Yeah, I'm An OC Insert.

U.A High school? Nah, we going to college, baby! Who'd put kids against people with guns? Plus (ultra #nice), now everyone is 18+, and you can't tell me Bakugo doesn't like to drink and be angsty.

Taste test of this book. There is an oc insert, so I understand your concern. But, I do have plans for this fanfiction:

On my way out the door, I drunkenly pull instead of push. I sigh and push my way outside. At least I've calmed down enough to sleep. Plus, I'm all warm and tingly and ready for bed. Yeah! I'm gonna ace this exam. No! I'll blow it out of the water. I pump my fist in the air. "I'M GETTING INTO THAT UNIVERSITY AND NOTHING WILL GET IN MY WAY!" I growl in English as my vocal cords shift. "AND IF NEEDS BE? I'MMA CHEAT! I'MMA CHEAT ON THAT GODDAMN JAPANESE ESSAY! RAHHHH! PURASU URUTURA (plus ultra)!" I pump my arms.

Then I hear air rush, my instincts try to kick in, but they are slowed by the tequila. Alas, my only weakness. Suddenly, I am seeing stars. I fall to my knees but manage to recover enough to swing around and face my attacker. They have a sweatshirt on with a big hood and long sleeves. I can't see what they hit me with, but they lift their arm toward me like a weapon. I growl. They demand that I give them my cash. I don't know what their quirk is. If I move, it could be a one-hit K.O. or a complete bluff.

I pull out my wallet and formulate a plan. First, I'll throw it into the air as I've seen in movies. They'll focus on the wallet for a split second before realizing their mistake. Yes, this would leave me an opening, and I can attack. I keep a scared face and smirk in my mind. The fool, they will know PAIN! I start to throw the wallet when suddenly there is an explosion, and the person disappears in a blur. My eyes snap toward the direction the blur raced.