Hey guys! I'm back with the eleventh instalment of Koko's My Hero Academia story. This book will be covering the FINAL season of MHA and I am sobbing. After this, we will be getting a follow on story for Koko since you all love her so much and I cannot believe it.

Koko Yagami was a 15 year old girl who studied at U.A. High School alongside all of her friends. Now, she's a 39 year old Mother of three children. Their names are Kenzo, Kojima, and Ieri Todoroki. The three of them, triplets. Along with her husband, Shoto Todoroki, the two have been raising them, getting them ready to go to U.A. High School.

Six students. One dead teacher. Four hours. Detention at Blackwood Academy was supposed to be boring - until Mrs Vanderson is shot dead in front of them and a mysterious voice takes control of the room. Their phones are destroyed, the doors are locked, and the voice claims that one of them has something that belongs to him. But what is it? And why were these six chosen? As they search the classroom for answers, secrets begin to surface - hidden addictions, dead parents, family lies, forbidden feelings and a connection between them that none of them ever knew existed. With the clock ticking and someone watching their every move, they have four hours to uncover the truth... or they might not make it out of Blackwood Academy alive. WARNING - Contains mild violence and mild-severe cursing/swearing This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Six students sitting in a quiet class, Staring blankly at the hourglass. To them, this hour is just detention, Glad they narrowly escaped suspension. But in reality, something worse is on, As they sit idly, drawing polygons. Suddenly, a loud gun goes off, The voice on the intercom clears its cough. It says: "You have something that belongs to me, Do not even dare to flee. Do you want to end up like your teacher? Your beloved, dear school-teacher? She lies here bleeding and dead on the floor, And if you dare to step out of that door, Or choose to ignore what I say on this phone, You'll end up buried right under a gravestone."