Hero Hunter: Izuku Yagi [opm x mha]

Chapter 61: Redemption part 4

Izumi, sitting near the back, was the first to speak. Her voice trembled slightly, though she quickly regained her composure.

Izumi: "Izuku..." Her voice cracked slightly. She couldn't help the relief and disbelief in her eyes. "You... you actually came." She said with a smile.

Izuku didn't respond. He glanced at her briefly before looking away, his attention shifting to the others.

Bakugo, sitting at his desk, smirking, his sharp gaze locking on Izuku.

Bakugo: "Tch... about time you showed up."

Todoroki: "Izuku..." He hesitated before continuing. "It's good to see you..."

Kirishima's mouth opened and closed uselessly, his usual bright energy utterly absent.

Kirishima: "No way..." He muttered, voice barely above a whisper.

Mina, gripping the edge of her desk, swallowed thickly.

Mina: "He's... he's really here."

Kaminari's hands trembled slightly as he forced a weak, nervous chuckle.

Kaminari: "T-This is a joke, right? No way this is real... no way..."

Yaoyorozu, normally composed, gripped her pencil too tightly. Her voice was quiet but unmistakably shaken.

Yaoyorozu: "It's him. It's really him..."

Shouji stayed silent, his body tense, instinctively remembering the fight.

Tokoyami, his normally poetic tone subdued, could only mutter a single phrase under his breath.

Tokoyami: "He's actually here after everything..."

Mineta, who usually had a comment ready, could only stare in shock.

Mineta: "Oh... oh shit—"

Uraraka felt her heartbeat hammer against her chest, her stomach twisting.

Uraraka: "This isn't a dream, right? He's actually—"

Asui, despite her usual blunt nature, could barely form words.

Asui: "Ribbit... he's standing right there..."

Jirou's hands clenched into fists, her face pale as she fought back the shiver running down her spine.

Jirou: "No way..."

Sero let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, voice shaking.

Sero: "Holy shit. He's really here."

Even Iida, always composed and stiffened, was gripping his desk.

Iida: "Hero Hun— No. Yagi..." He corrected himself, pushing up his glasses in a futile attempt to regain composure. "This is... quite the surprise."

None of them needed to say what they were thinking.

They had all fought him.

Or rather, they had all been slaughtered by him.

A massacre—that was the only way to describe it. Limbs crushed, ribs broken, bodies thrown around like ragdolls. They had barely even been able to fight back. Their strongest attacks had done nothing. Their best efforts had amounted to nothing.

And the worst part?

He hadn't even been awake when he did it.

Izuku remained standing at the front of the room, utterly indifferent to their reactions. His gaze was calm, uninterested, like he hadn't just walked into a room full of people who had every reason to fear him.