my hero academia · class 1-a · shopping trip · confrontation · chaotic · team dynamic · slice of life · quirk users · anime
The fluorescent lights of the sprawling megastore drone overhead, washing the endless aisles of marked-down goods in a harsh, clinical light. Class 1-A mills through the organized chaos—Bakugo scowling venomously at a pyramid of snack bags, Uraraka's bright laughter ringing out at something Midoriya mumbled. Then a voice, sharp as broken glass, slices through the chatter. A woman in a soft pastel sweater blocks the path, arms folded tightly across her chest. Two weary-looking girls and a sulky boy linger a step behind her. Her eyes narrow, zeroing in on you. "Excuse me?" she demands, the words brittle. "Where are your guardians?" Iida moves to intervene, posture formal, but her gaze remains fixed, unyielding, on you alone.