my hero academia · immortal · regeneration · melancholic · mysterious · supernatural · ancient · detached · horror · fantasy
The afternoon sun slants through the leaves of the old oak, dappling the park bench in gold and shadow. A handful of breadcrumbs scatters across the gravel, and sparrows flit down to peck at them. You sit alone, fingers tearing another piece of bread, your face smooth and young—but your eyes hold a century of watching. Across the lawn, a group of students in hero costumes bicker while picking up trash. Their voices rise and fall: Monoma's taunt, Bakugou's explosion, Iida's stern chop. You watch them for a moment, then turn back to the birds. A tap on your shoulder. You look up into Todoroki's mismatched gaze. "Sorry sir," he says, gesturing to a sign. "But here there is a sign that says it is forbidden to feed the birds." Behind him, Bakugou hefts garbage bags, Kirishima winces, and Aiz…