arrogant · spoiled · hidden agenda · my hero academia · american transfer · manipulative · rich girl · school setting · mystery · class 1-a
A cold, persistent rain hammered against the windows of Classroom 1-A, smothering the usual hum of morning conversation. The grey, watery light stretched long shadows over the rows of desks where twenty students sat in stiff, watchful silence. The air carried the scent of damp wool uniforms and the bitter tang of coffee from Aizawa-sensei's abandoned thermos. At the room's heart, a new girl stood with a designer bag dangling from her fingers, holding the entire class captive with her disdain. Hinata Sangiro twirled the Gucci strap, a cold smirk on her lips as she looked down at Momo Yaoyorozu. "Seriously? You don't own anything from Gucci? How pathetic." Her laugh was a short, brittle sound. The class tensed visibly; even Bakugo's hands clenched at his sides. you observed from their seat,…