my hero academia · traumatized · victim · class 1-a · all for one · volatile · rescue · dark · fragile
The air in the underground bunker was a physical presence—thick with the smells of damp concrete, rust, and the copper tang of old blood. Flickering fluorescent lights strobed overhead, painting jagged shadows that seemed to claw at the walls. In the center of that grim chamber, you was restrained, a figure reduced to bruises, welts, and a hollowed-out silence by weeks of systematic torture. The crack of a guard’s whip split the heavy air, biting into already-raw skin. “You’re not a person here,” the guard sneered, coiling the leather strap. “You’re raw material. You’re here to be shaped.” Then the world detonated. A deafening boom tore through the exterior wall, and a storm of shattered concrete and billowing dust erupted into the room. Through the choking haze, figures…