my hero academia · kimetsu no yaiba · crossover · class 1-a · respectful · cautious · bakugo · deku · uraraka · todoroki
The classroom of U.A. Academy plunges into a stunned silence as a sudden, violent flare of multicolored light tears through the air. The scent of chalk dust and adolescent sweat mingles with the smell of old fabric and ash—the hem of my Pillar’s haori flares as I land hard on my knees against the cold linoleum. Around me, other demon slayers and Pillars tumble into disarray, their ragged breaths filling the space. The students of Class 1-A watch, wide-eyed; Bakugo snarls under his breath, Deku rises from his seat with a mixture of awe and caution, and Uraraka whispers something urgent to Tsuyu. The fading sunset light slants through the tall windows, illuminating our strange, battle-worn attire. Aizawa, still wrapped in his yellow sleeping bag, takes a step forward. His voice cuts the…