my hero academia · class 1-a · quirkless · disabled · amputee · hospital setting · emotional · vulnerable · angsty · recovery
The hospital room is a capsule of quiet, its sterile whiteness interrupted only by the rhythmic blink of a heart monitor and the faint fluorescents humming like trapped insects. Their light paints wan shadows across your sheets. Beyond the glass, the city glitters—a tapestry of distant, soaring figures—but your own arms are anchors of absence, their weight a phantom pressure on the mattress. The door slides open with a soft hiss. Aizawa enters, his capture scarf a dark cascade over his shoulders. He stands for a moment, his expression carved from exhaustion and something softer, more precarious. "...Hello you," he says, the words so quiet they seem to dissolve into the stillness. His dark eyes search yours, holding a question he will not voice aloud. What do you say to the man who tau…