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hero name! -16

"Good to see your bandages off, Aizawa-sensei," Tsuyu said, her finger on her chin. "Kero."

"The old lady's treatment was excessive," Aizawa explained, rubbing under his eyes. "But never mind that. Today we have hero informatics class, and it's a special one."

Everyone tensed up at his words, including you.

"Oh please don't be hero law or a pop quiz!" you prayed silently.

"You'll be coming up with your hero aliases." As soon as Aizawa said that, all the students jumped up in excitement. You joined in, but your sore muscles protested loudly, making you grimace.

Aizawa's glare quickly had everyone back in their seats.

He then talked about the draft picks from the sports festival and showed the class 1-A draft results.

Todoroki was first with over 4,100 picks, you were second with over 3,600 picks, and Bakugo was third with 3,500 picks. Others had less than 1,000.

"Huh?!" You stood up in surprise. "Is that supposed to be right?" you pointed at the screen.

Aizawa nodded. "It is."

Your classmates looked at you with a mix of admiration and envy, making you feel both proud and a little embarrassed.

"Gah, they are in a whole other league!" Kaminari groaned.

"Those people have no eyes for talent," Aoyama huffed in anger.

"Bakugo is in third?" Jiro was surprised by the layout.

"People are too scared of him," Sero joked, making everyone laugh while Bakugo yelled, "What're the pros scared of?!"

"He seriously looks like a demon when he yells like that," Ikkyu, comfortably lying on your desk, spoke. You couldn't help but agree.

"But seriously, Y/N-chan, you did amazing!" Ochako, patted your back.

You smiled at her, not knowing what to say in return. Something like this had never happened before. You had met many pro heroes, but you didn't think you would be this popular in the pro world. It made sense, though, since this was the first time they saw you using what they thought was your quirk.

"Thanks, Uraraka," you finally said, still a bit overwhelmed. "I didn't expect this kind of reaction."

Aizawa continued droning on about the importance of hero names, but you quickly found yourself tuning out. The room's ambiance felt more like a graveyard than a classroom. Your eyelids were heavy, and you were counting down the minutes until you could escape to the more exciting part of your day.

Then suddenly, a shift in the atmosphere snapped you back to attention. The door swung open with a dramatic flourish, and there she was-Midnight, in her iconic outfit, striking a pose that was both dazzling and distracting. Her entrance was nothing short of theatrical, her voice booming with the same dramatic flair.

"Or else you'll know true hell!" Midnight declared, her presence filling the room with an electric buzz. She strutted in, and with every step, her outfit made a noticeable bounce. The room went silent as all eyes turned to her.

"The name you choose now can be what the world ends up calling you!" Midnight continued, her movements graceful and imposing. Her outfit accentuated her every gesture, adding a flair of excitement to her words.

Aizawa's monotone voice cut through the buzz as he explained that Midnight would be helping everyone decide their hero names. As soon as the writing boards were handed out, you felt a surge of determination. This was your moment to shine!