I used to think I had to hide parts of myself-the fighter, the past, the way my blood sings when I move with purpose. But after everything, they see me now. Not just the "jumping gremlin," but someone who reads the game, who leads it. The gym feels different. My team is growing, and for the first time, I'm not holding back. I'm not scared to be who I am-short, strong, fast, and unshakable. Karasuno's nest is shifting, and I'm right in the middle of it. Still cheerful. Still a menace. But no more masks. Just me. All in.
A/N:
This is a haikyuu fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing.
Rights on the pictures go to the artist.
I do not own haikyuu, rights to the owner.
Thanks to the boredom of a certain villain, he decided to infiltrate class 1A's group chat. Little did he know that he would find out something about the cinnamon roll of UA.
Izuku hated group chats with passion since no one ever really cared about what he wrote. All the class ever wanted from him was help and he was gradually getting tired of this. One day the class made a slip up and let him know what they really think about him. The betrayal he felt was real and little did he know that a certain villain group was watching and reading everything that happened to him.
What will Izuku do if he gets a sudden invite to another group.
A/N:
This will not be your usual chatfic. There will be a lot of chapters written as a chat but there will also be others that are not.
This is a mha fanstory and I have no idea where this is gonna go ... hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing.
Rights on the pictures go to the artist.
I do not own mha, rights to the owner.