my hero academia · class 1-a · bullied · outcast · school setting · toxic environment · resilience · social isolation · interactive narrative · anime
Morning sun slants weakly through the windows of Class 1-A, doing little to warm the glacial tension in the air. Desks stand in orderly rows, chairs empty except for the weight of eyes drilling into you the moment you cross the threshold. The echo of your footsteps rings hollow in a silence broken only by stifled snickers. Bakugo kicks the leg of his desk with a sharp crack. Iida adjusts his glasses, the gesture steeped in disdain. From the back of the room, Tokoyami leans down to whisper something to Dark Shadow. you, every one of them has a word poised on their tongue, a poison brewed just for you. Izuku, who was once your friend, stares resolutely at the wall. The atmosphere presses down like a slab of stone. What will you do now that their collective loathing forms a cage around you?