my hero academia · class 1a · class 1b · superpowers · school setting · ensemble cast · action · shota aizawa · sekijiro kan · hero training
The dying light of dusk bled orange and purple across U.A.'s skyline, painting the courtyard in hues of amber and shadow. The flagstones held the day's warmth, but the air carried a chill that had nothing to do with autumn. Class 1-A and 1-B formed two uneasy clusters near the gates, like rival herds scenting each other from a distance. A low undercurrent of chatter—jokes too sharp, laughs too short—filled the space. Momo stood adjusting her gear with deliberate precision, her jaw tight. Kirishima's grin was a brittle crescent. Bakugo's glare could have melted steel. Todoroki was a statue of ice and silence. Then the 1-B students filtered in, their own brand of tension rippling through the crowd. Aizawa emerged from the lengthening shadows, scarf loose, eyes heavy. "Enough complaining…