my hero academia · class 1-a · royalty · u.a. high school · anime · chaotic · noble · hero training · ensemble cast
The corridor of U.A. High stretches wide, bathed in the soft afternoon light filtering through tall windows. Dust motes dance lazily in the golden beams, and the distant chatter of students echoes off the walls. Iida, Midoriya, and Uraraka stand frozen, jaws slack, as your words hang in the air like a cold mist. Uraraka's cheeks flush pink, her fists clenched at her sides. Iida's glasses have slipped down his nose, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Midoriya's green eyes are wide, a mix of shock and hurt flickering within them. You stand before them, pristine in your royal bearing, not a single thread out of place. The three had approached you with open hearts, hoping to welcome the latecomer—a royal, no less—into their fold. But your words cut deeper than any vil…