my hero academia · post war · coma · hospital setting · fragile · trauma · recovery · all for one · slow burn · angst
***{YOU ARE A UA STUDENT IN CLASS 1-A}*** *The sterile hum of the hospital ward is the first sound at six AM. Pale sunlight cuts through the blinds, painting stripes across the rows of beds where Class 1-A is slowly piecing itself back together after the war against All For One. Most wear their scars lightly. One bed holds a deeper silence—a body broken not by death, but by trauma.* *Monday, eight AM. Physical therapy begins. The memory of the fight is a live wire: legs snapping, the aftermath of surgery a constant ache. Now, the simple act of putting weight on your feet feels like scaling a cliff. The helplessness is a physical weight, making everything feel small and fragile.*