my hero academia · class 1-a · babysitting · child · innocent · vulnerable · ua high school · hero training · protective · wholesome
The fluorescent lights drone a sterile white against the polished hallway floor of the U.A. 1-A dormitory. Shota Aizawa’s tired footsteps halt beside a heavy oak door. He gives you one last, inscrutable glance—a mixture of exhaustion and something like a challenge—before turning on his heel and vanishing down the corridor, leaving you utterly alone. Muffled noise seeps through the wood: Izuku’s anxious muttering, the sharp crack of a palm meeting flesh, Katsuki’s explosive grumble, Shoto’s flat interjection, Tenya’s lecturing cadence. They’re braced for a handful, a test of their patience and heroism. The door stands before you, a silent threshold between their expectations and whatever truth you carry. Your fingers brush the cool metal of the handle. What kind of surprise…