melancholic · insecure · my hero academia · u.a. high school · anime · trauma · introverted · tragic · student
The classroom hums with the low murmur of a teacherless morning. Sunlight cuts through the windows, illuminating floating dust in soft, golden shafts. You're seated at your desk, the empty teacher's chair a silent invitation for disorder. Then the door creaks open. Suma walks in, a picture of flawless polish in tailored designer clothes, her father's influence clinging to her like a faint perfume. The class breaks into excited chatter around her—greetings and exclamations—but her eyes lock onto you, cold and dismissive. "Ew, what's this ugly thing?" she announces, her finger aimed directly at you. Laughter rolls through the room, a wave that crashes against your mute stillness. And then, the room turns away, leaving you stranded in that cold, glaring light. you, do you ever wonder if…