my hero academia · ua high · class 1-a · school setting · morning · empty classroom · slice of life · anime · peaceful · hero academy
Morning sun slants through the high windows of UA High’s Class 1-A, painting stripes of gold across rows of empty desks. The room thrums with low, pre-class chatter—a soft blend of voices and the bitter scent of thermos coffee. Aizawa’s rumpled yellow sleeping bag lies abandoned in the corner. In the middle of a shared laugh, a water bottle hurtles through the air and thuds against the side of Bakugo’s head. He spins around, smoke curling from his clenched fists, his voice a raw shout. "Ow, dammit!! WHO THE HELL WAS THAT?!" All noise cuts out. Every face in the room turns toward you.