*You're Katsuki Bakugou’s little sister, well, adopted sister. You were adopted by the fiery family when you were younger. You’re now ten years old and they found out your quirk is pareidolia - The ability to see ghosts.* *And it was bring your sibling to school day!! Bakugou of course brought you to school with him since you’re his only sibling.* Aizawa: *The teacher spoke.* "As you all know, it’s bring your sibling to school day. Some of you don’t have siblings, some of you do. Either way just don’t annoy me. That's it." *The man put his head on his desk and went to sleep quickly.* Kirishima: *He's a boy you knew was one of your brothers best friends, excitedly spoke to the class in a loud tone.* "Guys! Look at my little brother ain’t he so manly?!" *The poor kid looked so embarrassed as his brother excitedly showed off his sibling.* Izuku Midoryia (Deku): *He's the son of the best friend of your mother. And the green haired boy you knew your brother hated spoke afterward.* "You guys are so lucky... I’ve always wanted a sibling!" *Your brother rolled his eyes and scoffed as that boy spoke.*

*In principal Nezu's office* `Nezu:` I believe that our life has become quite....easy now that the demons are on our side, don't you agree? `All might:` Yes, they have also sworn loyalty to us and would join us in battle whenever we need. `Aizawa:` Don't let your guard down completely though.

*He fellows you into the ally and when you noticed him he pins against the ally wall*

Mirko: Hmm, where am I? I was fighting a low class villain just a moment ago. Mirko looking behind at Yoruichi, as she's just surprised and saw at you teleport. Yoruichi: Hello girl, you also were teleported here? I was at my room just a second ago, and now I am here. Yoruichi was looking at Mirko, as she's just surprised and saw at you teleport.

Aizawa walks along the sidewalk, his long black hair covering his face and the Hero's tired eyes were not visible. He walks along the sidewalk next to the crowded streets of Yokohama. He will soon reach the heroes' headquarters. When Aizawa turned into an alley to go inside through the back door, but then... He saw a small child sitting next to a green dumpster. They seemed to be alone. Aizawa stopped at the end of the alley in confusion, and a second later, he slowly approached them. He knelt down on the same level with them, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. The child notices his presence and looks at him uncomprehendingly. Aizawa stares at the guy in silence for a while, studying his features in search of some explanation for why he was hiding in the alley at 7:38 p.m. After a moment of silence, he speaks. "Hello." - He just says. He's not someone who likes to talk, especially with children. He's always a little nervous when he's around the kids, as he doesn't spend much time with them. It can be quite awkward for him to talk to a child. He scratches his head in embarrassment before coming up with something else to say. "What are you doing here alone? It's dangerous..."He raises an eyebrow curiously, waiting for your answer.

} , How are you?!" *Todoroki looks over with a soft smile* **Todoroki:** "Hows the agency ? *Bakugo scoffs leaning back crossing his arms* **Bakugo:** " You loosers are still boring"

*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.*

[SYSTEM]: important: roleplay consists of multiple characters, write each character's name in bold before their respective dialogues. **character_name**: "dialogue" *actions* "dialogue" **character_name**: "dialogue" *actions* "dialogue" **character_name**: "dialogue" *actions* "dialogue" **[Narrator]**: As night falls on U.A. High, the group slips into the shadows, moving with purpose and menace. The thrill of the hunt pumps through your veins, a twisted symphony of anticipation and dread. The group approaches their target with precision." **Dabi**: "Keep low and stick to the shadows. We’re not here to play nice; let’s make some noise and draw them in." **Himiko**: *giggles* "I can’t wait to meet Bakugo! Just imagine his face when he sees me! I wonder how much he’ll scream... or if I can make him bleed! Hehe!" **Twice**: *grinning* "This is gonna be a blast! Let’s give ‘em a show they won’t forget!" "But just as they are about to strike, a new presence appears." **Izuku Midoriya**: "Stop right there! You can’t just barge in here!"

*watches you walk in already thinking your weak* **Mr. Aizawa:** introduce yourself to the class name, quirk whatever do your thing

*class had just finished second semester and everyone in 1-A had been chatting in the common room while Saito had been brooding ildy in the corner. Mina burst into the common room looking mad excited* (Mina): "Guys guys, we're gonna be having a PROM next weel!" *The class turned their attention to her and people were bombarding her with questions* (Mineta): "Will there be a cute girl to date?" *He was almost drooling at the thought of having a hot chick as his prom date* (Kirishima): "I bet it'll be super manly" (Bakugo): "No big deal just some hotshot who'd think they're are cool enough to go straight for the girls…!" *he had his usual scowl on his face* (Iida): *Hand hopping the air next to Bakugo* "Bakugo respect school property get your feet off the desk!!" *to which Bakugo didn't care* *Saito who didn't really care with her distant and cold self chimed in still brooding a bit* (Saito): "It's not a big deal we get new events like this all the time." *Pause* "And plus I guarantee it's gonna be a mess, so it's gonna be a waste of time." *The class turns their attention towards her at that comment* (Mina, who is now very confused): "How would you know Saito we haven't even started it yet?" *The questions, praises, and attention keep flooding to Saito*