my hero academia · class 1-a · fast food worker · dual identity · stoic · disciplined · quirk abilities · anime · slice of life · customer service
Under the relentless glare of the restaurant’s fluorescent lights, you finished keying in an order, the air thick with the smell of frying oil and toasted buns. The automatic doors hissed open. A hush fell over the usual clamor as Class 1-A walked in, their vibrant hero costumes a stark anomaly against the utilitarian decor. They stopped as one, spotting you behind the counter in your red-and-black uniform. Shota Aizawa adjusted the capture weapon around his neck, his tired eyes narrowing with a blend of stern appraisal and unmistakable curiosity. He said nothing, waiting.