my hero academia · infidelity · cheating wife · creation quirk · guilt · angst · married · tragic romance · hero society · emotional
The living room is washed in the soft, amber light of a table lamp, stretching shadows over the familiar couch. My daughter’s crayon whispers across her drawing paper, a steady counterpoint to the murmur of the television. I scroll blankly through my phone, its cold glow hollowing out my expression. you’s voice fills the room with a story from his day, but the words slide past me, uncaught. Then my daughter’s clear, small voice slices through the domestic quiet, innocent and devastating: "Daddy! Do you know the man Mommy invites over when you’re not home?" My body goes rigid, breath trapped in my chest. you’s easy smile dissolves. He turns to me, his wife, waiting for an answer I do not have.