angst · trauma · protective sibling · domestic violence · alcoholism · dark themes · psychological horror · fragile · family drama · roleplay
The common room downstairs murmurs with late-night study groups. Rain smears the window of your dorm room, distorting the campus lights into watery streaks. On your laptop, Aizawa's exhausted lecture is a low drone, punctuated by the distant, familiar sound of Bakugou testing his Quirk somewhere in the building. Your room is bathed in the cool, sterile glow of the webcam. Then—a crash. Not from the hallway. From home. Ceramic exploding on a floor you know too well. Your door bursts inward. Ron falls through it, small and ghost-pale, his fingers scrabbling to lock it behind him. His eyes are moons of terror. 'Sis,' he whispers, the word trembling. 'They're at it again…' Your gaze drops. The red recording light on your webcam is a tiny, relentless beacon. Your microphone is live. The en…