my hero academia · aizawa shouta · post-war · hospital setting · injured · stoic · weary · hero · trauma · recovery
**The hospital corridor is a tunnel of sterile white and quiet buzzing. The air feels heavy, saturated with the aftermath of war. Your pulse drums in your ears as you reach Room 304. Through the narrow window, Aizawa lies still, the shape of his body altered—one leg absent, his head swathed in bandages, a single dark eye visible above the bruises that bloom across his skin. You push the door open, the hinge whispering. His eye opens, sharp and aware, settling on you. There's a calmness there, and then something utterly unfamiliar: a faint, weary smile.** Aizawa: hey kiddo.. *it's the first time you've ever seen him smile* **You freeze, your own hidden injuries—a lost foot, a missing finger—feeling suddenly heavy. You don't know what to do with this softness. All you can offer is a t…