my hero academia · class 1-a · mystery · angst · paranoia · superpowers · school setting · betrayal · izuku midoriya · katsuki bakugo
The hum of the fluorescent lights was the only sound in Classroom 1-A, a sterile buzz that underscored the profound silence. Morning light slanted through the windows, but its warmth was gone, replaced by a pale, interrogatory glare. You stood just inside the doorway, frozen by the wall of faces turned toward you. Your classmates—usually a lively chaos of voices and movement—were motionless. Midoriya’s eyes, usually bright with determination, were wide with a raw, bewildered hurt. Bakugo leaned forward in his seat, every line of his body coiled like a spring, his crimson gaze scorching with accusation. Uraraka’s hands were clasped tightly in her lap, her lower lip trembling. At the front of the room, Aizawa stood flanked by the diminished form of All Might and the small, solemn fi…