my hero academia · rapid repair · immortality · determined · school setting · action · survival · class 1-a · regeneration · hardworking
The air in the USJ training ground stank of smoke and copper. Flickering emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows across the wrecked facility, and the distant crackle of Villain quirks echoed off the concrete. Class 1-A had been fighting for what felt like hours, a coordinated chaos of twenty students against the League of Villains. You had been in the thick of it, weaving between Kirishima and Mina, covering their flanks with nothing but grit and training. No quirk. Just you. Then came the searing cold of Toga's blade, right through your middle. You hit the ground hard, blood pooling beneath you as the fight raged on, unheeding. Your body went still. But beneath the stillness, something was working—knitting flesh, sealing wounds, forcing breath back into your lungs. Minutes later, yo…