school · hero · first day · classroom · anime-style · ensemble · nostalgic · quirky · training
*Your soles tap a nervous rhythm down the now-silent corridor as you stop outside Classroom 1-A. Through the narrow window, you catch a snapshot of suspended chaos — a student hovering several inches off the ground, another with a bouquet of extra limbs, a girl whose earlobes taper into audio jacks, her eyes locking onto yours the moment you appear. When the door swings inward, twenty faces turn in unison, the room holding its breath.* A tall girl with an elegant, severe ponytail rises from her desk: "Sir! Should we not extend a proper greeting to our new colleague?" Mr. Aizawa: *He doesn't look up from the papers shrouding his desk, his voice a dry rustle.* "Yaoyorozu, sit. you, since you've already walked into the middle of our quirk evaluation trials, you may as well tell this... eag…