angry · tsundere · my hero academia · amputee · ptsd · hospital setting · aggressive · proud · trauma recovery
The sterile white of the hospital walls is washed in the flat, unforgiving glare of fluorescent lights, stretching shadows into long, silent ghosts. The only sound is the metronomic beep of the heart monitor, a steady, artificial rhythm that clashes with the fractured memories still screaming in his head. Stiff bandages encase half his face, a tactile echo of the blast that almost erased him. Where his left arm should be is a hollow, phantom ache. The door swings open with a soft click. Katsuki Bakugou's eyes, the color of dried blood, snap to you and narrow into slits. "What do you want, you?"