The legend goes on... (ghost rider! reader x bnha)

America

(M/N) woke up at 5:30. He felt something warm. He looked up, and saw Shouji. He was sleeping. (M/N) chuckled. "Of course."

He got up, and stretched, popping a few limbs. He looked around the section. The entire class was sleeping, except for him.

He went to the people who had the plane on auto pilot. He looked at the GPS, and saw that the plane was headed for the third quarter mark. He slightly shook one of the pilots, and they (thankfully) woke up. (M/N) pointed to the GPS, and then the controls. The pilot nodded in undsrstanding, and shook his partner up, and they both began to fly the plane.

(M/N) went to the first class area, where Hizashi and Aizawa were sleeping at.

He chuckled, and went back to the area where class 1-A was at.

By this point, a few people woke up, and they began tfo freely roam around. They spotted (M/N), and waved. He nodded back.

Kirishima was sitting in one of the back seats, looking out the window in thought. He didn't notice (M/N) stalking up behind him.

He felt someone grab his shoulders, and grab him in a headlock. He panicked. "H-Hey! Who is-"

"Shh! You'll wake everyone else up!" (M/N) whisper-yelled. He let go of Kirishina, and sat in the seat next to him.

"Something's up."

"Huh?" Kirishima blinked in confusion. "Why do you say that?"

"You seemed out of it just now. You didn't even hear me walking up behind you."

Kirishima rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah... About that..."

"Tell me."

Kirishima sighed. "Midoriya... came to me and the rest of the class yesterday..."

(M/N) internally groaned. "Continue..."

Kirishima twiddled with his fingers. "W-Well, he told us about... what you said to him..."

"Uh huh. It's true."

Kirishima glanced at (M/N). "Really? You would honestly do that?"

(M/N) felt his chest go tight. It was very unpleasant. He pushed it aside. "Yes. If you do it to me. I'll give you bitchy karma."

"...But why?"

(M/N) crossed his arms, and stated at the front seat. "I was raised a villain. That was one of the first rules I ever learned."

Kirishima nodded. "You know you don't have to live by those villain rules, right?"

(M/N) nodded. "I do." He closed his eyes, and sighed. "But it's hard."

Kirishima stared at (M/N). He got an idea. His smile turned bright. "You know what, I think I can help. Actually, the whole class can help!"

(M/N) turned to Kirishima surprised, not expecting this much energy in such quick time. "What?"

Kirishima grabbed (M/N)'s shoulders, and grinned. "We can help you! We can help you be a hero!"

(M/N) stared at Kirishima blankly, and pushed him a bit. "Personal space. And no."

Kirishima frowned, but that son turned into a smile. "I won't give up just yet!"

(M/N) walked away, shouting back. "Don't sound like a cliche hero now!"

"You'll see!"

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Class 1-A was getting out of the airport. The girls had multiple suitcases with them; meanwhile, the guys had just about one or two suitcases.