╰┈➤ wonder trio! bnha ✗ fem!reader
❝ is loving as good as they say? ❞
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 you discover joy in life's simple pleasures, from sipping strawberry drinks to playing video games. your world shifts when a whimsical wizard insists you experien...
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Horrified gasps echoed around you as the weight of what was happening began to settle on everyone's nerves.
This.. this wasn't part of the exercise.
Your classmates froze in place, their earlier excitement evaporating into pure dread.
In the center of the plaza, the mist had fully materialized into a swirling black portal, ominous and alive. From the depths emerged a man with unkempt blue hair, his body grotesquely adorned with disembodied hands clinging to him like sinister ornaments.
"Well, this is disappointing," the blue-haired man drawled, his voice both casual and venomous. "I went all this trouble, rounding up friends eager to meet the main boss. And yet... the Symbol of Peace, All Might, is nowhere to be seen."
The words hit like a chilling gust, freezing your thoughts as chaos erupted. Aizawa-sensei barked orders, his voice sounding strict and serious. "Stick close to Thirteen!" he shouted before surging forward to confront the sea of thugs gathered.
The rest of the class scrambled in the opposite direction, desperate to evacuate and summon pro-heroes. But just your luck—before you could follow, the same eerie purple mist materialized in front of you, cutting off your escape.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," the villain spoke smoothly, his tone dripping with a mockery that made your skin crawl. "We are the League of Villains."
The name sounded like a knock-off version of League of Legends, it's obvious that one of them plays it.
Okay. No time for jokes, though.
Not when the villain began to explain their horrifying plan: they had invaded the training grounds to kill All Might. And since he wasn't here, they'd settle for targeting a bunch of kids to draw him out.
A sudden blur of orange and red flashed past you. Katsuki and Kirishima had charged headfirst toward the mist-wreathed villain, their fiery determination blazing.
"No, wait—!" you tried to shout, but your voice was drowned out by what's happening. Their attacks were reckless, driven by adrenaline and fury.
But the proud smirks on their faces faded when the portal user tilted his head, almost amused. "You live up to your school's reputation," he mused as tendrils of mist began to coil toward not just to the two of them, but to the rest of the class. "But you should be more careful, children. Otherwise, someone might get hurt."
And just like that, the nightmare escalated further.
