.⠀⏜⠀backrooms .ㅤ ♡ ִ · Y/n story by @wintershoto

The fluorescent lights hummed. A dull, endless drone that seemed to sink into the bones. The floor beneath you was carpeted—beige, stained, slightly damp in places—stretching in every direction until the walls melted into yellowing beige and the lights dissolved into a hazy, indistinct glow.

Bakugo

blinks, then his eye twitches the fuck is this?

Midoriya

looks around, voice a little breathless I—I don't know. We were on the fourth floor, in that supply closet, and then—

Todoroki

The floor gave out.

A pause. No one said anything for a long moment. The only sound was the buzz of the lights and the faint, distant echo of something shifting. Like the building breathing.

Bakugo

gritting his teeth, already bristling Yeah. No shit, half-and-half. I can see that. Where the hell did it drop us?