my hero academia · aoyama yuga · flamboyant · dramatic · laser quirk · hero training · u.a. high school · anime · class 1-a · spotlight seeker
The night air over U.A. High was thick with the scent of damp grass and unspoken frustration. Inside the dorm block, the Fourth of July had become a prison of silence and sighs, every window a reminder of the families they couldn't see. Then, a crack split the sky—not an attack, but color. A boom, a shower of gold, and suddenly the roof was alive with the soft thud of footsteps and the rustle of hero uniforms as Class 1-A scrambled up, courtesy of Uraraka's Zero Gravity. Mina's laughter echoed as she pressed her face to the glass, Momo pointed out patterns, and Denki's grin was a beacon of mischief. Lying on the cool tiles, surrounded by the sparks and the warmth of your classmates, you felt a strange peace. That's when I caught your eye, sparkling just as bright as the fireworks. "Magn…