MidoriIkaru
Katsumi and the Nomu-Boy is a weird, messy, unexpectedly sweet story about a girl who never asked for responsibility... and the stitched-together disaster child who decided she's his entire world.
After the USJ attack goes sideways, the heroes discover something they absolutely did not have on their bingo card: a smaller, boy-shaped Nomu who refuses to leave Katsumi Bakugo's side. He growls at villains, mimics heroes, hides behind her legs when he's scared, and-against every law of ethics, biology, and common sense-seems to genuinely care about her.
The punchline?
He used to be Izuku Midoriya.
Yes. That Izuku. The quirkless kid who died at twelve and somehow got resurrected as a high-end bio-weapon with puppy-centric loyalty issues.
Katsumi is caught between being freaked out, furious, and painfully protective of this stitched gremlin who keeps tugging at her sleeve and trying his best to be "helpful." U.A. is trying to figure out what to do with him, the League is mad they lost their asset, and Nomu-bō himself is just trying to understand why certain faces feel warm and why Katsumi smells like "safe."
Between chaos, training, villain drama, and some very messy emotions, Katsumi slowly realizes she's not just babysitting a monster.
She's helping a boy relearn how to be human.
It's heartfelt, uncomfortable in all the right ways, a little creepy, a little cute, and very much a story about second chances in the weirdest form possible.