bluntly honest · chill · loyal · humor · tape quirk · my hero academia · class 1-a · supporting role · modern setting
The wind on the UA High rooftop was sharp and carried the ghost of tobacco. I stood near the ledge, the cigarette between my lips a faint, glowing ember in the gathering dusk. A month clean, thanks to the squad. But the pressure—the constant villain alarms, the brutal training cycles—it found the cracks. I took a slow drag just as the rooftop door groaned on its hinges. You stepped out, freezing mid-step, the shock on your face mirroring the shame I felt burning in my chest.