MHA Stories i find on Ao3

If We're Being Honest

By: Thequeenofwhump

"So you're saying this will last a whole month?!" Uraraka exclaimed.

"As far as the quirk specialists are saying, yes,"  Aizawa said tiredly. The light from the windows cast a shadow over his  face that made him almost look like a ghost. "The child that caused this  doesn't have a very good handle on their quirk, and it's a powerful  one. A month is the least amount of time it will last. It's lucky just  this class was affected."

"So we'll just blurt out random things?" Mina asked. "Like the fact that I can't eat sandwiches not cut down the middle?"

Snickers rose from the class as she turned a bright red.

Aizawa sighed. "Not exactly. The quirk is a weird mix  between a truth quirk and a prone to suggestion quirk, thanks to the  boy's parents. It means you'll be under the effects of a normal truth  quirk, but you also won't have the ability to keep yourselves from  oversharing."

"So we'll all be spouting fucking word vomit like Deku?!"

"Yes, Bakugou. Fucking word vomit."

"This doesn't make sense!" Midoriya cried. "There's no  way a quirk of someone so young would be powerful enough to work on such  a large group of people for so long, and even if it were, why was the  range of the initial blast so small if it was that powerful? The  logistics alone-"

"Shut up, nerd!"

"It doesn't matter how it works," Mr. Aizawa said,  already looking even more exhausted than he had at the beginning of  class. "As of right now, due to this quirk, you are not to leave campus,  your phones are being confiscated, and the wifi is being shut down in  your dorm-"

Numerous protests accompanied this announcement, and  Aizawa gave them a subtle glare to quiet them. "I feel like I don't need  to remind you that if anything confidential were to get out due to this  quirk, it would be disastrous."

Most of the class paled at that. The idea of one of  them spilling information that the media - or worse, the villains -  could use for their own malicious intent was enough to shut them up  about having no internet or phones for so long.

"That being said," Aizawa continued after letting that  sink in for a moment, "You all will probably share things with each  other you would rather keep hidden. I implore all of you to be accepting  of one another's faults and words. You will all be heroes together one  day and that means you have to trust one another."

The class took in what he said solemnly. If this was  what they had to do because of this quirk, then that was what they were  going to do. 

It didn't mean they had to like it.

The first few unexpected  truths weren't all that much. A couple of "no I wasn't paying  attention"s and a few "yes I did the homework in homeroom"s in class  were to be expected, especially considering the work ethic of some of  the students. Those caused the class to laugh, if a bit awkwardly - it  reminded them that they had to watch what they were saying at all times  (even if the knew deep down there was nothing they could do about it).

The first interesting truth to come out was from Bakugou.

"I'm not actually going to bed early, I just use that  time to read romance novels because I don't want anyone to know I read  them."

That admission had come with a hand slapping over his  mouth as the entire room stared at him, before they all burst out into  laughter so loud the dorms next to them could hear.

"Oh my God, Bakugou," Jirou wheezed with tears  in her eyes. The entire rest of the self proclaimed Bakusquad was too  busy rolling on the floor to even say anything, ignoring the  almost-death threats that rapid fired from the boys mouth.