Originalcharactercentric Stories

These are the tales of a specialized squadron of clone commandos officially known as Erebus Squadron, but they like to call themselves the Killjoys because it sounds cool and really they're just a Big Bunch o' Nerds.

-just as there are those that guard the earth; there must be those that guard the heavens.

"Rumi," Oniko whined. "I'm bored." Rumi walked out of the bathroom and into the living room, still toweling dry her hair, to find her idiot boyfriend face down on the couch in nothing but his underwear. "Then get a job," she snarked. "Bum." "I have a job," Oniko continued with his whining. "They just won't let me work." - Oniko is a lot of things. A Pro Hero, a boyfriend, a general nuisance. The list goes on. What he is not is a teacher. Or good with teenagers. But hey, the world works in mysterious ways, and now he's got a small desk in the teacher's office at UA that comes with free coffee and chatty coworkers. At least he's not FULLY a teacher, he just had to work with All Might. Which would be a breeze, right? ...Right? (What do you mean the man doesn't have a teaching license?!) - I'm back on my bullshit with another fun little guy. Updates will happen.