The next few weeks at U.A. were packed with training, schoolwork, and Kenji’s relentless pursuit of his goal. He had thrown himself into becoming the best, focusing on every lesson, every battle, every opportunity to improve.
But even with his determination, life wasn’t just about training. His friends made sure of that.
Kenji yawned as he stepped into the classroom, running a hand through his messy hair. He had stayed up late reviewing battle strategies, and it was catching up to him.
“Dude, you look like a walking corpse,” Ren teased, leaning back in his chair.
Felix smirked. “More like a zombie.”
Kenji rolled his eyes. “Thanks for the concern.”
Kai, sitting nearby, raised an eyebrow.
Kenji shrugged. “Just trying to stay ahead.”
Kai sighed, clearly unimpressed. “Yeah, well, if you pass out in the middle of class, don’t expect me to carry you.”
Ren grinned. “I will, but only if I get to take a picture of it first.”
Kenji groaned and dropped into his seat. Shiro, who had been quietly observing, finally spoke up.
“You should pace yourself. Being number one won’t mean much if you burn out before you get there.”
Kenji knew they were right, but he could handle it.
Before the conversation could go further, Aizawa entered the room, and the class quickly straightened up.
“Today, we’re focusing on real-world hero work,” Aizawa announced. “You’ll be paired into teams and sent to different locations for mock patrols.”
Kenji’s focus sharpened. This was exactly the kind of training he needed.
As luck would have it, Kenji was partnered with Kai. They were assigned to a district known for unpredictable villain activity, meaning they had to stay on high alert.
Kai glanced at him as they walked through the city streets. “You excited or just looking for an excuse to blow something up?”
Kenji smirked. “Both.”
Kai chuckled. “Figures.”
Their patrol was mostly quiet, but as they rounded a corner, they spotted a commotion. A man was arguing with a store owner, his voice growing louder.
Kenji tensed. “Think it’s trouble?”
Kai shook his head. “Not yet. Let’s observe first.”
Before they could step in, the man grabbed a nearby trash can and threw it at the store’s window. Glass shattered, and people screamed.
Kai moved first, stepping between the man and the store owner. “Hey! Back off.”
Kenji positioned himself slightly behind Kai, ready to act if things escalated.
The man turned, his eyes filled with anger and desperation. “What do you want, huh? Gonna arrest me?”
“If we have to” Kai said, keeping his tone even. “What’s going on?”
The man hesitated, fists clenched. “Lost my job. No money. No home. I just-I just wanted food, and he wouldn’t give me any.”
Kenji frowned. It wasn’t an excuse for breaking things, but he understood the frustration.
Kai exhaled. “Breaking stuff won’t solve your problem. But if you calm down, we can find another way to help.”
The man’s shoulders sagged. “Help? Heroes don’t help people like me.”
Kenji stepped forward. “Maybe not the ones you’ve met. I swear... I'll do anything in my power to help you”
The man looked at them for a long moment before finally nodding.
A few minutes later, the police arrived to handle the situation, and Kai and Kenji finished their patrol.
“You handled that well,” Kai admitted as they walked back.
Kenji gazing at the horizon said "I was just being honest"
Kai looked over at him for a moment, "good work"
Later that night, Kenji returned home, exhausted but satisfied. He found Shoto sitting on the couch, flipping through a file.
“Hey,” Kenji greeted, dropping onto the chair opposite him.
Shoto looked up. “How was your patrol?”
“Good. No major fights, just a guy who needed help.”
Shoto nodded. “That’s part of being a hero too. Not everything is about combat.”
Kenji thought about that. He had always focused on the fighting aspect of hero work, but today had been different.
"I want a favour."
Shoto looked over at his son
"What is it?"
"About that patrolling incident...the guy was troublesome but he's not a criminal,could you find him a job"
Shoto raised an eyebrow
"a job?"
Kenji looked serious,
"Yes"
Shoto looked at him seriously.
“I'll find some thing, also I’ve noticed, you’re pushing yourself.”
Kenji tensed. “Is that a bad thing?”
“No,” Shoto said. “But you need to remember why you’re doing this. It’s not just about proving yourself it’s about helping people.”
Kenji was quiet for a moment before sighing. “I know. I just… I don’t want to waste any time.”
Shoto’s expression softened. “You won’t. Just make sure you’re not losing yourself in the process.”
Kenji didn’t respond right away, but he took his father’s words to heart.
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MY HERO ACADEMIA:NEXT GENERATION
ActionTHIS story is about MHA next gen as the title says.. The protagonist is Kenji todoroki's journey to reach his dream of becoming a hero. Along with the strangles and THEN unfolding mysteries of his life. (What else do you want? It's MHA next gen read...
