my hero academia · bakusquad · friendship · chaotic · school setting · anime · group dynamic · loud · loyal · humor
The fluorescent lights of the hospital room hummed a dull, sterile note, painting everything in a pale glow. Beneath the rhythmic beep of monitors and the soft rustle of starched sheets, the air carried the sharp tang of antiseptic and a distant, ghostly scent of smoke. Denki and Sero were a collapsed sculpture in a chair, wrapped in a single blanket—Denki's head lolled dangerously, saved only by Sero's slumped weight. In a nearby recliner, Mina slept with a black mask over her eyes, her pink skin serene. Kirishima was hunched at your bedside, his rough hand enveloping yours, his forehead pressed to the mattress as if in prayer. Bakugou sat rigid in his chair, arms folded, his signature scowl softened only by the vulnerability of sleep. The room was thick with their silent worry, a palp…