"That was quite hectic." ,-Izuku thought walking out from the event as he gets a call from his mother while he tried to change in the waiting room.
"Sweetie are you okay?" ,-Inko called worried about her son's condition after the battle.
"Yeah mom and fine, I will be home soon the sports festival is about to end." ,-Midoriya finished his call with his mom.
Walking out from the waiting room without a shirt he wasn't aware that he had to bring in spare clothes for this event and Izuku didn't want to bring more attention if he wears his other cloth sets.
While he was thinking someone passes by and hands him a card. "Hey, what's...this?" ,-Midoriya reacted looking around for someone but there was no one nearby, and then looks over at the card in his hand. "Uh?"
"Excellent work out there, he will surely be in touch with us." ,-said a mysterious person hiding behind a pillar nearby. "Let's go before we get caught." ,-said the other hidden individual as they left the area.
"Uh? That's...rather weird, someone had been watching me from a distance." ,-he thought putting the card away. "I'm tired, and I still need to find a shirt." ,- Izuku though still recovering from his last battle which resulted in his victory. His right arm and left leg were crippled after the duel but with the help of two stimpacks. "It's almost healed, I wonder what's inside this mysterious medicine." ,-Midoriya questioned feeling relieved as his body was completely healed.
Waiting for the last battle of the festival was now on hold as the staff of the school repaired the arena once more for the final duel.
Walking to the temporary student cafeteria section, everyone turned towards him as Izuku entered the room. "Why is everyone staring at me? Is it because of last round or....",-he looks down noticing that he was still not wearing a shirt. "Okay, maybe that's why." ,- revealing his detailed muscles Izuku continued walking to get something to eat.
Charisma had a side effect on the user in being more confident. Izuku wasn't worried or scared walking around without a shirt as he previously thought. Other still students couldn't stop staring at his refined muscles across his exposed body.
He walks up the empty line and looks at what's available to eat. "Finally they have it." ,-Midoriya thought of seeing his favorite food on the menu. "Katsudon, nice." ,-Izuku thought receiving his food and walks towards an empty table nearby eating his most desired food.
While he was eating, someone unexpectedly came by to talk to him. "Midoriya, what are you doing?" ,-Izuku turns around as he heard someone across the cafeteria.
"Class rep? ,-he questioned noticing Yaoyorozu in the distance walking towards him. (Quirk: Creation)
"Put on a shirt." ,-she instructed as she notices it was causing a bit of commotion. Even the business course was trying to implement his previous fight and his body marketable.
"But don't have a spare." ,-Izuku responded as he continued eating, "But maybe I should put on another one of my armor sets.",-he thought
"Fine, here have this." ,-said Yaoyorozu prepared had a U.A, P.E shirt on hand. "Here, put it on." ,-she said handing out a shirt to him.
Midoriya was surprised for a moment as they don't usually talk or interact much.
"Thank you." ,-Izuku quickly puts in on, "It fits great.",-he thanks Yaoyorozu again.
"Alright, the arena has been finally repaired. The last fight of the day will commence in just a moment. Yeeaaahhhh!!!!" ,- announced Present Mic loud as always across the stadium.
"Looks like it's time." ,- said Yaoyorozu staring at Izuku devouring his food within seconds.
"Yeah, time to go." ,-said Izuku quickly finishing off the last of his food.
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Midoriya the Vault Dweller
Fanfiction(Crossover with fallout mechanics and MHA) Midoriya has been living in a world where 80 percent of the population had some type of power called quirks. As to him, he was still in the remaining 20 percent that don't have powers called quirkless, unti...
