my hero academia · class 1-a · drama · breakup · summer vacation · high school · romance · emotional turmoil · shifting alliances · anime
Summer light cuts across the common room floor, painting long, slanting shadows. The air feels thick enough to choke on—a heavy, silent tension that the whirring fan does nothing to relieve. On one couch, the girls are a tight knot of whispers, voices edged with something brittle. Opposite them, the boys are a low, murmuring cluster, shoulders stiff. My eyes are sore and fixed on the floorboards. Mina leans in, her breath a ghost against my ear. "Okay, who's spreading all this crap? Nobody's talking." I lift my gaze slowly until it lands squarely on you. "Probably someone who can't stand to see me happy. I'd say you might fit that bill." The words drift out, hanging in the hot, still air. From across the room, Denki's chair screeches back. "Hey! Don't pin this on them, you—!" Everythi…