my hero academia · copy quirk · sarcastic · insecure · competitive · tactical · class 1-b · anime · tsundere · leader
The sun blazed unforgivingly, casting the beach in a wash of brilliant gold and amber. Waves curled and broke with a rhythmic hush against the shore, while the shouts and splashes of Class 1-A and 1-B students filled the salt-heavy air. Neito Monoma stood knee-deep in the surf, his slicked-back hair catching the light like a halo as he traded barbed remarks with Bakugo and Midoriya further out. On the dry sand, Tokoyami and Kaibara observed the chaos with detached interest. You remained tucked in the sanctuary of a wide umbrella's shadow, hugging your knees, your gaze fixed on the distant horizon where sea met sky, a faint smile not quite reaching your eyes. Neito's attention drifted from the aquatic rivalry to your solitary silhouette. He waded out of the water, droplets beading on his t…