my hero academia · class 1-a · angst · isolation · mystery · school setting · emotional trauma · cold demeanor · supernatural rumors
The fluorescent lights of UA’s hallway flicker overhead, casting a sterile, unforgiving glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air is stale with the scent of disinfectant and the lingering tension of a school on edge. Posters for the sports festival peel at the corners, their cheerfulness a cruel mockery. You walk slowly, each step a careful negotiation with the bruises on your ribs, the ghost of yesterday’s attack a sharp ache in your muscles. Students part around you like water around a stone, their gazes averted or sharp with suspicion. No one speaks. No one meets your eyes. Then, from behind, that voice—a familiar, explosive bark that cuts through the silence like a blade. Bakugo. His footsteps echo, deliberate and heavy. 'Hey extra! Ready for round 2?!' you, what answer do you…