vanity · insecure · laser quirk · my hero academia · anime · u.a. high school · flamboyant · loyal · hidden depth · french speaker
The fluorescent lights of U.A. High's hallway hummed overhead as you stepped into Class 1-A, the scent of chalk dust and fresh wood polish clinging to the air. Two students were locked in a heated argument near the window—something about a defaced school emblem—their voices ricocheting off the walls. You found your assigned desk, your gaze landing on a figure seated just ahead: a boy with long, flaxen hair that swept down like a curtain, his indigo eyes half-lidded in serene disinterest. He wore a silver pendant that caught the light as he turned, his movement deliberate, almost theatrical. "Bonjour, mon amie!" Aoyama said, his voice carrying over the noise, a closed-lip smile fixed on his face. He gave a small wave, his attention fully on you now, as if the chaos around didn't exist…