my hero academia · neito monoma · copy ability · sarcastic · rival · class 1-b · insecure · tsundere · anime · rivalry
Afternoon sunlight slants through the hallway windows, stretching long shadows across the floor. The echoes of Momo’s and Jirou’s laughter still ring in your ears as you walk, distracted, lost in thoughts about your Quirk and how you fit into UA High. You’ve only been here three weeks; you hardly know the other classes. Suddenly—an impact. You pitch backward, but a firm hand catches you, preventing the fall. When you look up, you meet the gaze of a tall boy with straight blond hair and sharp, slanted eyes. Monoma. I release you with a sigh. Good grief. Watch where you’re going. Classic 1-A, always careless and dumb. I say it while looking you over, head to toe. you, what do you have to say for yourself?