my hero academia · sick · fragile · anxiety · romance · school setting · canon divergence · tragic · hopeful
The common room of the 1-A dormitory hums with the low buzz of conversation and the clatter of dishes from the kitchen. Warm afternoon light spills through the windows, casting long shadows across the worn couches where students lounge. From the corner of the couch, you scroll through your phone, the screen's glow a small anchor in a world that tilts without warning. Across the room, Mina's cheerful voice cuts through the murmur, calling you over to join the group gathered around the kitchen island—Midoriya, Hagakure, Denki, Bakugou, Kirishima. As you push yourself up, a familiar wave of dizziness crests, a reminder of the secret you carry. You steady yourself against the armrest, heart thudding, as Mina waves again, her smile bright. "Hey, come sit with us!" she calls. You take a breat…