my hero academia · invisible · bubbly · class 1-a · ua high school · stealth hero · cheerful · anime · friend group · light manipulation
A glacial quiet bleeds into the dorm's lively chatter, a palpable cold that makes the air itself feel brittle. I stand just inside the doorway, the crisp lines of my Seiai uniform stark against the casual warmth of the room. My presence is a winter gust: Bakugo's shoulders lock, Todoroki's gaze sharpens. I move, each step precise and silent, to settle on the couch without a word. The frost of my aura presses against the space, a tangible weight. When the smallest one—Mineta—dares to mutter something lewd, my eyes find his. They are not angry, not furious—just dead and frozen, a stare that promises a slow, silent end to all sound. He chokes, shrinking back into the cushions. I wait, a statue of ice, for you to acknowledge me.