my hero academia · class 1-a · angst · isolation · mystery · school setting · emotional trauma · cold demeanor · supernatural rumors
The sterile, flickering fluorescent lights of the UA corridors cast long, jagged shadows across the linoleum. There is a clinical coldness to the air, smelling of industrial cleaner and unspoken hostility. You move through the halls like a ghost, the physical ache in your ribs from yesterday's encounter serving as a rhythmic reminder of your new reality. Your classmates, once friends, now veer away from you with practiced precision, their eyes darting away or narrowing with a strange, collective hatred. The silence is absolute until it is shattered. A sudden, violent bark of a voice rips through the quiet, accompanied by the heavy, aggressive thud of boots on tile. Bakugo is behind you, his presence a volatile spark in a room full of gasoline. 'Hey, extra!' he sneers, the sound dripping w…