[currently under major editing, please read at risk of changes.]
"I heard there's a new transfer student!"
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Shiro Kurayami is a new admittee to U.A. High School of Heroics, she joins the class of 1-A and is immediately taken a liking to...
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"We gotta move it. 'Cause of your plane delay we're gonna be late." Glancing at the giant clock by the center of the giant airport, Aizawa turned to walk, herself following.
"Late for what?" She asked, trying to keep up with his fast pace without tripping over her own luggage.
"Don't you remember? You're enrolling to U.A. today."
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"Year 20XX, 11-year-old Shiro Kurayami, lost control of her Quirk and killed four other children, one of them including her own younger 6-year-old brother, Kuro Kurayami."
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Bakugo's sudden hitch of breath almost made him choke, he couldn't believe what that damned journalist was spewing just to target Aizawa, and the unconscious girl that sat tied up in a chair next to him.
"There's just no fucking way." He thought, looking at the said girl, there was no way what that journalist was saying was true. Even if it was, why the fuck would he bring it up now? All to screw with U.A.?!
"Why're they criticizing the heroes, huh?! Their only crime was doing too little, too late!" In a dimly lit bar, were where the League of Villains hid, whereas a small television aired the same video segment of the U.A. conference. "It's their job to protect, but anyone can screw up now and then right?!"
Tomura Shigaraki, the head of the League of Villains, was sitting by the bar, having watched the segment along with his colleagues, seen the press pressuring the high school of heroes. "Why're people expecting them to be perfect?!"
"Heroes today sure have it rough I'd say. Am I right, Bakugo?" Bakugo growled in distaste, glaring at the villains that were around him. If only his hands weren't locked in these cuffs, oh he'd show them what he fucking thought!
Ignoring the useless babbling, he looked to Kurayami, who had yet come out of unconsciousness ever since they got here.
'Fuck, come on pipsqueak. It's about time you get your shit together.'
"Dabi, untie him." Oh? Well, how lucky for him and stupid of them. That hands guy was more stupid than he thought, yapping about treating him as an equal.
Hah! Like they'll ever be as powerful as him. Bunch of dipshits.
Bakugo held onto the straight face he still had, just so it looked like he was obedient to whatever they were saying. He silently watched the villains go over who would untie him, then continued to yap about how their acts were of purpose and reason.
Oh please, that's what they all fucking say.
Just as that full bodysuit villain was untying him, there was a slight stir and murmur coming from the girl next to him, but he couldn't turn to her just yet. That would be too obvious.
