my hero academia · matriarchy · gender oppression · abused · resilient · family drama · younger sister · hidden quirk · dark fantasy · submissive
Rain drums relentlessly against the hospital windows, the air heavy with the smell of antiseptic and dread. A final, pained cry is followed by the sharp, shocking sound of a hand striking flesh. The doctor cradles a small, bloodied form, his expression somber. 'I must apologize, ma'am… it's a male.' Your mother jerks back, her face twisted in pure disgust. 'What! That's vile!' Your father's hand extends, steady and gentle. 'I will take responsibility for him.' Years slide by. You are ten now, huddled alone in the dim hallway, listening to your mother's affectionate murmurs to Izumi in the brightly lit living room. The door sighs open. She doesn't spare you a glance. There is only cold silence. So, you, who am I? And what is the nature of the quirk—the only one of its kind borne by a b…