A dark laugh escaped my lips as I looked across the steel table at my companion. "And what makes you think me going there will even do anything?" I questioned, leaning forwards and straining against the quirk-resistant cuffs. "I know you're not the monster everyone thinks you are." . . . "Ī̶̠̬͋̀̅̽̽̕'̶̰͉̱͓̣̃m̴͓̮̪̻̒̒͝ ̶͙͈̭͖͖͎̟͊̀͝ā̷̛͕f̸̨͈̗͊́̓r̷̨̮̖͂a̷̬̼̦̖̍̀̀̑͗̀̑ͅi̸̠͈̊̾͗̿̅̚d̵̞͉̦̹̈̔ ̶̬̃t̵̻͎̭̝͊̀͠ͅĥ̵̨̯̯̈́̈́̔̂̚͝ȧ̵̢̝̝̱̹͚̅͆t̷͉̼͛̈̊̊'̸̟̟̲͆͑̉̋̒̊s̴̗͉͍͔͉͗̅̅͊̆́͘ ̴̱̻̻̂̄̃͋͆̆͘w̸̫̜̜̼͌̏́͑̓͝h̷̬͔́͐͑͠é̴͖̳͈̪̐͂͆ṙ̷̡̮͈̦̙͉e̸̛̪̜͑̀̈́͑̽̀ ̷͍͉͙̿̑̏͆̎̕y̶̡͈͉̤͊͐͋̂͑̌͝o̵̩̠̼͂ṳ̴̟̯͈̄͂̀̕͜'̵̯̯̌̐̃͂ȑ̴̡̢̢̳̦̙̍̀͐̓̚͜͝é̷͍̻͈̺̙̽̈͂̽̀ ̴͇̺̹͚̲̦̐͑͗̀̀w̵̳̱͇͒̔̃͂͘̚ȑ̷̮͕̤̘ǫ̵̖͔̣̭͙͚̿̿̾̒̍̏͘n̶̝̣̥̺̳̤͐ͅg̵͚̭̺̣̟̗̉̑͌̅̔̌.̸͖̖̍̚.̴̛̛͓̝̹̤̼͐́̈̚̕"

(y/n) (l/n), also known has the pro hero: Snow leopard, starts his first year of teaching at U.A. high. Disclaimer: I do not own my hero academia

Not knowing what to do, always following other's orders, trying to make things right. Everyone believed they were quirkless, useless, a liability for heroes. It wasn't long before they proved themselves to be stronger, they proved themselves to be their own hero. (I really don't know, I'm impulsive and started this at 12 in the morning, I hope that description was enough to gain your attention at least.)

BEING KIDNAPPED at a young age is one thing, but being saved by someone you hoped to avoid is another hiatus + edited ☆

-It all started with a little smile- "Sorry for bumping in to you." The (h/c) male kindly smiled -His heart swelled up with love- "Yamada, my heart. Its beating so fast." -But with love came jealousy- "Why is he talking to her?! He should only talk to me!"

Merfolk were the very foundation of Shota Aizawa's childhood. Growing up with an absentee mother and a father who worked hard to keep them comfortably afloat, Aizawa found himself growing up faster than most kids his age. Mature beyond his years, he still derived joy from the stories his father would tell him at night. Sitting on the end of his bed, his dad would spin tales of finned creatures who convened with dolphins and wrestled sharks. Shimmering scales and magic that surpassed what was thought to be possible with quirks alone. Stories of seashell hoards and kingdoms built of colorful coral and carefully polished stone. It was one of the few things Shota could look back on and smile. The mere mention of them brought a light feeling to his chest and a shine to his eyes. Though, he never would've thought those myths could be true. (I do NOT own the cover art)

You graduated U.A alongside the known heros Eraser Head, Present Mic and Midnight. Those three were your closest and best friends but after graduation you had to leave them behind. Moving to the U.S due to family matters right after graduation you ended up losing all contact with them, however you didn't leave without saying goodbye. You told them once things were settled you would comeback. 5 years later and you are now a well know pro hero in the U.S, and is returning back to Japan to help assist U.A. After receiving a letter from Principal Nezu, asking if you would be willing to help assist the classes, you agreed right away with no hesitation. With your unexpected return, what relationships will blossom with it? ~❄~ ~I'm still new to Wattpad so if you have any tips of feedback please let me know. Thank you for reading my story though it probably isn't as great. Anyway please enjoy, stay safe and have a wonderful day ❤~

**SEVERE GORE WARNING!!** **FOUL LANGUAGE** The hands coming from the male's back, reached for his opponent's neck, slashing it in a heartbeat. Tears dripped from the dull eyes of the murderer "This is not what I wanted. Y O U A L L A R E A T F A U L T." As rain poured from the blackened sky, the broken male stumbled his way back. "This is not my fault... But why? This heavy feeling I'm getting... It all is their fault." The scarred male took off his mask. • • • • "WANTED:SHADOW" "DO NOT ENCOUNTER ON YOUR OWN." "PLEASE CONTACT ANY PRO HERO IN AREA." • • • • Y/N looked at the wanted poster, and walked off without a word. "Have I been this dangerous?" ============= (warning: slight harem)