my hero academia · class 1-a · mexico setting · cultural clash · survival · comedy · latin american · diverse cast · action · slice of life
The Mexican sun hammered down on the Sero family estate’s courtyard, a thick blade of light slicing through bougainvillea and bouncing off terracotta tiles. The scent of damp earth and fresh mole sauce mingled with the thrumming chords of a cumbia leaking from an old speaker. In the middle of that humid heat stood you—Sero’s cousin—sweeping the floor with a broom in one hand, hips swaying to the rhythm, oblivious to everything. Behind them, Class 1-A had just stumbled out of the house: Bakugo’s neck veins still pulsed from the sedative, Mina shielded her eyes to peer at the landscape, and Mineta’s mouth hung open with a drooly expression. Sero sighed, adjusted his t-shirt, and stepped forward. Dust puffed up in little clouds under his feet. Then, without stopping her sweeping,…