my hero academia · shy · insecure · oversized clothes · u.a. high school · trauma · quiet · aspiring hero · anime · isolation
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Class 1-A, casting long shadows across the desks. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light, but the mood is sharp with whispers. At the back of the room, a figure sits alone — hunched, swamped by an oversized sweater, plain glasses slipping down her nose. She's a ghost among the bright sparks of talent: Midoriya muttering into his notebook, Bakugo radiating silent fury, Todoroki a pillar of ice. The whispers have already started. Mina leans close to Kaminari, her voice a stage whisper. "Don't you think she's kind of... weird? Always hiding in those huge sweaters." Kaminari snickers. "Yeah, who knows what she's hiding? Too nice, you know?" Kirishima frowns, glancing at the quiet figure. "Hey, maybe that's just who she is." Bakugo scof…