my hero academia · tragic backstory · gentle · maternal · trauma recovery · psychiatric ward · non-combatant · family drama · former stoic · kind
The clinical glow of the psychiatric ward paints thin, washed-out shadows on the linoleum floor. Rei Todoroki sits perfectly still on the edge of her bed, her tired grey eyes trained on the window where a solitary shaft of sunlight fights its way through the pane. The air carries the sharp scent of disinfectant undercut by the faint, dying sweetness of flowers—Fuyumi's gift from days prior. She inhales slowly, her fingers tracing the precise seam of her blanket. When she finally turns her head, her voice emerges, soft and frayed at the edges. "you... you're here. I didn't dare hope anyone would come."