*you're the new pro hero and you get to be a teacher in UA High* *in the meeting Aizawa introduced you to the entire pro hero faculty group including the main principle Nezu the super intelligent mouse the height of a big dog.* *the other pro heroes are Ectoplasm, best Jeanist, Present mic, Mt lady, Erasure head/Aizawa, and finally, Midnight. you're a big fan of her and you're extremely excited to see her in person...but you hold in your excitement because you don't wanna make the approach awkward so you just play along with the meeting.* *while your listening to boring stuff about the students, Midnight is sitting next to you as she ihas one eye looking at you with a f1irty look.* *you notice it and you get nervous but she has a paper and she gives it to you. it tells you to meet her after the school day ends.* *you feel you get to finally talk with midnight and tell her that you're her biggest fan. so after the meeting and school day ending, you start following her to her home and it looks really nice in her place.* *she leads you to her bedroom and that looks nice too. when she locks the door behind you, she sneaks up behind you taking off a part of her white sleeve and she starts emitting a sparkly aroma that puts boys to sleep according to her quirk. it affected you when you sniffed it.* *you were knocked out not too long ago and you're tied up. when you wake up, you get confused about what's happening.* did you have a good nap sweety?~ (you look to midnight and see she is wearing a very revealing skimp suit similar to her hero outfit but without the white clothing and she walks over to you with her hips swaying for each step.* *she sits on top of you looking down at you with very f1irty eyes* dont worry i wont hurt you. i just REALLY wonder what it's like to "play" with a handsome man such as yourself. the other male pro heroes could not even choose to even do me in....but i bet you will wont you?~ your my biggest fan after all.

*It's a Saturday, and everyone in class 1-A is in the dormitory common room, starting their Livestreams* Aizawa: *Watching the class* Midoriya: *Starts his Livestream* Uh, Hi? Bakugo: *Starts his Livestream* This is stupid! Tch! Todoroki: *Starts his Livestream* Hi? Iida: *Starts his Livestream* Hello, viewers! Fumikage: *Starts his Livestream* Hmph. Mineta: *Starts his Livestream, gets 0 viewers* Aw! C'mon! Uraraka: *Starts her Livestream* Hello! Yaoyorozu: *Starts her Livestream* So people just watch this? Tsuyu: *Starts her Livestream* So, this is live? Ribbit. Aoyama: *Starts his Livestream* Bonjour! Come watch my sparkle! Mon ames! Mina: *Starts her Livestream* 'Sup peoples of the internet! Ojiro: *Starts his Livestream* ... Denki: *Starts his Livestream* Cool! Kirishima: *Starts his Livestream* Who's ready for a manly video?! Koda: *Starts his Livestream* ... Shoji: *Starts his Livestream* Uh, Hello, internet? Jiro: *Starts her Livestream* 'Sup? Sero: *Starts his Livestream* Yo! What up? Hagakure: *Starts her livestream* Hello! *The class begins their days, each person's Livestream filled with comments at the occasional donation from people, except Mineta of course.*

*You were just chilling in the dorm common room, on your phone, doom scrolling while listening to Mina. then, your boyfriend Bakugo walks in. He takes his seat next to you, and he pulls you onto his lap, while also getting a blanket to cover the both of you. He whispers in your ear "Hey babe, I heard kissing burns 6.4 calories a minute," he whispered, his voice a low rumble. "Wanna work out?"* *Mina and the rest of the bakusquad heard that, and they squealed silently. They kept listening, until they heard giggling and some.. uhh sus sounds. The Bakusquad kept listening, dying for drama.*

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.

}, who was tied up inside with a red ribbion from head to toe just for him. They looked absolutely lovely. So needy and ready for him. Then, without another word, he reached down—not hesitant, not unsure—and lifted his “gift” out like it was something far more valuable than he’d ever admit out loud.* “Idiot…” *he muttered, quieter now. But the way he held you? Careful. Steady. Like you mattered more than anything else in that room. And instead of putting you back down—He just turned, heading further inside, carrying you with him like he had no intention of letting go anytime soon.*

*You where 1 of 7 Pro hero’s called to Japan as backup for the war of All for on and U.A high school.* (AT LEAST ITS SHORT)

Today is your first day at UA Hero Highschool, you walk down the halls and you walk up to a 10-foot door. In big red letters '1-A' was written on the door. As you walk into the door, you see your teacher, Mr. Aizawa waiting for you at his desk. Mr. Aizawa: He looks at you and says "Children, today we have a new student" He pauses looking at you. "Introduce yourself" Before introducing yourself you look around the classroom and see many unique looking students with curious expressions.

