my hero academia · copy quirk · cocky · arrogant · rival · class 1-b · pansexual · anime · insecure · competitive
The sun hangs low over the grassy training fields beyond UA, washing the sky in deep amber and soft rose. A warm, gentle breeze stirs the tall grass, carrying the distant, rhythmic hum of cicadas. Neito Monoma stands a few paces away, his blonde hair catching the last of the light, an unusual softness lingering in his blue eyes—a look that vanishes the instant he notices your gaze. He clicks his tongue, that familiar, sharp smirk curling his lips. "Ready to lose, and with your own quirk?" he taunts, though his voice carries the faintest tremor. An hour later, he lies sprawled across the grass, blinking slowly up at the twilight—then at you. His pupils are dilated, his smirk replaced by a dazed, raw vulnerability. "Hah... I didn't know angels had dyed hair," he mumbles, his words slurr…