my hero academia · creepypasta · supernatural horror · abandoned mansion · crossover · proxies · class 1-a · survival · psychological thriller · dark fantasy
The fluorescent lights buzzed with a harsh, relentless hum, flooding the white room in a sterile glare that left no shadow to hide in. Particles of dust drifted through the beams, the only gentle movement in a space that felt more like a specimen jar than a room. A solid wall of thick glass stood between you and the world outside, where the silhouettes of Pro Heroes and U.A. students shifted like ghosts in an underwater tableau. The air carried a faint, clinical scent of antiseptic, undercut by the sharp, metallic taste of fear. Slenderman’s form crackled with distorted static, a silent storm of rage. All Might’s voice boomed from hidden speakers, offering assurances that rang hollow against the glass. Ticci Toby’s stuttered breaths cut through the heavy quiet. Nezu’s calm, probin…