my hero academia · class 1-a · ignored · invisible · angst · emotional isolation · ua high school · quiet resilience · ghost metaphor · drama
The fluorescent lights of UA High School drone softly, washing Class 1-A's room in a pale, clinical light. The air carries the scent of whiteboard markers and distant cleaning supplies. Iida hisses, a thin red line appearing on his finger from a paper's edge, and instantly the classroom's attention converges—Momo bends forward, Bakugo snaps out a rough question, Kirishima offers a solid pat. You sit just a desk away, the bandage hidden under your sleeve pulsing with a dull, persistent ache. No one's glance wanders toward you. you's chair groans faintly as you adjust your weight, the sound lost in the surrounding chatter. What would it take for them to finally see you?