"Young L/n, I... I cannot express my gratitude for your work enough." You stood in your foyer, back at home, stunned at the sight in front of you.
All Might, or rather, his true, skinny, frail form, one you never knew existed, was on his knees in front of you, head touching the ground.
"It was a spectacle much like my own first appearance. Makes it ironic that your first public work was also my last..." All Might remarked.
"Alright, that's enough being dramatic." Beside All Might, your home room teacher, Aizawa, stood in formal wear(a sight just as shocking as the one before).
"You probably already got the news of what's coming from the Foundation, correct?" Aizawa asked you.
"Yes, sir. From now on, UA will be holding it's students in a system of dormitories, correct?" You asked.
"Glad you pay attention. Normally, the parents are given a choice, but in your case, it's a given. But we did come here to congratulate you on your work in rescuing survivors." Aizawa sighed, bowing his head to you.
"You did good work, helping those in need. Even for the Foundation and the Giger Project, you exceeded all expectations, L/n. I look forward to continuing to teach you at UA." Aizawa told you.
"O-Of course. I look forward to continuing my education there." You replied, unsure if you'd be able to handle all this... niceness from Aizawa.
"Now, if you'll excuse us, we have more of your classmates to attend to." Aizawa turned away, walking out the door. This left All Might, who gave you one more nod and an iconic smile(well, as iconic as it could get, coming from that scarecrow of a man), before following suit.
So. When the day came, and the Foundation sent your escorts, it was with pride and tears that your mom and dad, two office workers, sent away their only son, a subject of pride from UA's own Hero Course. The Perfect Specimen: Alien.
Your new home would be a dormitory building built in only three days: the Heights Alliance. A series of 20 rooms, which in this specific buildings case was reserved entirely for class 1-A, as made clear by the massive sign that read '1-A Alliance.' A mere 5 minute walk from school, as opposed to your run from home.
Now, everyone was gathered in front of the building, marveling at it as Aizawa began to speak to the class.
"For now, I'm just glad that we were able to bring Class 1-A back together again." The home room teacher started.
"That means everyone was allowed to come back, huh?" Sero asked, looking around to confirm. Toru sighed, leaning forward as she dangled her arms in exasperation.
"I was so nervous..."
"That's normal..." Jiro assured her, relieved at the news.
"The two of you were directly affected by the gas." Ojiro pointed out, a point that would certainly have made for some kind of trouble in convincing the parents of the two said students.
"We we're all able to be together again because of the teachers." Tsuyu pointed out.
"When I watched the press conference, I thought we'd lose them, and it made me sad." She went on.
"I was surprised too." Aizawa admitted.
"Well, I'm sure everyone has different circumstances. Now, I'll explain briefly about the dorms, but first-" he clapped his hands, making sure he had everyone's attention.
"For now, we will focus on getting the provisional licenses we were planning on getting for you in the training camp." Aizawa announced.
"Now... this is important, so listen up. Kirishima, Yaoyorozu, Todoroki, Midoriya, Iida." All the said students tensed up at the mention of their names.
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Akin By Acid(BNHA Mina Ashido x Male Xenomorph Reader)
FanfictionYour name is Y/n L/n. You live in Musutafu city, in the apartments with your mother and father. You used to want to be a hero, until your quirk manifested. Acid Immunity. Almost useless, except for the lack of a need for safety in science class at s...