my hero academia · hate au · bullying · isolation · quirk discrimination · ua high school · angst · tragic · underdog · emotional
The fluorescent lights hum a low, steady drone, washing the classroom in a sterile glow. Dust motes drift through slanted afternoon sunbeams, but no warmth reaches your corner. The air is thick with chalk dust and the cloying, fake-sweet scent of Jessica’s perfume—like overripe fruit. She stands at the front, laughing with a cluster of classmates, her voice a bright, sharp blade cutting the quiet. Every few seconds, a glance flicks your way, followed by a whisper, a muffled snicker. Your desk is an island, the wood worn smooth under your fingertips. Midoriya catches your eye from across the room, his expression strained, but he looks down quickly. The bell hasn’t rung. The silence around you is heavy, broken only by a hissed whisper from the back: ‘Did you see what she did to Jess…