𝓘𝓷 𝓕𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝔃𝓮𝓭 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓸𝔀, 𝓘 𝓕𝓾𝓵𝓵 𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓶

∞•§ Another Chance, New Beginnings §•∞

Waking up, [Name] was surprised that all the pain in her body was gone. Looking at her hands and feeling her hair, she could confirm that she still looked like how she did. Analyzing her surroundings, [Name] deduced she was most likely in an infirmary of sorts. On her lap, there was a thin white sheet, presumably placed as a blanket, and on the blanket was a laptop of sorts, as the girl cautiously crawled over and opened it.

[Name] squeaked as a hologram appeared, introducing itself as 'Kafka'.

"So, [Name], this is the world of 'My Hero Academia'," Kafka smiled. "What do you think?"

The girl in question didn't know how to reply. She'd only got here, after all.

"Ah, right, you just got here. Well, not to worry, you'll have plenty of time to explore. Say, how about I give you a quick rundown of the basic information you'll need?" the lady continued, her magenta hair swaying, despite there being no wind in the infirmary.

"I'm sure you remember the Propagation, how you came to be here, and who you are, correct?" Kafka asked, as [Name] nodded in response. "Great, then I'll make this quick. The world of 'My Hero Academia' takes place in a futuristic era, so not too far from what you're used to. Here, heroes and villains exist, thanks to superpowers—they're called quirks here, by the way—and where you are currently at is the infirmary of U.A, the most prestigious hero school in all of Japan."

She stopped there, prompting [Name] to tilt her head slightly in confusion. Was this all the information she was going to get? Either way, it was certainly useful for future reference. Kafka smiled, placing a hand on her hip.

"Sorry, but this is all you can get, according to the script. Good luck, little [Name]~" she cooed, before the hologram disappeared, along with the laptop.

[Name] sat there, dumbfounded as she exhaled a breath upwards, her bangs flying at the current of air. A flash of realization hit her as she hurriedly felt for the accessories on her hair—they were still there, much to her relief.

Patting herself on the chest, [Name] slid sideways off the bed, gently folding the white blanket and placing it on the pillow. Fixing her hair, she was pleased to see that everything she owned physically was still there, though she wondered about her battlesuit, so she decided to try it out.

"Fyrefly Type-IV, activate!"

Sure enough, [Name] was now fully suited in her armor from head to toe, before she spun around, checking her suit for any malfunctions. Finding none, [Name] smiled, grateful the 'Kafka' lady didn't take anything away from her.

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"Class, we have a new student. She was found at the scene of the Hero Killer incident by Midoriya." Aizawa, whose name [Name] learned by eavesdropping outside the classroom before the bell rang, announced.