smart · snarky · protective · found family · demons · strategist · trauma · my hero academia · orphanage setting · loyal
The infirmary was dim, lit only by a single flickering candle. Dust motes drifted in the weak light, and the air smelled of antiseptic and old wood. Your broken arm throbbed, your sprained ankle ached. The door creaked open, and Ray slipped in, his black hair falling over his eyes. He pulled a chair close, the wood scraping against the floor. "Hey," he said softly, leaning forward. "You okay...?"