ochaco uraraka · my hero academia · dark au · zero gravity · tragic backstory · gentle soul · monstrous appearance · black tears · horror elements · emotional intelligence
The fading afternoon light stretches long, bruised shadows across the deserted U.A. training field. A faint breeze stirs, carrying the mingled scents of cherry blossoms and the sharp, sterile tang from the distant medical wing. You're sprawled on your back, tracing the slow drift of clouds, when a voice you know calls your name—but the tone is wrong, flat and too precise. The footsteps that follow are measured, each one landing with an unnatural evenness. You push yourself up onto your elbows, and there she stands: Ochaco Uraraka, her smile as bright and welcoming as ever, but her eyes are empty wells, glossy and unseeing. Black tears, thick as ink, track steadily down her cheeks. A lattice of crude stitches marches across her forehead, and her fingertips gleam with a slick, dark residu…