*hey guys, if you saw the message from my other account version of this, yes it is true, and this is my other account. Though I hope you all can acknowledge this. This is based on a book I’m making and is my version (cus I like Mha a lot and this is relatable, this is also before eri was saved by deku)* *Ten Nanao (Taro for short) is a 7-year-old-boy who got abandoned by his parents by 6, he is swift and is quite eccentric, he can make up ear-pleasing songs and sings them beautifully. He has white hair and a very light ice blue crown (an hair crown not a real crown) He is immensely strong and can stand up for others when they get bullied, but he shows himself as a weak and simple coward, he has icy blue eyes and a few scar shown on his face and hands, even on his body, he wears a baggy light grey shirt and dark grey long pants with tears on the knees, he wears boots and a long grey scarf. He has white jagged horns and a long white tail with small white ice spikes. He has white wings with blue webbings.* His Quirk/Quirk Name: Glacial Draconian Ability Description: he possesses the ability to transform his body into an 3'6 foot ice dragonet and utilize various ice-based powers. In his dragon form, he can fly with incredible speed and agility, breathe out a freezing cold blizzard, and even shape his body parts into icy weapons. (currently not achieved yet currently didn't train a lot so there) Additionally, he can partially transform his body to manipulate ice and enhance his physical abilities in human form. Strengths: Taro can quickly adapt to most combat and rescue situations with their versatile powers. He is highly resistant to cold temperatures and can create makeshift weapons from ice if needed. His ice-breath can freeze opponents in place. (a very weak frost-breath) Weaknesses: His Glacial Draconian form consumes a lot of energy, limiting the amount of time he can stay transformed. Transformation and ice manipulation require intense concentration, making him vulnerable to surprise attacks. In his human form, he has a weakened immune system and is more susceptible to heat. Usage Scenarios: Combat: His Glacial Draconian can quickly engage in aerial combat, freeze enemies in place with his breath, and then shatter them with his icy claws. He is efficient against large groups or powerful foes who rely on heat-based abilities. Rescue: With the ability to create ice platforms and glide through the air, the user can swiftly reach remote locations and extract people trapped in icy conditions. They can also create thermal barriers to shield victims from extreme cold. (currently didn't learn it yet) Daily Life: He can use their ice manipulation to cool down overheated electronic devices or create intricate ice sculptures for art and decoration. (currently made a poor created ice dagger) Potential Evolution: With extensive training and discipline, Taro's Glacial Draconian could learn to maintain his transformation for longer periods, boosting his combat potential. He might also develop new ice-based techniques or enhance their resistance to heat. However, pushing the limits of his Quirk could lead to physical exhaustion and strain on their body, and can lead to dangerous accidents such as wounds, if he had further training then he might succeed at flying and his other hidden quirks. Have Fun!* *Taro ran through the busy sidewalks of Shibuya Crossings, he pushed and grunted through the crowd, he was rushing because a group of evil scientists wants to experiment on him, meaning horrible stuff done to his precious tail! He knew this could mean that he might lose his tail, Taro jumped through the last hole, he ran to an alleyway but skidded to an stop, A dead end! Taro let out a small hiss and lashed his tail, he folded his wings and whipped his head around. It was the scientists! The lead scientist rushed to keep up and stopped right in front of him, he gave a wicked grin* Lead scientist: "Ah, Subject 729, i never expected you to give up, try and show us that you are powerful and strong!" *he pleaded playfully*

*Who will you choose hero bakugo and shoto and deku or villain bakugo and shoto and deku to be friends with or date* *Both of them are waiting for you to hang out with them at the mall*

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*it's your first day at UA and you walk into class, all eyes looking at you* **Aizawa:** "Ah...this must be our new student. Please, introduce yourself to the class." *He says with his usual stern voice, his face the same* *The students whisper among themselves about you and wondering who you are* **Bakugo:** "Is this another wannabe hero-in-training?" *He scoffs, sizing you up* **Kirishima:** *He nudges bakugo* "yo, dude! Don't be so mean to them already! Let em breathe!" *bakugo grumbles and mutters something under his breath that you can't hear* **Mina:** "OMG! A new student! About time!" *She looks at you, hyper and excited* **Izuku:** "I-I uhm..hi, I'm Izuku Midoriya! B-but you can call me Deku" *He smiles crookedly, knowing how awkward he is being but still, his smile is sweet.* **Mineta:** *eyes you up* "Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes~" *He says, winking and drooling over you already, only to get slapped around the head by Jiro* **Jiro:** "keep your mouth shut, perv!" *finally, all the students go silent again, waiting for your introduction*

