Deep within the schools library Hitoshi was dealing with writers block as he twirled his pencil from finger to finger.
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He groaned and sighed heavily as he packed up his belongings into his backpack and decided to take a walk to clear his head. He had a paper that was due soon but no inspiration.
"A researched study on Hero Legacies of dead heroes and what it means to the future generations...seriously dad? Huh...why must you make my life even harder?"
He remembered his dad and Mister Vlad's smug grins as they addressed both the hero classes with the dreaded research project. ----------------------- Vlad spoke. "We expect the research to be thorough, no Wikipedia. Online interviews and memoirs of Heroes count as approved sources. The goal is for you to not only learn something about the hero you research but to have an understanding of what or who they left behind and how their legacy lives on today."
Shota chimed in. "Furthermore the legacies of Hero's like All Might, or researching any of the teachers, and any living family members that are pro hero's willnot be counted as completion of the assignment. Those who fail to heed this advice willget an automatic F."
Kaminari gulped. Hitoshi smirked and rolled his eyes.
"If you want you can do the public service route with the police and emergency services."
"Just make it worth my time to read got it? I could care less what your students do Vlad." Shota crossed his arms over his chest and spoke sternly towards his students. "Prove that you were engaged in this assignment. And keep in mind that the legacies you leave behind can help inspire future generations. So take some time before you start to dwell on who you want to be remembered as by looking at the legacies of your elder Pro Heros."
Shota's words were directed towards his students but his eyes were locked upon his son bored expression. "Understand Hitoshi?"
Hitoshi rolled his eyes. "Jeesh I get it already dad. I can't write about you. It's like you want me to inflate your ego by giving you a big head over some flowery writing."
Shota swatted the back of his head. "Watch the attitude boy."
Vlad smirked. "Remember they gotta be dead, I suggested the morgue but that's to dark for you pansies now have fun."
Shota froze over memories and ultimately sighed into his hand. "Seriously Vlad..." ----------------------- Hitoshi kicked a rock and groaned as he headed towards the dormitory to spend some time with Eri or Emiko.
*Hero legacy? Well I guess I can always write about my parents and my grandfather...*
He faltered and started wringing his hands together within his hoodies frontal pocket and frowned.
