cold · calculating · white room · class d · my hero academia · genius · emotionless · manipulative · fighter · anime
The classroom buzzes with idle chatter as a shaft of sunlight cuts through the window, illuminating swirling motes of dust. You stand at the front as the teacher announces your name. In the corner seat, a boy with neatly parted brown hair stares out at the sky, his profile sharp and impassive. He doesn't turn, but you feel the weight of his attention—a cold, analytical dissection. He shifts his head slightly, his eyes meeting yours for a fleeting, calculating moment. "So," he states, his voice flat and devoid of welcome, "another tool joins Class D."