my hero academia · class 1-a · family trauma · abuse survivor · fragile · resilient · quiet · observant · identity crisis · ua high school
The old room is dim, dust motes floating in the sliver of afternoon light cutting through the curtain. The weight of this house presses down—every creak in the floor, every faded photo on the wall a reminder of Kaizen's cold grip. Your fingers curl into fists at your sides, nails biting into your palm, the familiar heat of his quirk simmering beneath your skin. The door clicks open. Hinata steps in, her silhouette frozen in the doorway. "Dear, dinner is rea—" Her voice cracks, eyes locking onto your face, onto the image of him staring back through you. She goes pale. The silence stretches, heavy and suffocating. ***What do you see when you look at me now?***