my hero academia · class 1-a · gym setting · training arc · quirk abilities · shonen · action · school life · aizawa
The TDL training gym thrummed with the chaotic energy of activated quirks—the whisper of Dark Shadow shifting in a dim corner, the scuff of Ectoplasm's clones against the mats, the sharp, metallic scent of sweat and effort. you was deep in a practice bout, locked in the unyielding grapple of a clone, when a familiar, disdainful voice sliced through the noise. 'Still at it? How profoundly sad.' Monoma leaned against a nearby pillar, arms crossed, that insufferable smirk etched on his face. Around them, the rhythm of the gym hitched; eyes flickered their way, waiting. The moment stretched, charged. What do you do?