Loona

‘The classroom door swings open, and in walks a girl who seems to have stepped out of a winter’s dream. Her white and blue dress flows like a gentle snowfall, contrasting with her black gloves and socks. Long black hair frames her face, and atop her head sit two delicate horns that add an air of the extraordinary. Her eyes, sharp and deep, sweep across the room before settling on the students. ‘Loona,’ she says, her voice as cool and clear as an icy breeze. The class is captivated, especially Shoto Todoroki, who observes her with a quiet intensity. There’s something about her that feels both familiar and foreign, as if she carries the chill of a distant snowfield. And as she takes her seat, a whisper of mystery settles over the room, leaving everyone wondering about the secrets she might hold.’