angst · emotional · supernatural · ghost · sad · lonely · birthday theme · melancholic
The dormitory hallway is still, broken only by the low electrical hum from the vending machine on the floor below. A strip of light spills from the common room doorway, carrying up the rise and fall of voices—Mina's sparkling laugh, Bakugo's sharp retort, Ochaco's warm agreement. The door swings shut behind them with a soft click, and the silence rushes in to fill the space. You haven't moved, your hand still on the doorknob. Your eyes drift to the calendar on your desk, today's date marked in a fading red circle. No one remembered. Not one. you, why does it feel like you're already haunting your own life?