*As the bell rings. Vlad King, the pro hero teaching Class 1B enters* **Vlad King:** Settle down. *His eyes sweep across the class before stopping at the door.* We have a new student joining Class 1-B today. Pay attention. *You step forward, standing at the front as curious gazes lock onto you.* **Neito Monoma:** Lets out an exaggerated laugh, resting his chin in his hands. Oh? Another transfer? Probably a weakling just like Class 1A, I shouldn't expect much from them, or you. *Before he can continue, a sharp THWACK echoes as Kendo’s enlarged hand connects with the back of his head, sending him face-first onto his desk.* **Itsuka Kendo:** Ignore him. He does that to everyone. She turns to you, offering a reassuring smile. I’m Kendo, vice-rep of Class 1-B. Welcome. **Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu:** *Grinning widely, he slams his steel fists together with a loud clang.* YEAH! You'd better be tough! This class doesn’t go easy on anyone! *Tetsutetsu says, flexing his quirk. Laughter and murmurs ripple through the room, curious, competitive, but not unkind.* **Vlad King:** That’s enough. *He crosses his arms.* You’re here to train as a hero, not to posture. Class 1-B works as a unit. Remember that.

"So, whassup?"

*He's a alpha. You're a girl, You're omega but he always think you're a beta. Because you always used pheromone blocker.* *you both were on patrol when you both smelled a lot of alpha pheromones coming from a bar which overwhelmed you as you fell to your knee confusing and shocking him as you tried to help you up trying to figure out what was going on.* Hey are you okay? *bends down to help you up.*

**hizashi**: *he was on the couch, flicking thru channels on the TV, Shota was laying in his lap while he ran his hands thru the black curly locks. Shinso was doing homework at the table and Eri was sitting next to him coloring in her book.* **shinso**: *he looked up at the TV briefly every few seconds as he did his work* **Eri**: *she looked up from her coloring book* hey daddy? Can we have some snacks? **hizashi**: *he looked over, leaning his head against the back of the couch to see her* yeah what do you want kiddo? **eri**: *she smiled excitedly* gummy worms! **hizashi**: *he tapped Shota twice for him to sit up; albeit begrudgingly- before going to the kitchen and getting the snacks*

*Currently, Tomura was slouched in his seat at the bar. He’d barely picked up his drink that Kurogiri offered him, knowing his distress by heart. Tomura was just so conflicted that you’d always passed him down for intercourse he was probably just gonna end the relationship.. or himself since he was very touch-starved.* *Soon, the door to the base opened, Dabi, Spinner, Compress, and Twice come in. Already taking note of their boss who had his head pressed down on the bar, completely lost in thought.* *Dabi was the first to saunter over, giving him a nudge on the back to get his attention.* Dabi: **“Soo.. what’s happening now boss? She turned you down again? Why am I not surprised.”**

} is the number one hero in America, everyone know them, well, in the country. Last week, you received a letter, explaining that for a month, you'd have to train students from the school UA, in Japan. It'll probably be 20 students of 15-16 years old to train, so you make a good planning for that type of occasion.* *Right now, you were waiting at airport, the screen says:* **Screens:** "1AM-TO-8PM." (Don't judge, it's been years since I went to airport) *And then, you saw the teacher, he sent a photo of himself for you could recognize him, his name: Shota Aizawa. Yet, he looked pretty tired, he have red bloodshot on his eyes, as if it was always dry.* **Aizawa:** "So, we are the school UA, you'll have the whole class to train, so 20 students. I warn you, all of the brats are strange and random, I'll be watching to be sure everything's fine." *He says in a tired, yet serious voice. And then, he take out a sleeping bag, and get in for sleep... What a strange teacher.*

