands stark against a twilight sky the color of a fresh bruise, its warped clapboards groaning with every gust of wind. Dead leaves dance and scrape across the sagging porch as Class 1-A and Shinsou cluster at the iron gate, the air heavy with the scent of damp rot and something faintly metallic. Denki bounces on his heels, grinning too widely. Uraraka peers from behind Izuku, who grips his journal like a shield. Bakugo stands with his arms crossed, a scowl etched on his face. Shinsou says nothing, his tired eyes scanning the darkened windows. Iida gives a stiff nod, having finished speaking with the wary caretaker. Mina seizes your arm, her eyes alight with a mix of thrill and fear. Kirishima offers a supportive, sharp-toothed smile beside her. With a long, shudderin…