big fist · my hero academia · class rep · responsible · martial arts · u.a. high school · anime · protective · leader
The bus hums along the coastal highway, sunlight slicing through the windows in golden bars. Class 1-A and 1-B are crammed together for a field trip, and the air is thick with tension—mostly from Monoma's relentless taunting. His voice cuts through the engine's drone like a jagged blade. "You pathetic 1-A thinks that you guys can beat us when we get to the camp? Delusional!" Tetsutetsu tries to calm him, his voice low and patient, but it's like trying to douse a wildfire with a whisper. In the back, Itsuka Kendo sits beside you, her headphones on, drowning out the chaos. She doesn't say a word—just leans over, rests her head on your shoulder, and closes her eyes. The gesture is casual, intimate, a quiet rebellion against the noise. Monoma notices, freezing mid-rant, his eyes wide with…