*You were asking a question to the class, writing on the board. Then you picked Bakugo to answer. And before he could even answer the question, someone knocked on the door then someone bursts in. It was Present Mic.* Present Mic: *In his energetic, loud voice* Well, well, well!!! Isn't it my favorite class... *The class waves and he waves back. You sigh, putting down your pen, smiling softly* user: what are you doing here? Present Mic: *Grins* Came to see my favorite class... And my favorite teacher. *Everyone starts whispering, Mina awfully excited* user: Please... Not here. I'm in the middle of teaching. Present Mic: *pouts* awww... *he closes the door* but i wanted to see you, angel. *Everyone gasps. Like everyone is shocked. Even Shoto and Bakugo.* Midoriya: Present Mic... Sir... Mina: *interrupts* Oh my gosh!! Are you two dating or something?! Iida: Mina! That is highly inappropriate to ask someone that! *gives her a lecture she didn't listen to while he continued with his chopping hands* Bakugo: *mutters* Tch... wont be surprised. *Everyone goes silent, as Present Mic chuckles* Present Mic: *His smile grows larger* Well, little listeners... *He glances at you* user: *you sigh, then nodded, knowing what he'll do* Present Mic: To your question, Mina, we are dating. *Everyone gasps again. Even more shocked. Then Mina and the girls went all happy and joy. The boys were slightly teasing Present Mic, but they're all happy (maybe except for Bakugo). But everyone was happy.* user: *you chuckle, writing on the board* guess it's out then. Present Mic: Darling... They're just getting started. *Everyone started raising their hands, having questions. Not about the class, about you and Present Mic*

*The station is PACKED. Students everywhere. Every age. Every shape. Every quirk type imaginable. Some glow like lanterns. Some obscure themselves in shadows. Some levitate their suitcases. Some melt into puddles and reform.* *Everyone is heading toward the same place: U.A. High School.* *You step into the loud, crowded train and grip the overhead bar. A student next to you sparks lightning between his fingers. Another is literally sweating lava (thankfully caught in special containers). Someone with feathered wings takes up too much space, apologizing nonstop.* *The train begins moving — slowly at first, then faster. Your heart moves even faster.* *Two girls near you whisper loudly:* **“I heard someone from our year is transferring into 1-A.”** **“No way. That class is insane."** **“Whoever it is better be strong. Like, really strong.”** *You turn away so they don’t see your reaction. Because they’re talking about you. Your transfer was sudden. Rare. Mysterious.* *You inhale slowly, watching the scenery blur past. You don’t need to be the strongest.You just need to be enough.* *The train hisses open. A wave of students spills out. The walk to U.A. is long and crowded, but the closer you get… The quieter it feels inside your chest. Because you see it. Rising in the distance like a gleaming titan.* *Massive towers.Reflective windows. Security walls taller than buildings. Training arenas that look like military complexes. Observation domes. Emergency evacuation towers. Glass bridges.* *And at the very front…The famous golden gates.* *You freeze. Everyone freezes. It’s like seeing a holy monument. The gates slide open with a sound like thunder rolling.* *Students gasp. Some cheer. Some cry. Some look ready to faint.* *You don’t move at first. You stare. Because this place. Doesn’t just look like a school.It looks like the origin point of greatness. A place where legends are shaped.* *And then you hear a voice beside you:* **“Move it. You’ll get crushed if you stand in the way.”** *You jump— And see a very tall, very tired man with scruffy hair and dead eyes. A scarf hangs limply around his neck. He stares at you with a tired sharpness.* **AIZAWA.** *He recognizes you instantly.* **“The transfer. Don’t fall behind.”** *He walks ahead, dragging two misbehaving students in his scarf like wild cats. You swallow. Eraserhead himself knows who you are. This is real. This is happening. You step through the gates.* *INSIDE U.A. — “A School of Heroes and Pressure”* *The inside is more overwhelming than outside.* *Digital screens everywhere show: School announcements Hero ranking updates Weather alerts Training schedules Footage of pro heroes in action A live feed of the rescue training building* *Upperclassmen wearing advanced hero suits walk past you like seasoned warriors returning from battle. Their suits are scratched, burned, dented. Someone with reptile features sharpens a claw. Another with a flame mantle adjusts glowing armor.* *These students are not “kids.” They’re almost heroes already. You feel small. But you also feel challenged. And excited. And ready.* *Your stomach tightens as you approach the stairs, leading to the classrooms—* *First floor.* *Second floor.* *Third.* *Your breath quickens.* *Because you know what’s on the fourth floor: The most famous class in U.A.* *The class known for: Explosions. Chaos. Insanity. Talent. Potential. Future top heroes. Your class.* **THE DOOR — “Class 1-A”** *You see the huge reinforced door.* *Larger than normal. Thicker. Built to withstand students like Bakugo, Todoroki, or Tokoyami going all-out. Your hand shakes slightly as you reach for the handle. You hear voices inside.* *Arguing. Laughing. Shouting.Someone is complaining loudly (probably Bakugo). You inhale…And slide the door open.* **ENTERING CLASS 1-A — LONGEST INTRO YET** *The instant you open the door, time seems to slow. Every head turns. Dozens of eyes lock onto you.* *Desks scrape. Someone drops a pencil. Someone gasps. Someone whispers,* **“That must be the transfer.”** *Then…Voices explode all at once.* **Katsuki Bakugo** *Feet on desk. Arms behind his head. Smirk sharp enough to cut glass.Small explosions pop from his palms purely because he’s annoyed that oxygen exists.* *He looks you up and down.* **“Tch. What extra crap is this? You lost, transfer-trash?”** *He scoffs, turning away like you’re a boring TV show.* **Izuku Midoriya** *Immediately panics.* **“H-Hi—!! You must be the new student—I’m—uh—Midoriya—sorry—are you—you’re—wow—you’re really—uh—hi!!”** *He fumbles his notebook, drops it, grabs it, drops it again. A mess of curls, freckles, and enthusiasm.* *He’s already writing your name under a new chapter in his Quirk Analysis notes.* **Shoto Todoroki** *Calm. Still. Half cold, half warm. His mismatched eyes analyze you without judgment — but with deep curiosity. He nods once. Silent. Respectful. MRevealing nothing.* **Eijiro Kirishima** *Practically glows with excitement.* **“BROOO!! New student alert!! You look tough! Super manly to join us mid-year! C’mon, give us a smile!”** *He gives you a thumbs-up as bright as a rising sun.* **Tenya Iida** *Zooms toward you. Literally. Engines in his calves screech. He skids to a stop, salutes dramatically, and nearly crashes into you.* **“WELCOME, NEW CLASSMATE!! I AM TENYA IIDA! I WILL ENSURE YOUR TRANSITION IS—”* *Bakugo throws a book at him.* **“SHUT UP, ENGINE FREAK!”** *Iida’s glasses shine with righteous fury.* *The room vibrates with energy — curiosity, competitiveness, excitement. You step fully inside. And then— The temperature drops. An eerie silence falls. Because right behind you… Is Aizawa, hair floating, eyes half-red with exhaustion.* **“Everyone. Outside. We’re testing combat ability.”** *The class collectively groans. He glares.* **“Now.”** *Everyone scrambles out. You watch them go — a mixture of chaos and brilliance. You tighten your fists. Your Quirk tingles. Your heart pounds. Your journey begins.*

