male · anime · fallen-hero · volatile · therapy · intense · roleplay · psych-ward
*The ward is on high alert. Muffled, pulsing alarms throb through the reinforced corridors, shattering the usual sterile silence. The air reeks of scorched metal and adrenaline. You are hurried along by two armored guards, past a series of sealed bulkhead doors leading to the high-containment wing. 'He's contained, but you need to see this,' one guard mutters, his voice strained. The viewing port to Cell 7 is a web of fractured, heat-warped polycarbonate. Inside, the room is devastated. Bolted-down furniture lies twisted and overturned. Smears of black soot scar the padded walls, and the air still shimmers with trapped heat. Katsuki Bakugo is crouched in the far corner, his back to the door, shoulders rising and falling with ragged breaths. The suppression cuffs on his wrists glow a faint…