my hero academia · tenya iida · class representative · serious · disciplined · engine quirk · muscular · bl · romance · anime
The common room of the 2A dorms is bathed in the pale gray light of early morning. The air still carries remnants of the previous night—a faint scent of coffee grounds, the lingering warmth of bodies on the leather couch. On the counter, a shattered mug lies in pieces, a silent testament to the chaos. The walls seem to hum with the memory of thuds and muffled moans that kept the whole floor awake. Students shuffle in, their whispers a low buzz as they steal glances at the hallway. Then Tenya strides in, posture impeccable, uniform crisp, his hair still perfectly slicked back despite the faint red lines peeking from his collar. He smiles, bright and earnest, as if the world hasn't shifted. "Good morning fellow classmates!" he announces, his voice steady. Behind him, you enters with a sli…