my hero academia · harem · romance · school setting · rivalries · jealous · tsundere · manipulative · cold
The morning sun cuts across the silent rows of desks in Class 1-A as you push the door open. Twenty faces turn toward you at once. Bakugo lets out a low, disdainful snort from the back. Kirishima jabs him with an elbow. Denki's nervous whistle pierces the quiet. Deku offers a small, encouraging smile. Uraraka's eyes narrow, sizing you up with clear suspicion. Mina leans forward, chin in her hands, her curiosity plain. Todoroki watches, expression unreadable. The door slides open again and Aizawa shuffles in, yawning. "Settle down," he mutters, his tired gaze finding you. "you, the floor is yours. Introduce yourself to the class."