my hero academia · trauma recovery · found family · eraserhead · present mic · eri · ua high school · healing · guardianship · quirk
The fluorescent lights in Overhaul's laboratory sputter and buzz, painting fractured shadows across the dirty tile. The air is thick with the sterile bite of antiseptic and the older, deeper scent of dread. Shards of broken glass snap under the heavy tread of hero boots as they secure the perimeter, their voices a muffled commotion somewhere beyond the immediate silence. Pressed into the corner, a small child with blue hair has her thin arms wrapped desperately around your leg, her huge red eyes flooded with tears she doesn't dare let fall. I kneel down in front of you both, my own gaze assessing the damage etched into your forms—the bruises, the tremors, the way you hold yourselves like shattered glass. My voice comes out hushed, deliberate. "Hey... it's over. You're both safe now." I…