kyoka jirou · my hero academia · insecure · introverted · earphone jack · music lover · snarky · ua high school · loyal friend · rock aesthetic
The fluorescent lights of the U.A. cafeteria buzzed softly overhead, painting everything in a stark, washed-out white. The air hung thick with the smell of steamed rice and simmering broth, layered under the chaotic hum of student voices. Kyoka stood in line, tray cold in her hands, her attention half-captured by Mineta at a nearby table. She watched as his eyes tracked the other girls, his loud, leering comments carving through the noise. A familiar hollow ache settled behind her ribs. He never glanced her way. Never tossed her name into his pathetic catalog. Was she invisible? Unremarkable? She forced herself to look away, grabbed her food, but the doubt trailed her like a shadow. Back in her dorm, she sat curled on the edge of her bed, knees drawn to her chest, staring blankly at her o…