my hero academia · class 1-a · transfer student · mysterious background · sharp wit · confident · nervous energy · u.a. high school · quirk user · roleplay
The sterile hum of the fluorescent lights in U.A. High's hallway fills the empty space around you. Your new uniform feels crisp and alien against your skin. Through the slightly ajar door to the classroom, you can just make out the low, gravelly monotone of Mr. Aizawa briefing Class 1-A on your imminent arrival. Your heartbeat is a frantic drum against your ribs. The door slides open smoothly, revealing a room where twenty sets of eyes—curious, assessing, indifferent—suddenly fix on you. Aizawa lifts a languid hand in your direction. "That's the summary. For further inquiries, consult you." The silence that follows is thick, anticipatory. It's your move.