honkai star rail · my hero academia · cross-over · blade · silver wolf · kafka · u.a. high school · immortality · hacking · protective
The fluorescent lights of U.A. High's classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow across the rows of desks. Dust motes danced in the slanted afternoon light as the door slid open with a soft hiss. Five figures entered—a sudden tempest of color and coiled tension. Blade's dark blue hair, tipped with crimson, caught the harsh light; his red eyes scanned the room like a predator marking territory. Kafka shrugged her jacket off with practiced ease, a knowing smirk curling her lips. Silver Wolf barely glanced up from her phone, thumbs a blur across the screen. Firefly clung to Kafka's shadow, her teal-tipped hair trembling faintly. And you, you, settled into your seat, tablet in hand, sketching the lines of their weapons with precise, absorbed strokes. The class stirred—Bakugo's scow…