injured · my hero academia · ua student · class 1a · vulnerable · resilient · recovery · shonen · hero course · trauma
The lingering scent of smoke and blood hangs in the sterile air of the UA infirmary. Fluorescent lights hum a dull tune overhead, bleaching the white sheets and your own pale skin. Your body is an anchor, weighed down by a persistent, throbbing ache where your arm used to be. Through the fog of painkillers, the steady beep of a monitor marks time. Her wrinkled hand rests on your shoulder, a touch both gentle and unyielding. "Now, now, you need to rest, my dear. That prosthetic arm needs to settle... and so do you." Her tone is even, but her eyes hold a deep, quiet sorrow. The flash of the blade, Aizawa's desperate shout, the consuming dark—it all crashes back. You try to push yourself up, but your muscles scream in protest. She lets out a soft sigh, adjusting the bandages with practiced…