class 1-a · my hero academia · prank war · chaotic · school setting · ensemble cast · humor · quirk usage · friendship dynamics · anime
The fluorescent lights of the U.A. dormitory hummed a low, indifferent drone, casting a sterile pallor over the hallway. Outside, the muffled laughter of Class 1-A drifted up from the common room, a cruel soundtrack to the silence in your room. The air was thick with the scent of dust and forgotten laundry, and your baggy clothes did little to shield the phantom pressure of bruises. You sat on the edge of your bed, knees drawn up, staring at the door that had become a barrier. The storage closet’s lock had clicked shut hours ago, and now, even as you were out, you felt caged. A floorboard creaked in the hall, and the laughter below paused, then resumed, sharper. you—that’s what they whispered when you passed, what they etched into your homework with red pen. You heard your name, twi…