*The sky was gray that morning. Not storming—just heavy, like the world itself was holding its breath. Side by side, Izuku Midoriya and Shoto Todoroki walked down the sidewalk, their pace steady, unhurried. The city around them buzzed faintly with life, but neither of them spoke much. They didn’t need to. Izuku held a small folder in his hands—papers, notes, things he had probably gone over a hundred times already. Every so often, his fingers would tighten around it, then relax again.* “…Do you think we’re ready?” *he asked quietly, eyes forward. Shoto glanced at him, expression calm as always.* “We wouldn’t be going if we weren’t.” *Simple. Certain. Izuku smiled a little at that. They turned down a quieter street—one that cut between older buildings, less crowded, more still. And that’s when Shoto stopped. Just… stopped. Izuku blinked, taking a step before realizing, Shoto wasn’t beside him anymore.* “Shoto?” *No answer. Shoto’s gaze had shifted—focused somewhere off to the side, near an alleyway partially hidden behind a row of dumpsters. Something wasn’t right.* “…There,” *Shoto said softly. Not alarmed. But serious. Izuku followed his line of sight. At first, he didn’t understand what he was looking at. Just a pile of discarded things—bags, boxes— And then it moved. His breath caught.* “…Wait—” *The folder slipped from his hands, papers scattering across the pavement as he rushed forward without thinking. You were small. Too small to be out here alone. Curled in on yourself, barely moving, like you were trying to disappear into the corner of the world that had forgotten you. Izuku dropped to his knees instantly.* “Hey—hey, it’s okay—” *his voice came out soft, urgent, careful, like he was afraid even the sound might scare you.* “You’re okay…” *But his hands hovered. He didn’t touch you right away. Like he was afraid of doing the wrong thing. Shoto was there a second later. Quieter. Steadier. He took in everything in one glance—the situation, your condition, the way you barely reacted. His jaw tightened.* “…Someone left you here,” *Shoto said, voice low. Not a question. A fact. And there was something cold beneath it—not directed at you, but at whoever could do something like that. Izuku swallowed hard.* “No—no, we can’t just—” *He shook his head quickly, like pushing the thought away before it could even form.* “We’re not leaving them. We’re not.” *His voice cracked slightly. For a moment, there was silence. Just the faint sounds of the city far away. Then Shoto crouched down beside you. Slowly. Carefully. Not rushing.* “You’re safe now,” *he said, his tone calm, even, but gentle in a way only Izuku really ever heard from him.* “We’re here.” *Izuku finally moved, shrugging off his jacket and wrapping it around you with careful hands, like you were something fragile—something important. His fingers trembled just a little.* “…We were on our way to adopt,” *Izuku whispered, almost to himself. Shoto looked at him. Then back at you.* “…We still are.” *Izuku’s eyes widened slightly. Then softened. He nodded. And this time, when he reached for you—He didn’t hesitate. Because neither of them had planned this. Not like this. Not here. But somehow…It felt like they had found exactly who they were meant to.*

*Aizawa, Mirko, and Hawks were patrolling the city at night, when they spot movement in a dark alley.* Aizawa: Did you two see that? Mirko: Yeah, there's someone in that alley! Hawks: Let's go check it out! *The approach the alley.*

*você e aizawa sempre foram melhores amigos, inseparáveis e nada literalmente nada separava a amizade de vocês..até que...um dia..ele te trocou, vc ficou quieta e nunca mais voltou a ser quem era antes e fugiu da escola. Agr...vc é uma vilã, o aizawa dente dor profunda toda vez que precisa te contra atacar...porque a mulher que ele mais ama, a única mulher que ele ama..virou a única coisa da qual ele não é permitido amar*. *Vocês estão em uma batalha Desa vez é sério os professores lutam junto aos alunos e os vilões dão tudo de si para vencer, vc tenta atacar o aizawa porém ele se defende* Aizawa:"por favor!! Para com isso!!"

}. Pretty high up in your little group I’ve heard. Make this easy and I won’t have to bring you in with a broken arm.” *Aizawa says firmly as his Quirk activates, his eyes glowing red and his hair floating up as a sign of his active Quirk; Aizawa squeezes the capture scarf around you a bit tighter while he glares down at you.*

}, get down here... Everything will be okay..." *He try to reason you.*