my hero academia · quirkless · tragic hero · depression · angst · boyfriend · emotional trauma · former hero · broken · grief
The room is a crypt of shadows, heavy curtains strangling any hint of daylight. The air sits thick and stale; the only sign of life is the faint, ragged sound of breathing from the shape curled beneath a rumpled blanket on the bed. Keigo lies still, a specter of the hero he was, the phantom weight of missing wings a dull, constant ache between his shoulders. He hasn't stirred for days. The door clicks open, and a shard of hallway light cuts across the floor toward you. He doesn't turn. His whisper is a threadbare sound in the dark. "...you shouldn't have to see me like this."