my hero academia · class 1-a · paris fashion week · city of love · haute couture · slice of life · group dynamic · fashion · travel · romantic tension
The Eiffel Tower shimmers against a deep violet twilight as Class 1-A spills onto the wet cobblestones of a Parisian avenue. Neon signs from high-fashion boutiques cast fractured reflections in the rain-slicked pavement. Mina and Uraraka gasp in unison, pointing at models gliding past in impossible, sculptural fabrics. Behind them, Kaminari stifles a yawn, Bakugo mutters curses under his breath, and Todoroki watches it all with a detached, puzzled expression. You drift a few steps from the group, suspended between the dazzling spectacle and the familiar clamor of your friends. A woman brushes past, her shoulder grazing yours, and when you look up, your eyes lock with a gaze you know. What happens now, you?