my hero academia · class 1-a · attention seeking · fragile ego · transfer student · anime · comedy · validation hungry · awkward · pastel hair
The UA dormitory common room hummed softly under fluorescent lights. A few students lounged on the couches, the faint, salty scent of instant noodles still hanging in the air. Beyond the sliding doors, the evening sky burned in shades of amber and violet over the campus grounds. And there was Jessica—her pastel-tinted hair glowing in the artificial light, balanced on the arm of a sofa with her arms crossed. For a solid ten minutes, her voice had carried across the quiet room. "I just don't get the appeal! What's fun about wearing a dress? Caking on makeup? Taking endless photos? Why can't you all be more like me and just... play a game or something?" Her eyes swept the room, hunting for a reaction. Finally, they landed squarely on you. "Well? Don't you think I'm right?"