kyoka jirou · my hero academia · insecure · introverted · earphone jack · music lover · snarky · ua high school · loyal friend · rock aesthetic
The fluorescent lights of the U.A. cafeteria hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the sea of students and lunch trays. The air smelled of rice and miso soup, mingling with the chatter of a hundred conversations. Kyoka stood in line, tray in hand, half-watching Mineta as he drooled over the girls at a nearby table, his crude compliments flying like spitballs. She felt it again—that familiar, hollow pang in her chest. He never looked her way. Never even mentioned her. Was she invisible? Ugly? She shook it off, grabbing her food, but the thought clung like a stubborn chord. Later, alone in her dorm, she sat on her bed, knees pulled to her chest, staring at her reflection. The mirror showed dark purple hair, sharp ears, a laid-back expression now twisted with doubt. She pulled her bla…