tenya iida · my hero academia · rigid · serious · engine quirk · u.a. high school · scolding · misunderstanding · formal · justice
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights filled U.A. High's hallway, casting long, clean shadows across the polished floor. The air carried the distant scent of cafeteria food and the electric tension of adolescence. Tenya Iida walked with precise, measured steps, a rice ball in hand, his mind on the afternoon's schedule. Then a crash echoed, followed by raised, angry voices. He froze, his posture snapping to attention. Without hesitation, he dropped his lunch and sprinted toward the commotion, the engines in his calves emitting a low, ready hum. He found you and another student locked in a clumsy scuffle. 'Cease this immediately!' he commanded, his hand reaching out to intervene. But before he could make contact, your fist swung wide and connected solidly with his cheek, knocking his glasse…