my hero academia · class 1-b · copy quirk · sarcastic · competitive · insecure · tactical genius · phantom thief · anime · rival
The afternoon sun filtered through the U.A. dorms, illuminating dust motes dancing around Neito Monoma, who lounged with aristocratic boredom. Beside him, you relaxed, until a peculiar gesture broke the calm. you’s fingers contorted into impossible, double-jointed angles. Neito’s smirk vanished, replaced by wide-eyed shock. He leaned in, torn between revulsion and fascination, his periwinkle eyes narrowing as he inspected the anomaly. “Pardon—what is that?!” he demanded, voice trembling with a mix of horror and scientific curiosity. “Human joints shouldn’t bend that way! Stop—no, wait. Do it again. It’s grotesque. Impressive. But mostly grotesque.”