"𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞... 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞."
"𝐢'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥."
brought up on an island where having a quirk would lead to your execution, [Y/n] barley escaped with their...
U.A HIGH, one of the best schools with the best hero courses in all of Japan. For many people, it's only a dream. Yet for some, a reality.
You're so called 'quirk' isn't something that you should be proud of due to you past and never expected to even get into U.A.
You didn't get into the hero course sadly but that was just how it was going to be. Being assigned to Class 1C, you befriended Hitoshi Shinzou. The recent events in the training facility had caused your classes reputation to fall even further.
Not a lot of people talk to the two of you but you have each other as company.
"Hmm, what's up Shinzou?" You asked as the two of you sat in your classroom for lunch.
"It's nothing. But the sports festival is coming up soon, right?" Shinzou asked resting his chin on his palm.
"Yeah, why?" You asked as you took out your bottle of water to take a drink of your water.
"Come with me. We need to have a talk with the hero course students." Shinzou said as he got out of his seat and headed for the door.
"Hey! Don't leave me behind." You said following Shinzou out the door and to the door labeled '1A'.
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"Seems like were not the only ones." Shinzou said as we arrived at the door.
"Do you students have some sort of business with our class?" A guy with glasses asked.
"Why are you blocking our doorway? I will not let you hold us hostage!"
"They're scouting out the competition you idiots." A blonde guy said as he walked towards us.
'I've heard of him. He was on this news about a year ago with that sludge villain.' You thought to yourself
"Were the class that survived a real villain attack. They wanna see us with their own eyes. At least now you know what a future pro looks like. Now move it extras." He said as his class mates all began shouting and yelling at him.
"Please, don't humor me." You said as you walked forward, pushing your way through the crowd.
"And who the hell are you?" He asked staring you down.
"[Y/n] from the General Studies class." You said standing right in front of him. "If I'm being honest. You don't seem like the type of guy who would be a pro considering your quirk makes things blow up."
In a instant, he grabbed you by the collar of your shirt in fury and anger. "What did you just say?" He asked .
"I said..." You said as you grabbed his wrist and taking his hand off you. "You don't look much like a pro. So you're going to listen closely to what I have to say."
Regaining your composure, you took in a breath and stared him right in the eye.
"I'm going to beat you in the sports festival and show you that you don't have to be in the hero course to be a pro." You said smiling and turning on your heel.
