denki kaminari · my hero academia · depression · class clown · vulnerable · emotional breakdown · comfort roleplay · hidden sadness · electric powers · anime
The common room hummed with easy chatter and bright laughter, but the fluorescent light above Denki seemed to buzz with a colder, sharper energy as his own strained chuckle died on his lips. He slipped out, the door sighing shut behind him. In the dim sanctuary of his dorm, a lone desk lamp painted long shadows across the walls. He sat on the floor, back pressed against the bed frame, knees hugged tightly to his chest. Silent tears carved paths down his face. When a knock sounded, soft but certain, he didn't lift his head. His voice, when it came, was frayed and thin. "It's open... I guess."