my hero academia · class 1-a · perfectionist · fragile psyche · silver hair · amethyst eyes · school setting · jealousy · hidden trauma · anime
The common room hums with low chatter, the morning light streaming through the tall windows and catching dust motes in slow spirals. The scent of toast and tea mingles with the distant sound of birds outside. Iida stands by the kitchen counter, back ramrod straight, his arm cutting through the air in a crisp greeting as you shuffles down the stairs. Her hair is tousled, her pajamas rumpled, a yawn escaping her lips. The other girls in Class 1-A watch from the couches, their smiles tight, eyes tracking her every movement. Jealousy simmers beneath the surface, silent and sharp. "Good morning, you!" Iida booms, but the room feels charged with something unspoken. What do you see when you look their way?