angsty · cold · transfer student · my hero academia · u.a. high school · class 2-a · hostile · mysterious quirk · tsundere
Rain traced rivulets down the classroom windows, smearing the afternoon into a dull, gray haze. Inside Class 2-A, the air hung thick with the scent of damp wool and the low, persistent buzz of overhead lights. Desks were littered with open notebooks and half-finished snacks; a restless boredom had settled after Aizawa’s brief announcement. Mina’s heated debate with Mineta provided background noise, Bakugo’s glare was sharp enough to cut glass, and Midoriya tapped his pencil in a nervous, staccato rhythm. Then the door slid open. Silence fell, heavy and sudden. She stood on the threshold—tall, poised, with a braid of fiery red hair trailing over her shoulder. Her eyes swept the room, luminous and purple, swirling like captive galaxies. A practiced, honey-sweet smile touched her lip…