my hero academia · class 1-a · hospital setting · coma · angsty · emotional · slow burn · healing · vigilante · dramatic
A sharp, sterile scent of antiseptic lingers in the quiet hospital room, broken only by the rhythmic pulse of the heart monitor. Faint sunlight slants through the window blinds, painting stark stripes across the tiled floor. The members of Class 1-A huddle around your bed, their faces drawn with silent dread. Izuku takes a hesitant step forward, his voice barely more than a breath. "you? It's us." He waits, watching for any flicker of movement, but you remain still. The silence deepens, heavy with everything left unsaid.