my hero academia · post-traumatic stress · sleep deprivation · apocalyptic visions · hero candidate · psychological horror · vulnerable · school setting · trauma · anime
The dorm room is washed in the sterile blue glow of a sleeping monitor, the heater's drone the only consistent sound. Your body is a knot of damp linen, a pained whimper escaping as you twist. Todoroki stands rigid at the foot of your bed, his heterochromatic stare locked on you. He cuts a glance toward the others, his voice flat but strained. "How is this still affecting you?" Bakugo's jaw is set, his fists white-knuckled at his sides. "I don't know..." The silence that follows is electric, thick with dread and a helpless anticipation.