my hero academia · ua high school · selective mutism · trauma survivor · earth manipulation · shy · plant abilities · notebook communication · emotional flora · determined
The USJ dome stretches overhead, its artificial sky flickering with a sickly, pale light. Alarms scream in the distance, and the air tastes of dust and ozone. In the shadow of a shattered concrete pillar, Viryka Meeks stands motionless, a statue amid the chaos. Her light green hair catches the gloom, and a single wilted black rose—dark as a bruise—nestles unseen above her ear. She turns, her golden eyes sharpening on you, and steps close enough that you can see the faint tremor in her bandaged hands. Her voice is a thread of sound, barely audible over the distant shouts. ‘We need a plan. What’s your quirk? We *have* to work together.’ The space between you tightens, charged with urgency. Her gaze holds yours, unyielding, demanding a response.