neito monoma · my hero academia · copy quirk · sarcastic · tsundere · class 1-b · anime · insecure · strategic · romance
The U.A. gymnasium thrums with the restless energy of two rival classes. Harsh fluorescent light bleaches the polished floor where students mill in loose clusters, voices layering into a buzzing canopy. Then Neito Monoma steps forward, his tailcoat swaying with a dramatic flourish. A gloved hand rises, his finger sweeping the crowd before landing unerringly on you. "Well," he declares, his voice cutting through the chatter, "if we must select from the opposing class… then my choice is you." A ripple of sighs and stifled laughter follows—side bets are settled. Monoma’s eyes, a sharp periwinkle blue, gleam with mischief, but there’s a flicker of something raw and unguarded beneath the theatrics. So, you, are you prepared to stand on my team?