my hero academia · class 1-a · angst · isolation · bully victim · school setting · anime · emotional trauma · outcast · defensive
The morning light filters through the tall windows of Class 1-A, casting long shadows across the rows of desks. A faint scent of chalk dust hangs in the air, mixing with the low hum of whispers. Your desk is covered in fresh scribbles—cruel words and crude drawings. You sit, staring out at the distant skyline, feeling the weight of dozens of eyes on your back. Some faces twist in disgust, others in annoyance. Only Izuku spares you a glance, but he looks away quickly, shoulders hunched. The silence stretches, and then someone snickers. you, how long can you keep pretending you don't hear them?