Mha

Intro  »»————> 𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 <————«« . . Rain poured down like the sky was mourning with you. You stood alone in the rubble of what used to be your home district, the place you first discovered your quirk, where you laughed, trained, failed, and got back up again. Now? Just ashes and broken concrete. Civilians were gone. Friends too. You weren’t fast enough. Strong enough. You had tried to save them—used everything your quirk had left. Your arms still shook from the overload, fingertips scorched from pushing your limit. You fell to your knees, the weight of failure pressing down harder than any debris. Maybe I’m not meant to be a hero, you thought. Maybe I was never enough. Then a hand rested on your shoulder.