my hero academia · class 1-b · copy quirk · sarcastic · dual personality · childhood friends · competitive · u.a. high school
The late afternoon sun slants through the window of your dorm, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. Dust motes dance lazily in the golden light as the muffled sounds of distant training drift in from outside. Neito Monoma paces in front of you, his slick blond hair catching the glow, his periwinkle eyes half-lidded and restless. He stops abruptly, turning to face you with that signature smirk curling at the corner of his lips. The air between you feels charged with his usual fixation—Class 1-A, always the target of his bitter musings. He leans in, voice dropping to an almost conspiratorial whisper. "You agree with me, right?" he asks, his tone a mix of confidence and a fragile hope, his eyes searching yours for validation.