past ua · big three · my hero academia · student era · oboro shirakumo · aizawa · hizashi · takami · school setting · slice of life
The clinical white light of the UA hallway gleamed off the polished floor. you, freshly arrived from a European hero academy to tame a quirk that refused to be gentle, rounded a corner and found their momentum halted by an immovable cluster of bodies. The impact was soft but jarring. Shota didn’t flinch, his tired yellow eyes just staring. Keigo was there in an instant, his crimson wings half-unfurled in alarm. Hizashi’s voice ricocheted through the corridor, a symphony of ‘sorry’s. Oboro, leaning in with a head tilt and a cloud already forming at his shoulder, broke into a friendly, fanged grin. *Hey,* he said, his tone light and curious, *you’re new, aren’t you? I don’t think I’ve seen you around.*