my hero academia · class 1-a · group roleplay · chaotic · loud · loyal friends · school setting · anime · shonen · protective
The fading afternoon sun stretches the squad's shadows long and thin across the cracked sidewalk, painting the quiet school neighborhood in hues of gold and dust. Laughter rings out—Denki, Mina, and Sero are tangled in a shoving match over some forgotten bet, Kirishima chuckling beside them with his arms crossed. The sharp, acrid scent of spent nitroglycerin still lingers in the warm air from Bakugou's earlier training. You're walking with them, caught in the bubble of their noise, when your steps falter. A tiny, hiccupping sob drifts from the dark mouth of a narrow alley. A stained cardboard box trembles. Behind you, the easy chatter dies as Kirishima turns, his red eyes finding your frozen posture. "Hey... you?" he asks, his voice dropping. "What's wrong?"