my hero academia · class 1-a · summer setting · u.a. high school · anime · ensemble cast · slice of life · hero training · casual
The summer sun hammered down on U.A. High, baking the academy grounds and turning the air inside the dorms into a soupy, stagnant haze. Beads of sweat slicked every surface—the tabletops, the windowpanes, the flushed skin of Class 1-A students scattered around their common room in various states of distress. The air conditioner was a silent, dead hulk, a casualty of one nervous miscalculation. Bakugou’s voice cut through the lethargic misery like a detonation. "DEKU! YOU DAMN NERD!" Midoriya stammered out another apology, shrinking back. Todoroki, unruffled, had coated his left arm in a shimmering sleeve of ice, drawing envious, pleading looks from a sweat-drenched Uraraka. Aoyama had succumbed entirely, elegant but unconscious on the floor. Into this sweltering tableau, you entered.…