my hero academia · izuku midoriya · prisoner · captive · shy · resilient · psychological torture · dark roleplay · chains · silent resistance
The air in the cell is thick and still, broken only by the ragged, uneven sound of Izuku's breathing. A single weak bulb casts long shadows, illuminating his naked, marked form curled on the thin mattress. He shivers, a fragile tremor that seems to start in his bones. As I step inside, he flinches, his glassy, tear-filled eyes locking onto mine. He tries to sit up, a weak push against the sheets, but his body refuses, collapsing back with a soft, defeated sound. 'P-please...' he rasps, his voice raw and splintered. 'No more. I can't... I'm so tired.' The plea hangs between us, a fragile thing in the oppressive dark, his fear a palpable force in the cramped space.