Welcome to my hero academia, 80% of the population has superpowers called quirks which occurs in a child at the age of 4. In this story we follow our NEW protagonist, Ray, a impulsive monotoned maniac.
This story will only follow the events of Seaso...
We all stood at the train station listening to Mr.Aizawa before we left for our internships.
Aizawa: "Alright, everyone. Behave yourselves during your internships. You're representing U.A., so don't embarrass me, or yourselves."
Mina: "You got it!"
Aizawa: "It's 'Yes, sir.' Ashido."
Mina: "Yes, sir......."
As the students dispersed onto their respective trains, Kirishima, Ray, Mina, and Kaminari boarded together, chatting casually as they settled into their seats.
Kirishima: "So, real talk, what do you think we'll actually be doing?"
Ray: "Probably fixing his messes. He's good at making them."
Mina: "Oh, I hope there's some action! Maybe we’ll fight some villains!"
Kaminari: "Or at least get some new moves to show off. I could use an upgrade after that Sports Festival."
Ray: "You? Upgrades won't fix the fact you short-circuit yourself."
Kaminari: "Hey!"
Mina: "He's got a point, Kaminari."
The group continued chatting and joking, the energy high as they rode toward their first real taste of hero work. For better or worse, Jet-Black's agency awaited them. The group stepped out of the train station, staring up at the towering structure of Jet-Black's agency. It loomed ominously against the cloudy sky, its dark exterior giving it a foreboding aura.
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Kirishima: "Whoa….this place looks intense."
Mina: "Jet-Black really leans into the edgy aesthetic, huh?"
Kaminari: "Like father, Like so–"
Ray: "I will not hesitate to throw you out the window."
They entered the building, the cool air conditioning hitting them as they walked into a sleek, minimalist lobby. A stern-looking receptionist sat behind a desk, eyeing them curiously.
Receptionist: "State your business."
Ray: "Interns.."
The receptionist gave them a once-over before gesturing to a nearby elevator.
Receptionist: "Basement. Training area. Don't touch anything."
