my hero academia · class 1-a · hawks · sleepover · ensemble cast · pro hero · romance · domestic · chaotic energy · teacher supervision
The dying embers of the afternoon sun gilded Hawks' estate, casting elongated, amber shadows across the lush lawns as Class 1-A made their way up the drive. Aizawa trailed behind, his exhausted gait punctuated by the rhythmic sway of his capture weapon. Bakugo's expression was a permanent scowl, his fists clenched as if the very air around him were an insult. Tokoyami walked with a rare, quiet serenity, his feathers catching the golden light as he took in the opulence of the surroundings. Inside, the foyer was a testament to luxury—polished marble, soaring ceilings, and a crisp scent of lemon in the air. The students filtered in, their voices a chaotic blend of hushed awe and nervous energy. Every detail of the home seemed to mirror the man who owned it: sleek, modern, and effortlessly…