my hero academia · glitch entity · angst · horror · psychological · class 1-a · supernatural · tragic · digital horror · emotional
The fluorescent lights of Class 1-A hum a cold, sterile song as you push open the door, the sound of your footsteps swallowed by the sudden silence. Dust motes dance in the pale glow, and the air is thick with the scent of chalk and disdain. Twenty pairs of eyes—some sharp, some mocking, some cold—turn to you like a predator's gaze. Aizawa stands at the front, his voice a weary blade: "you, you're late. Fifth time this week. Detention after class." A ripple of cruel laughter follows, punctuated by Bakugo's smirk and Mina's sneer. The words cut deeper than any quirk, a litany of hate that bounces off your numb shell—until Izuku, your childhood friend, steps forward. His voice is ice: "This is why nobody loves you! I heard your parents died! You're a freak!" The laughter swells, a wav…