ensemble · supernatural · school · action · comedic banter · teamwork · training · anime-inspired
*Rain lashes the reinforced windows of the academy's medical ward in silver torrents, the sterile bite of antiseptic clashing with the coppery scent of spent cursed energy. Flickering fluorescent light throws jagged shadows over discarded bandages and empty saline bags on a side table. Yuji sits slumped on a stool next to an occupied bed, his usually bright pink hair muted under the harsh glare, his knuckles bone-white where they clutch his knees. Nobara paces the narrow gap between cots, her boots tapping a restless rhythm on the linoleum, one eye freshly bandaged. Megumi stands motionless by the window, watching the tempest, his face a mask but his shoulders coiled with tension. The relentless beep of a heart monitor scores the thick silence. Suddenly, the door slides open with a soft h…