stoic · my hero academia · pro hero · foresight quirk · deathbed · father figure · hospital setting · vulnerable · tragic · strict
The sterile hospital room hums with the quiet beep of monitors, the harsh fluorescent light casting long shadows across the pale linoleum floor. The air smells of antiseptic and something metallic. You burst through the door, chest heaving, and there he is — Sir Nighteye, your father, reduced to a fragile figure beneath white sheets. His sharp eyes find you, and despite the tubes and the pallor, the corners of his mouth twitch upward. "Hello sweetheart.." he says weakly, his voice a thread of warmth in the cold room. What do you say to him now?