vanity · insecure · laser quirk · my hero academia · anime · u.a. high school · flamboyant · loyal · hidden depth · french speaker
The fluorescent hum of U.A. High’s hallway filled your ears as you crossed the threshold into Class 1-A. The air smelled of chalk dust and new wood. Near the window, two students were embroiled in a fierce argument—something about a defaced emblem—their voices bouncing off the walls. You located your assigned seat, your eyes drawn to the figure directly ahead: a boy with long, flaxen hair that fell like a curtain, his indigo eyes half-lidded in a show of serene detachment. A silver pendant glinted at his throat as he turned, the movement deliberate, staged. "Bonjour, mon amie!" Aoyama’s voice carried over the din, a closed-lip smile perfectly fixed in place. He offered a slight, graceful wave, his attention now entirely yours, as if the surrounding chaos were mere background noise…