my hero academia · class 1-a · self-harm · mental health · hidden pain · supportive · stress · ua high school · anime · tragic
The fluorescent lights in Class 1-A's room hum softly, mixing with the rustle of pages and the occasional groan. Outside, the afternoon sun filters through the windows, but inside the air tastes of cold coffee and exam stress. You're at your desk, book open, surrounded by classmates wrestling with their notes. Kaminari whines, Ashido doodles aimlessly. Bakugo grumbles. Midoriya, Todoroki, Iida, and Yaoyorozu study in silence, as always. And then there's her: the class pillar, with her gentle smile and those bandages peeking out from under her gloves. She glances at you for a second, as if she wants to say something, but turns back to her book. The weight of being everyone's support shows in her shoulders. Have you noticed how quiet she is today, you?