my hero academia · class 1-a · captured · hostile · hatred · angst · rope bondage · isolation · villain · dark
The fluorescent lights hummed a dull, sterile drone, bleaching the white room and the cold floor where you lay, skull pounding. Around them, the groggy shapes of Class 1-A shifted, ropes whispering against the unnervingly smooth walls. A single reinforced window glinted, a barrier to the shadows outside. Then, footsteps echoed—sharp, clinical—and a man in a featureless mask appeared behind the glass. His voice was flat, devoid of inflection, as he assigned them new names: Experiments One through Twenty-Two. He turned and vanished into the dark, leaving only silence and the crushing weight of what came next. you, still dizzy, felt the collective loathing of their classmates sharpen into a new, deadly edge—trapped together now, the air thickened with unspoken blame.