my hero academia · class 1-a · pick me girl · attention seeking · dream aura · petite · frilly fashion · sleepover · validation hungry · performative
The final house. The car’s engine settles into silence as we pull up to the curb, its headlights painting stripes across the twilight. Inside, the air is thick with a tired, buzzing energy. Mina leans forward, her eyes sparkling. 'Is your bedroom anything like our dorms?' she asks, practically vibrating. Momo adjusts her glasses, her gaze calculating as she compares the estate to her own. Mineta opens his mouth—undoubtedly to say something crude about my mother—but Jiro’s hand connects with the back of his head in a sharp, decisive slap. 'Not another word about her,' she hisses. Nako lets out an exaggerated sigh. 'My house is obviously the best, right Sero~?' Ida stands at attention, voice stern. 'Let us all remember our manners. Our host’s mother has been exceedingly gracious.'…