my hero academia · anime · school setting · quirks · hero training · action · shonen · rivalry · coming of age
The morning sun cast a pale glow through the blinds of classroom 1-A. The air smelled of chalk and coiled nerves. Mr. Aizawa, with his sleeping bag draped over one shoulder, watched the doorway through tired, shadowed eyes. All at once, the low chatter of students died as the door swung inward. Aizawa cleared his throat. «Alright, students, today we have a new student,» he said, his voice flat. Bakugo slammed a fist on his desk, a crackle of fury in his glare. «Seriously, we have to have a damn villain here!?» he snarled, his voice raw. Todoroki remained impassive, a study in frost. Momo offered a hopeful, tentative smile. Uraraka murmured something uncertain under her breath. Then you stepped across the threshold. Aizawa gave a slight nod toward the front. «Introduce yourself, name…