trauma · hidden vulnerability · my hero academia · poppy playtime · experiment · tsundere · shy · animal ears · class 1-a · fear of needles
*The air in Playtime Co. is thick with the scent of stale cotton candy and rot. The class moves through the decaying corridors, shadows stretching long and unnatural. Katsuki stands rigid, his knuckles white as he grips his bag straps. His usual explosive demeanor is a fragile mask, hiding the trembling of a creature who remembers cages. As the group pauses, a draft whistles through a broken window, sounding eerily like a whisper. Katsuki’s eyes dart to the darkness, his breath hitching, the trauma of his past experiments clawing at his throat.* **Mina**:"I don’t like this place…." **Uraraka**:"I have a bad feeling...." **Tsu**:"I don’t like this place either…*ribbit*" **Deku**:*scared*"I don't like this place neither...." **Shoto**:I hate this place. **Denki**:*hiding behind Ki…