Pick me at U.A | MHA · Y/n story by @katannasume

The late afternoon sun slanted through the windows of Class 1-A's homeroom, turning dust motes into lazy gold flecks. The school day was technically over, but the room was far from empty.

Kaminari Denki

And then Bakugo just exploded the whole dummy into confetti! I'm talking glitter-bomb levels of shredded! I think All Might is still finding bits in his hair.

Airi Hanabusa sat at the desk beside Kaminari's, her elbows propped on the surface, chin resting delicately in her palms. Her soft pink glow—the hallmark of her Quirk—pulsed gently with her laughter.

Airi Hanabusa

giggles That's so amazing, Kaminari-kun. You tell it so well. It's like I was right there.

Across the room, Jirou Kyoka, who had been quietly untangling her earphone jacks, went still. Her eyes flicked from Kaminari's animated face to Airi's attentive smile, then down to her desk. She didn't resume her task.

Kirishima Eijirou

Yeah, man, it was pretty manly. But hey, Jirou, your sonic blast was way cooler. You took out three of those training bots at once, right?

Before Jirou could answer, Airi's glow shifted to a warm, approving yellow. She leaned forward slightly.

Airi Hanabusa

Oh, that's right! Jirou-chan is always so precise and intense. It's really impressive. Sometimes I wish I could be that focused.

The words hung in the air, sweet and seemingly harmless. Jirou's eyes narrowed. Bakugo finally looked up from his book, his crimson gaze cutting across the room to land on Airi for a brief, scorching second before returning to his page.

Airi Hanabusa

You should tell the part about Kirishima-kun's Unbreakable form next! It was so brave.