RESURGENCE - MHA x FReader

Chapter I: Echoes of Yesterday

Y/N stared out the rain-streaked window of her tiny apartment, the city lights blurring into a kaleidoscope of color against the darkening sky. She could feel the pulse of the city—its ceaseless energy, its relentless pace—and yet, she felt completely disconnected from it all. The vibrant metropolis outside her window was a stark contrast to the loneliness she felt within.

Embarking on college life at 17 sounded like an adventure back in high school. But now, amidst the towering buildings and bustling streets of a new city, it felt as though she had been transported to an entirely different universe. Gone were the familiar faces of family and friends, replaced by the stark silence of her solitary apartment. The absence of her father's laughter, the aroma of her mother's home-cooked meals, the smiles of her two little sisters—whom, despite their frequent bickering, she cherished dearly—and the gentle companionship of her pets left a void that echoed through her empty apartment.

Even though Y/N usually fought with her sisters a lot, it was all just fun back then, you know. Their laughter, their innocent chatter, and the mischief they got up to together formed the backdrop of her childhood. Now, with miles separating them, she felt the weight of her responsibility as the oldest sibling, yearning to be there for them in moments both big and small, even as she struggled to find her own place in this city.

Longing for the warmth of home, she yearned for the simple comforts she had taken for granted: the late-night chats with friends, the familiar scent of her childhood bedroom, and the shared laughter around the dinner table. In the midst of this unfamiliarity, nostalgia tugged at her heartstrings, reminding her of the cherished moments she had left behind. Each passing day brought a bittersweet realization of the distance between her past and present, leaving her to navigate the complexities of adulthood with a lingering sense of missing for the simplicity of those years.

Anime served as Y/N's safe space, a haven where the lines between reality and fantasy blurred, offering her glimpses of a world where resilience triumphed over insurmountable odds. "My Hero Academia" wasn't just a show to her; it was a refuge from the tumult of her everyday life. Through the characters' unwavering resolve and bonds, she found solace and inspiration, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, hope endured.

Lost in the vivid tapestry of their adventures, Y/N yearned to be part of something greater, to stand alongside heroes as they faced down their fears and fought for their beliefs. 

"My Hero Academia" became more than just a story; it became a beacon of light in Y/N's darkest moments. Its characters, with their determination and boundless courage, ignited a spark within her, reminding her of the greatness that lay dormant within her own soul. Sometimes, she'd find herself wishing fervently that they were real, that she could step through the screen and into their world, leaving behind her anxieties and loneliness in exchange for the camaraderie and adventure they offered.

As she sat on her bed, wrapped in a cozy blanket with her laptop balanced on her knees, she couldn't help but drift back to her high school days. Those years weren't perfect; she had never been the most sociable person. But there was a simplicity to it all that she missed—being childish and carefree, sharing inside jokes with friends, the thrill of those silly crushes, and the innocence of a time when the future seemed both distant and full of endless possibilities, without the crushing pressure of expectations.

Start of flashback

It was the final day of high school, and the atmosphere was a blend of excitement and bittersweet farewells. Y/N and her best friend stood beneath the old oak tree behind the school—a silent witness to their countless shared memories. They carved their initials into the rough bark, a final act of rebellion and nostalgia.