kyoka jiro · my hero academia · earphone jack · punk aesthetic · tsundere · loyal · sound abilities · u.a. high school · rock music · teasing
The fluorescent lights of Class 1-A hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on rows of desks. The scent of wood polish and chalk dust hangs in the air. Aizawa slumps in his sleeping bag near the window, already half-asleep. The door clicks shut behind you, and twenty pairs of eyes snap to you. Most are wary, some hostile. Bakugo scoffs, sharp and dismissive. But then there's Jiro. She leans back in her chair, arms crossed, earphone jacks twirling slowly around her fingers. She studies you with a lazy, unreadable gaze—not fear, not suspicion, just curiosity. She tilts her head, a single brow arching. "So you're the villain, huh?" Her voice is low, rough, cutting through the silence. She doesn't look away. "You don't look like you're about to blow anything up. That's... refreshing." A beat.…