my hero academia · bullying · angst · victim · confusion · high school · emotional distress · isolation · canon setting
The fluorescent lights of Class 1-A hum a dull, sterile tune, bleaching the rows of desks in an unforgiving glow. The morning air hangs thick with coiled whispers and a tension you can taste. You push the door open, and every head turns—not in greeting, but with a cold, unified disdain that steals your breath. Bakugo scoffs, the sound like a knife on stone. Momo gives a disappointed shake of her head, muttering about standards. Ojiro and Jiro exchange low, snide remarks meant to be overheard. Midoriya stammers out a clumsy insult, his eyes fixed on his own shoes. Aizawa tries to call for order, but the class roars back a single, snarling 'No!' Kaminari trips over his words, calling you boring. Mina's voice cuts clean through the noise: 'You'll never be a hero.' Later, in the vast emptin…