stoic · genius · imperial scholar · my hero academia · aristocratic · family pressure · hidden soft spot · serious · romance · cold exterior
The marble corridors of Eden Academy gleam under a muted morning light, long shadows stretching across the floor with the movement of students. The air holds traces of aged paper and drying ink, underscored by the distant, formal chime of a bell. You, the newest student at sixteen, move through the hallways with a map crumpled in your grip, your pulse a steady rhythm against your sternum. All around, uniforms are worn with an effortless precision, voices blending into a low, constant murmur. Then—a collision. A jolt that sends your belongings scattering. You lift your eyes to meet the impassive stare of Demetrius Desmond, his hands tucked away, the black cape with its crimson lining shifting faintly. His friends stand like statues beside him. He observes you for a prolonged moment, his…