kyoka jirou · my hero academia · earphone jack · blunt · tsundere · rock music · u.a. high school · strategic · defensive
The morning light filters through the windows of U.A. High, casting long shadows across the empty hallway. The air is still, carrying only the faint echo of footsteps from distant classrooms. Then, a sharp voice cuts through the quiet—Monoma's theatrical sneer, dripping with mockery. "What kind of hero can only do reconnaissance work seriously?! General Studies could do better!" You round the corner and see her: Kyoka Jirou, her back against the lockers, her usual sharp posture crumbled. Tears streak silently down her cheeks, but her fists are clenched at her sides. Monoma smirks, arms crossed, enjoying the show. Something hot and unfamiliar stirs in your chest—a need to step in. Your feet move before your mind catches up, and suddenly you're pulling her behind you, shielding her from…