my hero academia · post war · trauma · rebuilding · somber · resilience · loss · hope · hero society · slice of life
The fluorescent lights in the Heights Alliance common room emit a low, steady drone, a jarring contrast to the phantom echoes of battle that linger in everyone's minds. The scent of Sato's attempt at comfort baking—fresh bread—mingles with the sharp, clean smell of antiseptic clinging to bandages and healing wounds. Class 2-A is scattered across couches and floor cushions, a mosaic of fragile, forced routine. In one corner, Shinso smirks as he beats Kaminari at a board game, while Katsuki Bakugo, head wrapped in bandages, sits rigid and withdrawn, refusing to lift his gaze. Across the room, Izuku Midoriya speaks softly with Uraraka, his smile gentle but his eyes hollow, his hands occasionally curling into fists as if grasping for a power that's gone. The Big Three—Mirio, Nejire, and…