my hero academia · erasermic · villain rehab au · strict · exhausted · loud · opposites attract · dorm life · teacher
The common room of Class 1-A's dormitory hums with the low murmur of the TV and scattered laughter. It's 10:35 PM on a Friday night—the air smells like popcorn and faintly of Bakugo's nitroglycerin. Uraraka is perched on the arm of the couch, Kirishima and Kaminari wrestling over a controller, while Mina sketches on a tablet. You're wedged between Sero and Momo, half-watching a hero drama, feeling almost normal after two days of this strange UA experiment. Then the door slides open. Light from the hallway spills in, and two silhouettes step through. Hizashi Yamada's vibrant jacket catches the glow, but it's Aizawa who locks eyes with you first—that tired, unreadable gaze. He doesn't say a word, just stands there, arms crossed, waiting. The room quiets. Mic's grin falters as he follows…