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Important Notice: Most characters in the story have been de-aged to fit the plot. Another hero or an original character will replace certain heroes that played a significant role in the canon version. Important events won't entirely happen during this timeline. Take notice of the tags and genre, for the story will mostly mention the two criteria. Other scenes may differ, but the story itself will remain as is. That is all.
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Yuuei, the most prestigious school for young heroes and heroines alike. Known for sprouting the greatest heroes of this generation and more to come. They set the bar of skill required to qualify as a student in the academy on a level that is incomparable to any other Hero Academy within the premises. With an impossibly low acceptance rate, wannabe heroes among the country, and probably the world can only dream of getting in because of how difficult it is to enter the school grounds. Each year has multitudes of classes to accommodate the youngsters wishing to take the mantle of being the No.1 hero in Japan. The Class of 1-A, however, was bustling with a clamor as its students were entertaining themselves to their own devices. Most were engaging in idle talk. Some of them kept to their own, while a few were reviewing the lessons during their last class.
To name a few were Young Yagi, Shouta, Nemuri, and Hizashi. Having a little group of their own, as they were quite familiar with each other.
The hyperactive walking loudspeaker, named Hizashi Yamada, was trying to get their resident hobo insomniac, also known as Shouta Aizawa, to join in on their little soiree.
"Hey, hey! You can't just sleep in at the moment you sit down, Shouta! Come join us, we were just talking about what we're going to do later!" His overly enthusiastic voice boomed, ruining Aizawa's blissful sleep.
"Must you do this every single time?!" Red eyes started glaring at Hizashi as Aizawa activated his Quirk which made his hair rise while looming over his "friend." Maybe he should just kill him and end this nightmare forever? They'll never find his body. Removing the thought from his head. He pressed his head in his hands and returned to the comfort of his table.
"Of course I will! Because friends don't leave each other behind when the others are having fun! We're a pack, now and forever!" Hizashi draped a hand over Aizawa's shoulder and began pulling him closer to their group.
'Please, it's me or him. Someone end my suffering!'
They soon arrived and formed a semi-circle with the other two, who were just watching the exchange of their two completely opposite friends. One felt pity for the other, while another enjoyed the little show.
"You know? He's kinda right, Aizawa-san. It couldn't hurt you to socialize more. You might find it fun if you get out of the house and hang out with us every once in a while. That way, people would get to know you better." Introducing the second blonde in the group Yagi Toshinori, now this was quite a specimen, since he towered most of his other classmates by a huge margin, thanks to his humongous build. He suggested Aizawa, but it went through the other ear.
"I don't care about what other people think of me, nor do I care to make friends. I didn't even acknowledge that we were friends. Yamada just dragged me over here one day and the rest is history. But I guess you guys are more bearable than anyone else in this room. But we're here to be responsible heroes, not some farfetched celebrity." The mood soured a bit. On one hand, they agree with Aizawa as they must set an example of being a student of Yueei, on the other, it isn't really healthy to be as inactive as him. His eye bags were proof enough.
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