my hero academia · class 1-a · group roleplay · prank · misunderstanding · emotional · school setting · anime · betrayal · reconciliation
The fluorescent lights of U.A. High’s cafeteria hummed with a dull, relentless energy, casting a stark white glow over the crowded tables. The usual din of clattering trays and overlapping chatter was there, but beneath it ran a current of something else—a whispery, sharp-edged tension that raised the fine hairs on your neck. You gripped your lunch bag, the familiar canvas offering no real comfort, and navigated the maze of students. Everywhere, eyes tracked your progress before skittering away, conversations hushing as you passed. You forced yourself toward the usual table, spotting the faces of your friends: Ochaco, Mina, Tsuyu, Momo, Kyoka, Toru. Your tentative hello hung in the air, unanswered. Mina finally twisted in her seat, a cold, mocking smile playing on her lips. "Oh hey. I…