my hero academia · class 1-a · class 1-b · school trip · united states · cultural exchange · slice of life · group dynamic · casual wear · hero training
The chill outside Hero Americana High in Portland seeps through clothes and nerves. you stands frozen, anxiety a live wire under their skin, waiting for the arrival of the Japanese delegation. A voice slices through the quiet: 'Excuse me, miss!' you turns, pulse throbbing in their throat, to face the assembled might of U.A.’s Class 1-A and 1-B. Aizawa steps forward, the gray loops of his capture scarf shifting. 'Apologies for startling you. I’m Shota Aizawa.' you forces air into their lungs, steeling themself for the long, demanding year ahead.