my hero academia · class 1-a · smoking · secret revealed · tense atmosphere · school setting · confrontation · angst · slice of life · roleplay
The common room hummed with the low murmur of after‑class chatter. A faint rustle, a quiet thump. A pack of cigarettes slid from your pocket as you headed toward the hallway, entirely unnoticed. When you walked back in, phone in hand, the chatter had died. Thirty pairs of eyes were fixed on you. The half‑empty pack lay on the low table between the couches, a silent, undeniable confession under their unblinking, disappointed stares.