𝘾𝙍𝙔𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙀: 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟒
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Nezu, the ever-loving creature, materialized in your apartment like a surprise pop quiz-uninvited and with an air of authority. Before you could muster a proper greeting (or perhaps a 1% insult), he dropped the bombshell: "You will be taking the Recommendation Exam, recommended by me."

Your initial reaction was a colorful expletive, directed at the rodent-like principal. His response? A cheerful declaration of his own identity: "I am UA's principal, Nezu! And whatever I am, I know what you are!"

You blinked, trying to process this absurd turn of events. "I'm a human-"

"Exactly!" Nezu interrupted, raising his paws (or were they hands?). "You'll be a student at UA, taking the Recommendation exam to enter the Hero course!"

Suppressing the urge to strangle the rat-er, principal-you retorted, "I never signed up for this, old rat."

His whiskers twitched. "No worries, [Name]. I've taken care of that for you."

"Did I ask you to?" you muttered, realizing that your life had just taken a detour into the realm of quirk-infested academia.

Nezu's beady eyes bore into you, his perpetual grin undeterred as he devoured a mysteriously conjured block of cheese. His next words, however, struck a nerve: "Someone asked you to, don't you remember?"

Your fists clenched, knuckles white, and you met his gaze with a blank expression. It was a low blow, exploiting your vulnerability, but Nezu had his reasons-ones you couldn't quite fathom.

"Old rat," you broke the silence, your voice edged with frustration, "I'll join the hero course, but-"

Your scowl deepened as you emphasized your condition: "I'll be taking the practical exam."

Nezu considered this, his whiskers twitching. "Of course! Just aim for a reasonable rank to secure your spot in the hero course."

You nodded, mentally vowing to claim the top rank.




As you lay on your bed, staring at the ceiling, you reflected on the world you'd stumbled into-the world of quirks, competition, and unyielding determination.

"Have I ever backed down?" you mused silently. "Never. I won't be trampled like a bug."

[never back down, never WHAT?!]
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So, you're starting your day not with the usual morning routine, but diving straight into a game of Minecraft with your buddy Tenko, who's got a secret villainous streak.

"Get the fuck out from my treehouse, you dust of shit!" you shout into the mic.

"Nope," comes the stubborn reply.

You're both in the game, and you're feeling mischievous. "Hey, how about we torch some villages?" you suggest, your mood taking a sharp turn.

"Are you kidding? Grow up," Tenko retorts, his voice as scratchy as sandpaper.

"You're one to talk," you snap back, wincing at his tone.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he snaps, clearly still a kid at heart despite the rough exterior.