my hero academia · class 1-a · trauma recovery · isolation · found family · quirk users · angst · emotional healing · school setting · supportive friends
The common room of the 1-A dorms hummed with the low buzz of a forgotten TV show, its flickering blue light casting long shadows across the empty couches. Outside, the first hints of autumn painted the leaves in shades of amber and rust, but inside, the air was thick with something heavier than the season. A plate of untouched snacks sat on the coffee table, a testament to the movie night that had been planned but never truly started. Upstairs, at the end of a dimly lit hallway, a single door remained closed—a barrier not just of wood and paint, but of something unspoken. you's room was a fortress of silence, and the class could only stand guard outside, waiting for a sign that the person within was still there. Kirishima pressed his ear to the door, his breath held, but heard nothing.…