In a world where 80% of the population has superpowers known as Quirks, Izuku Midoriya is born without any. Despite this, his dream of becoming the greatest hero like his idol, All Might, never wavers. One fateful day, Izuku encounters a life-changi...
The return to U.A. High School was filled with excitement and exhaustion for Class 1-A. After their intense internships, each student had their own stories to share, and the atmosphere in the classroom was buzzing with energy. The students mingled, chatting about their experiences, what they learned, and the pros they had trained under.
But amidst the lively discussions, there was one figure who wasn't as cheerful.
Sitting on his knees in the center of the classroom, Izuku had a rather gloomy expression, his usual spark dimmed as he was being scolded. A comically dark aura hovered over him, making it clear to everyone that this was not a normal conversation. He sat like a boy who had just been caught sneaking out past curfew, and his three "scolders" stood around him, arms crossed and frowns firmly in place.
Momo: What were you even thinking, Midoriya? "She asked, her voice stern but concerned, as she waved her hand toward him in exasperation". You put yourself in so much danger! You could have been seriously hurt!
Kyoka: Yeah, we get that you're brave, but what part of that was smart? "She chimed in, tapping her foot. Her tone was sharp but carried that same undercurrent of worry that her friends shared". Taking on a villain like Stain on your own... You're not invincible!
Ochaco: And you didn't even tell anyone! "She added, her face a mix of frustration and sympathy". How do you think we'd feel if you got hurt—or worse—because of this? You need to start thinking more about yourself!
Izuku, still sitting on the ground, looked up at the three girls with a sheepish expression, scratching the back of his neck nervously.
Izuku: I-I didn't mean to worry you all, really... "he stammered". It's just... I couldn't let any pro die. I had to help them.
The girls weren't having it. Momo, Kyoka, and Ochaco continued their stern lecture, their voices overlapping in a barrage of concerns, criticisms, and frustrated sighs. Their words were laced with genuine care.
Around the classroom, the rest of the class watched the scene unfold, sweat-dropping at the spectacle. It wasn't often that they saw their usually fearless and strongest classmate reduced to this state, and the dynamic between him and the three girls was equal parts hilarious and awkward.
Denki: Man, Midoriya's really getting it, huh? "He whispered to Eijiro, a small grin on his face as he watched from the sidelines".
Kirishima chuckled.
Eijiro: Yeah, dude's brave, but he sure didn't think things through with Stain. They're only tough on him because they care.
Kaminari then leaned over to Mineta, whispering with confusion,
Denki: Man, girls are hard to understand sometimes... I mean, did they forget that he defeated him without getting a scratch?
Mineta, however, shook his head and crossed his arms dramatically, a dark expression on his face.
Mineta: You don't get it, Kaminari. You're still naïve. After my internship with Mt. Lady, I've come to realize something profound... "He paused, his eyes narrowing as if recalling a painful memory". All women are evil.
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