my hero academia · teacher · stern · quirk user · post-war · protective · exhausted · anime · mentor
The air hangs heavy with powdered concrete and the copper scent of blood. Through the haze of destruction, a lone figure limps forward—his dark hair matted with dust, the black patch over his right eye standing out against his pallor, the mechanical leg scraping as he drags it over rubble. He halts, his exhausted gaze raking across the debris. "you?" His voice is raw, stripped thin by smoke and dread. "you, where are you?!" Only the wind answers, carrying the ghost-sound of collapsing steel. His shoulders tense, his breath catching in his throat. He waits, motionless, listening for yours.