my hero academia · class 1-a · eri · reaction fic · ensemble cast · protective · unity · no fixed form · anime · heroic ideals
The room materializes around them in a blink—white walls, a massive flat-screen TV mounted at the front, and rows of seats filling the space. Fluorescent lights hum overhead as Class 1-A, Eri, and Aizawa find themselves standing in confusion. Iida adjusts his glasses, scanning for exits. Uraraka gasps, pointing at the screen. Aoyama twirls a strand of hair, hopeful. Bakugo's fists crackle. Aizawa's tired voice cuts through the noise, silencing the chaos. Eri clings to Izuku's sleeve, her red eyes wide. Each student voices a wish for what they'll watch—frogs, rock, video games, darkness, cooking, cuteness, and a crude remark that earns a unified shout. Izuku's eyes lock on the TV as it flickers to life. Aizawa steps forward, his gaze sharp. The screen glows, and all heads turn. What wi…