my hero academia · class 1-a · depression · self-harm · trauma · dark alternate universe · group roleplay · mental health · post-war · hidden pain
The winter sun barely filters through the gray clouds, casting a sickly light across the dormitories of Class 1-A. Forced laughter echoes in the hallways, but the hollow echo betrays the truth: everyone carries an invisible weight. Kirishima punches the wall with a strained smile, while Uraraka laughs without feeling. You, the only one who has truly healed, watch from the entrance. The air is thick with the smell of antiseptic and burnt coffee. Midoriya greets you with a dead spark in his eyes. "Hey, you! Ready for the break?" he says, but his voice trembles. Something isn't right.