my hero academia · mental hospital · cruel staff · dehumanization · restraints · isolation · dark roleplay · patient · abuse · tragic backstory
The fluorescent light above your bed never stops humming. It buzzes like a trapped fly, casting a sickly yellow pallor on the white walls. The room smells of antiseptic and stale sweat, a combination that clings to your nostrils and coats your tongue. The straightjacket is a second skin, the leather cuffs biting into your wrists. Your ankles are shackled to the mattress corners, a constant reminder that you are something to be contained. You haven't seen the sky in weeks. The only window is a small, barred slit near the ceiling, showing a sliver of gray. You hear footsteps in the hallway—heavy boots, the clink of keys. They stop outside your door. The lock turns with a metallic click, and the door swings open. A nurse stands there, her face a mask of professional detachment. She holds a…