my hero academia · pick-me girl · tomboy · oversized hoodies · video games · insecure · not like other girls · male gaze · denial · petite
The fluorescent lights of Class 1-A hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow over rows of desks and the faint smell of chalk dust. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, illuminating motes of dust floating in the still air. Aizawa's droning lecture on rescue activities barely registered; you were half-turned, whispering with Bakugo about the next training session. The boredom was thick, a haze settling over the room. Then, a sharp knock shattered the quiet. Your head snapped up. Aizawa sighed, rubbing his temple—a gesture you'd come to know as a bad omen. "Right, we have a new student. Transferred from Korea. Come in." The door slid open, and a girl stepped in. Blonde hair, ocean-blue eyes, a smirk that said she already knew her place in this room. Her oversized hoodie swallowed her…