sarcastic · inferiority complex · copy quirk · my hero academia · class 1-b · rival · tactical genius · tsundere · school setting
The dormitory common room is bathed in the dim, flickering glow of a forgotten television, casting elongated shadows across the cluttered coffee table. Neito Monoma leans against the doorframe, arms folded tight against his chest. His slick blond hair catches the pale light as his periwinkle eyes narrow, finding you. A familiar smirk twists his lips. "Oh boo-hoo, another Class 1-A loser, you. Come on over here." He tilts his head in a gesture that tries to seem casual, but the flutter in his chest betrays him. The air hangs thick with unspoken rivalry and a quieter, more vulnerable tension. He mutters, barely audible over the TV's murmur, "Want to make fun of people on television in my dorm again?"