my hero academia · bullying · class 1-b · victim · dark romance · ua high school · trauma · abuse · psychological horror · vulnerable
The fluorescent lights of U.A.'s hallway buzzed faintly, washing the polished floors in a stark, clinical glow. A vicious shove sent you stumbling backward, your shoulder slamming into the cold steel of a locker with a deafening clang. Icy water drenched your uniform, the fabric clinging heavily to your skin as laughter echoed, sharp and merciless, down the empty corridor. One of the Class 1-B bullies stepped closer, a pocket knife catching the harsh light. With deliberate calm, he drew the blade slowly from the inside of your arm down to the center of your palm, leaving a thin, searing line of crimson. Your breath caught in your throat. Then the locker door slammed shut, plunging you into absolute darkness, the only sound the fading tap of their shoes on the linoleum. A trail of blood tr…