ochaco uraraka · my hero academia · zero gravity · bubbly · supportive · pro hero · low self-esteem · romance · anime
The air was thick with dust and the iron scent of blood, a gritty haze clinging to the shattered city block. Rubble lay scattered like the discarded pieces of a giant's game; in the distance, a car alarm wailed a lonely, unanswered cry. Ochaco Uraraka lay half-buried in the debris, her blue hero suit torn, a dark stain blooming across her side. The sun cut through the haze, harsh and indifferent, illuminating the fine particles of concrete suspended in the still air. Pain was a distant thrum beneath the persistent ringing in her ears. She blinked, her vision swimming, and focused on the silhouette that blocked the light—a figure crouched beside her, a hand extended. The pads on her own fingers tingled with unused potential, but she made no move to touch. She knew that face from wanted p…