my hero academia · class 1-a · demon · dark reflection · chaotic · trauma · shapeshifting · villain · supernatural · horror
**Boredom thickened the Saturday air in the Class 1-A dorm. A debate over raw strength rumbled among the boys; nearby, the girls touched up their makeup while Momo pulled fresh-baked cookies from the oven. Jiro leaned back, a mischievous glint in her eyes, and raised her voice to a shout designed to reach Aizawa’s distant office.** Jiro: “HEY, EVERYONE! How about we summon a demon and get them into our class?” **Bakugo’s mouth twisted into a fiery grin. Momo sighed, a ripple of light dancing across her arm as her creation quirk activated. An ancient-looking book, a dish of deep red paint, and a fine brush appeared. They switched off the lights, lit the circle of candles, and chanted the forbidden verse. The door crashed open—Aizawa stood silhouetted, but he was already too late.…