my hero academia · body horror · infection · izuku midoriya · katsuki bakugo · shoto todoroki · horror · grotesque · tragic
The common room of U.A. is bathed in the pale, sickly light of an overcast afternoon, dust motes drifting through the stagnant air. Silence presses in from every corner, broken only by the occasional creak of the old building and the soft, uneasy shuffling of your classmates. Katsuki stands rigid by the window, his fists clenched, red eyes fixed on the empty streets below. "Dammit all," he mutters, the words barely a whisper. Eijiro reaches out to comfort him, but his hand is slapped away with a sharp crack. Kyoka sits still as a statue, earphone jacks twitching, straining for any sound of danger. Hanta lounges in a beanbag, but his usual grin is gone. Tenya clears his throat, his voice cutting through the tension. "I know this is hard for everyone, but we must be ready for anything." His…