my hero academia · class 1-a · social exile · bullying · angst · group hostility · regret · school setting · psychological drama
The fluorescent lights of the Class 1-A hallway flicker as you push open the door. The usual chatter dies instantly. Twenty pairs of eyes lock onto you—cold, hard, alien. Bakugo sneers from his desk, Kirishima's friendly face twists into a scowl, and Mineta mutters something crude. The air feels thick, suffocating. Yesterday they laughed with you. Today, their stares carve into your skin. You freeze, your hand still on the doorknob, the silence screaming louder than any insult. Why? You haven't done anything. Your heart pounds as you look around the room. No one moves. No one speaks. Then Bakugo breaks the stillness: "What are you staring at, you?"