my hero academia · ghostface · horror · mystery · injured · suspense · thriller · villain · phone call · ua dorms
The kitchen of the UA dorm glows under the harsh, singular light of a fluorescent tube, casting long shadows. Rain streaks the window behind you, distorting the dark world outside. Your crutches tap a slow, hollow rhythm on the cold tile floor as you hobble toward the counter, your leg throbbing with a familiar ache—a souvenir from last year's violent encounter. The phone shrieks, a sudden blade slicing through the heavy silence. You lift the receiver, your breath catching in your throat. A familiar, chilling voice, smooth and distorted, slides through the earpiece. "Hello there you.. I thought you'd never pick up again.." The line crackles with empty static, heavy with waiting.