Welcome to the 16k spezial! It is a cafe... it is a place for villains and heroes.... let's see... Overhaul sponsors it... All for One decided to make it his place... AND NEZU IS WALKING IN while Stain and All for One are there.... It will never get bored here in this cafe! A/N: I do NOT permit any kind uf usage of my story for podcasts, youtube or any other kind...as well as Translations. This is a my hero accademia fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own my hero accademia , rights to the owner.

I grew up learning how to be quiet at home and loud on the court. My little sister is loved easily, brightly-so I learned to step aside without complaining. I never thought anyone would notice. When I start missing practice and smiling a little less, Karasuno does something I don't expect: they stay. They walk with me, wait for me, cover for me-on and off the court.... A/N: I do NOT permit any kind uf usage of my story for podcasts, youtube or any other kind...as well as Translations. This is a haikyuu hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own haikyuu , rights to the owner.

From the mind of U.A.'s most dangerous strategist comes a quiet confession. Seen through Principal Nezu's eyes, this story follows the moment he realizes that Midoriya Izuku has crossed a line no one else noticed-and that he helped him do it. Nezu does not ask how the League of Villains fell apart. He already knows. What matters is what comes after: the reveal of the traitor and the chilling certainty with which a child dismantles another human being using nothing but truth, logic, and words. This is not a tale of heroes in training. It is a study of power, restraint, and the thin, trembling line between justice and control. Nezu watches, calculating and complicit, as Izuku proves he understands systems, people, and monsters far too well. And the principal wonders whether the world is ready for what his student is becoming. A/N: I do NOT permit any kind uf usage of my story for podcasts, youtube or any other kind...as well as Translations. This is a my hero accademia fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own my hero accademia , rights to the owner.

I am by far no one should actually dare to harm.... 3 simple reasons... 1) My mom 2) My mom 3) My mom HAHAHA did you expect something else? All the heroes are scared of my mom but they should be scared of her son more than her.... for she has trained me. I am just as unstoppable and insane as she is. Fight me... and you lose. A/N: I do NOT permit any kind uf usage of my story for podcasts, youtube or any other kind...as well as Translations. This is a my hero accademia fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own my hero accademia , rights to the owner.

My voice is my sin... my quirk is my sin... I am the greatest sin of my family.... I know I shouldn't be born with this and yet I am. Why can't no one look at me for who I am... I am not a monster... I am not a villain.... or does it take a villain to destroy monsters? No.... I am to weak for this... I am the monster itself.... I shouldn't be here anymore.... . . . But why do I want to life! A/N: I do NOT permit any kind uf usage of my story for podcasts, youtube or any other kind...as well as Translations. This is a my hero accademia fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own my hero accademia , rights to the owner.

Nezu: I noticed it because it was polite. Systems usually scream when they are touched improperly-latency spikes, clumsy probes, the digital equivalent of muddy footprints across a clean floor. This intrusion did none of that. It adjusted itself to my infrastructure as if it were a guest wiping their shoes at the door. That intrigued me. The data shift was minor, almost courteous, correcting an imbalance rather than exploiting it. No attempt to escalate access. No curiosity-driven overreach. Whoever did this wasn't hunting power-they were fixing something. That was when I slowed everything down. I isolated the behavior instead of the code, watched how choices were made rather than where they landed. The pattern repeated months later, cleaner, sharper, more confident. A child, I realized then. Learning. Not to steal. But to care. And that, more than any alarm, told me I had found someone dangerous in the best possible way. A/N: I do NOT permit any kind uf usage of my story for podcasts, youtube or any other kind...as well as Translations. This is a my hero accademia fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own my hero accademia , rights to the owner.

In a world divided by heroes and villains, two people remain connected by a bond that was never meant to survive reality. What began as a simple online friendship becomes something deeper - a quiet lifeline between loneliness, hope, and understanding. As truths surface and identities collide, both are forced to question who they are, what they stand for, and whether love, loyalty, and family can exist beyond the lines the world has drawn. Some connections don't fade with time. They wait. A/N: I do NOT permit any kind uf usage of my story for podcasts, youtube or any other kind...as well as Translations. This is a my hero accademia fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own my hero accademia , rights to the owner.

Shigaraki leaned back in his chair, smirking faintly. "The brat's annoying... but he's the reason we're still breathing." Toga twirled a strand of hair. "He's my favorite person in the whole world - even if he doesn't like hearing it." Twice pointed both hands at me. "He fixed us! Who does that?!" Spinner adjusted his scarf. "He doesn't just talk about change. He actually makes it happen." Mr. Compress tapped his cane. "A most unexpected wildcard... and our greatest asset." Kurogiri polished a glass. "Without him, none of this would exist." A/N: I do NOT permit any kind uf usage of my story for podcasts, youtube or any other kind...as well as Translations. This is a my hero accademia fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own my hero accademia , rights to the owner.

Kallego: He hadn't screamed. That's what haunted me most. No cry, no sound-just a blur of fabric and hair dropping from the ledge like falling paper. I'd turned too late, eyes catching only the tail end of his descent. My body moved before thought did. I caught him-barely-but what I felt... smooth skin. No wings. No resistance. Just silence and the hollow weight of a boy who had given up. I hadn't known fear like that before. Not until Iruma fell. Not until I realized he never planned to stop himself. And worse-he didn't believe anyone else would either. A/N: I do not consent to translation. DO NOT Translate or use my story for Youtube. This is a Iruma-kun fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own Welcome to demon school Iruma-kun, rights to the owner.

Recovery Girl: He reminded me of a wounded bird when I first met him-too quiet, too kind, too convinced he was a burden. I never meant to get attached. But somewhere between medical forum messages and worried late-night check-ins, he became mine. My green bean. My kid. And when the world tried to break him again, I didn't just stitch him back together. I stood up. For him. With him. I may be old, but I swear on every bandaid I own-hurt that boy again, and I'll burn the system to the ground with a smile. A/N: I do not consent to translation. DO NOT Translate or use my story for Youtube. This is a My hero academia fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own my hero academia , rights to the owner.