DISCLAIMER: I am not, nor to I claim to be, associated with the creator of My Hero Academia; Kohei Hokoshi. This story is canon-divergent and this writing is my own, though all characters and concepts belong to the original creator, as stated previously.
This story is set in and revolves around an Alternate Timeline or Alternate Universe (AU), meaning any and all storylines are not canon. Additionally, this story involves topics such as death, regret, depression, guilt, self-loathing and negative self-talk, Survivor's Guilt, abuse, trauma, suicidal thoughts, rapid-fire emotions, and more canon-typical themes such as discrimination, violence and hospitals.
If any of these themes make you uncomfortable, I would suggest not reading through my works. However, if you are alright with it, remember to stay safe and I hope you enjoy :>
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Summary:
Oboro Shirakumo hesitated, hand hovering over the handle to Class 1-A's homeroom door. Just one pull.
He hadn't taught first-years before, but that wasn't why he was worried. The hero was afraid of the memories that resurfaced deep in his mind, a veil of smoke stung behind his eyes that he'd rapidly tried to ignore. Pushing the door open and stepping inside, he was met with 20 eyes, and he breathed.
OR
The AU where Shirakumo didn't die during internships and he became a teacher at UA.
(But Aizawa may or may not have died instead. Sorry <3)
This is a My Hero Academia fanfic with my oc, Akari Ito.
Akari is a strong girl, but what she goes through, could break her.
Akari became a UA student, when she made it into the hero course, she was quiet, almost a mute, until someone found out about her past. She has a dark past, that no one other than a few people know about.
Im sorry, i'm horrible with summaries :/
Akari is in the same class as class 1-A
this fanfic doesn't go through the whole anime, it stops around the dorms maybe a little after. i might do a time skip to her experiences as a pro-hero.