A boy who has known nothing but hate from a family member that once loved him learns to love once again with the help of some newly earned family members and friends that are made along the way. Follow Junsuina Hikari as he faces his nightmares and...
Morning lessons were just normal school stuff. Maths, Japanese Literature, English, you know the boring lessons. After lunch, however, is when the fun lessons start. Basic Hero Training was the lesson we were about to be taught but our teacher still had yet to appe-.
"I HAVE COME THROUGH THE DOOR, LIKE NORMAL!!"
'Nevermind I spoke too soon.'
All Might, the number one hero strode through the door while the class chattered.
"It's All Might...!! He's really gonna teach us...!!" "That's his Silver Age costume...!!"
"Hero Basic Training! The class that'll put you through all sorts of special training to mold you into heroes!!." All Might spoke giving a slight show at the same time, "No time to dally. Today's activity is this!!" He majestically turned around holding a plaque card reading: 'BATTLE' "BATTLE TRAINING!! And for that... YOU NEED THESE!!" A wall with rectangular indents suddenly retracted from the wall showing briefcases with the numbers one through to twenty-two, "In accordance with the "Quirk Registry" and the special request forms you filled out before being admitted... COSTUMES!!"
The class roared in excitement.
"After you change, come out in the ranking order to Ground Beta!!"
"Looking good is very Ladies and Gentlemen!! LOOK ALIVE NOW!! BECAUSE FROM TODAY ON... YOU'RE ALL HEROES!!"
I stood leaning against the wall in the dark corridor waiting for a certain shy girl who was yet to leave to the training grounds. Just down the hallway, a door opened. A girl stepped out. She was wearing a white top that looked a little big with black English words in one corner, the top was tucked into a pair of washed-out ripped denim shorts and to top it all off she had a black baseball cap on that left her eyes under a shadow. As she came more into the light you could see a very pale pink strap go over her shoulder and connect with a brown painted guitar that rested on her back. She looked like... herself.
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