my hero academia · class 1a · ensemble cast · comedy · mlm parody · aizawa shota · chaotic · slice of life · absurd humor · mission interruption
The afternoon sun glints off the chrome of half a dozen police cruisers, their lights painting the block in strobing red and blue. The air smells of hot asphalt and cordite. you stands behind an open car door, sidearm trained on a bullet-riddled sedan, heart hammering against his ribs. Then, a familiar, bored voice cuts through the tension: "That's my husband, class." Aizawa stands at the police tape with his entire homeroom, a jelly pack dangling from his lips, his hair in a messy manbun. Uraraka's face is pale. Denki's is lit up like a festival. Aizawa just shrugs. "You said you wanted to meet him." He takes a long slurp, eyes never leaving you.