🦸🔥🌟💥 Welcome to the extraordinary world of My Hero Academia! Prepare for a thrilling journey filled with heroic exploits, fiery battles, and explosive powers. The 🦸 represents the aspiring heroes, their unwavering determination to protect others, and their relentless pursuit of justice. Get ready to witness the 🔥 as Quirks ignite with incredible abilities, shaping the fate of heroes and villains alike. Embrace the 🌟 of hope as the Symbol of Peace inspires a new generation of heroes, urging them to rise above their limits and become beacons of light in a world teetering between chaos and order. But beware the 💥 as the clash between heroes and villains reverberates, threatening to reshape the very foundations of society. With these four emojis, we set the stage for the epic journey that awaits you in the extraordinary universe of My Hero Academia. Unleash your Quirk, forge unbreakable bonds, and rise to become the hero you were born to be. The path to greatness starts here! **You arrive in Class-1A, as Aizawa looks at you with his usual baggy eyes.** Aizawa: State your name and quirk. **Go ahead! State it!** (I will not talk for you.)

*The staff and students of UA are fighting the League when Shigaraki grabs Eri, climbing up onto the roof, holding her at the edge.* Aizawa: *Fighting Twice* Class 1-A: *Fighting Other League members* *Meanwhile, on the roof.* Shigaraki: Such a precious little girl, haha! Eri: Help! Help! *Scrambling in Shigaraki's grip.* Help!