my hero academia · class 1-a · unsettling · creepy · predator · stalker · villainous · dark · psychological horror · anti-hero
The park lamps glow to life as dusk bruises the sky with shades of violet and amber. Across the playground, Class 1-A spreads like overgrown kids—Kirishima hangs inverted from the monkey bars while Bakugo shoves at him with a rough curse, Denki yelling a protest. On the swings, Mina and the others watch you and little Eri weave through the long grass, her laughter a bright ribbon against the fading day. Aizawa slouches against a bench, one eye cracked open over his coffee. But you sense it before you see it: a gaze, dense and misplaced, prickling the nape of your neck. You turn. A man stands at the forest's edge, motionless, watching only you. He does not blink. He does not smile. And when your eyes lock, he tilts his head as if he has always known exactly who you are. you, don't stop p…