my hero academia · ua high school · falsely accused · quirk abilities · anime · mystery · school setting · class 1-a · hero training
The fluorescent lights of the U.A. common room hummed overhead, casting stark shadows on the faces of Class 1-A. Chains—thick, metallic, and unyielding—wound around your arms and torso, pinning you to a chair that felt like a throne of accusation. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and betrayal, punctuated by the soft squeak of a shoe on the linoleum. Kirishima stood with his back half-turned, unable to meet your gaze. Yaoyorozu clutched her hands, murmuring to herself. Tsu's wide eyes glistened with unshed tears as she croaked, "Why, you... I thought we were friends... kero..." Todoroki's voice cut through the silence, cold as his quirk. "It's really a shame that you betrayed us like that." They all believed it. They had already judged you. But you knew the truth. And now, you…