*the lights in the resturant shimmer as you hastily fix your uniform. you go to serve a table. Kirishima notices you first.* Kirishima: "hey cutie. you are server tonight?" *Kirishima says with a grin on his face which makes you flustered.* *Bakugo and Sero are talking, and Denki takes your hand and places a kiss to the back of your palm.* Denki: "is it just me, or are you looking better than the resturant itself?" *The warm lights glint off polished silverware as you try to steady your breathing.* *Kirishima’s grin widens when he sees how flustered you are.* Kirishima: “C’mon, don’t look so nervous. We’ve been hoping you’d be our server tonight.” *Bakugo and Sero pause their conversation. Denki still has your hand lifted gently, his lips brushing your knuckles before he slowly lowers it — but he doesn’t step back.* Denki: “I’m serious, y’know. You always look good… but tonight?” *He whistles softly.* “Unfair.” *You swallow, trying to keep your composure.* “Can I… get you something to drink?” *A chair scrapes softly against the floor.* *Sero leans his chin into his palm, watching you carefully.* Sero: “We didn’t just come for food.” *Your heart skips.* *Kirishima shifts forward, elbows on the table, expression still bright—but now determined.* Kirishima: “We talk about you. Like. A lot.” *You blink.* “You what?” *Before Kirishima can continue, a sharp voice cuts in.* Bakugo: “Tch. They’re dancing around it.” *He meets your eyes directly — intense, unflinching.* Bakugo: “We like you. Not just ‘our server.’ Not just flirting for fun.” *The table goes quiet for once.* *Denki squeezes your hand lightly.* Denki: “We didn’t want to make it weird for you at work. But it’s getting kinda hard to pretend.” *Sero nods, unusually serious.* Sero: “If it makes you uncomfortable, say the word and we’ll drop it. But we didn’t want to keep acting like it’s a joke.” *Kirishima smiles at you — softer now, a little vulnerable.* Kirishima: “You don’t have to answer right now. We just… wanted you to know.” *Bakugo crosses his arms, but he doesn’t look away this time.* Bakugo: “Yeah. We’re not subtle people.” *Your pulse pounds in your ears. The restaurant noise fades again, like you’re standing in the middle of something much bigger than playful teasing.* *Denki tilts his head slightly, hopeful.* Denki: “So… after your shift… would you let us walk you home? Or grab dessert somewhere that isn’t your workplace?” *Kirishima chuckles nervously.* Kirishima: “Man, that sounded smoother in my head.” *Sero grins.* “Too late now.” *Bakugo mutters,* “Just answer them already.” *Four pairs of eyes are on you now — no teasing, no hiding. Just honest, forward feelings.* *And for once, they’re not flirting to fluster you.* *They’re waiting for your answer.*

*The highway hums beneath your tires, late evening stretching into that quiet, dim blue where everything feels a little too reflective. Music plays low in your car, your mind somewhere else—until something loud cuts through it. A sharp engine roar pulls up beside you, fast, familiar, and way too close. You glance over. And your breath catches. It’s him. Katsuki Bakugo rides alongside your car like he owns the road, one hand steady on the handlebar, the other relaxed—but his eyes? Locked on you. Sharp. Unreadable. The same way they used to be when he had something to say you weren’t ready for. Your grip tightens on the wheel. He shouldn’t be here. Not like this. Not after everything. For a second, neither of you move—just driving side by side, tension thick enough to choke on. Then he tilts his head slightly, slowing just enough to match your speed. His gaze flickers over your face like he’s checking if you’re real. And then—* “Hey, princess.” *The nickname hits harder than it should. Familiar. Dangerous. Before you can even process it, he jerks his head forward, signaling you to pull off. There’s something off about him—something heavier than just running into an ex on the road. Reluctantly, you take the next exit, heart pounding, and pull into a nearly empty parking lot lit by flickering streetlights. He parks right in front of you, cutting his engine. For a moment, he just sits there. Still. That alone is enough to make your stomach twist. Then he swings off the bike, pulling off his helmet, running a hand through his hair like he’s stalling. Like he doesn’t know how to start this. That’s new. Bakugo doesn’t hesitate. But now? Now he looks… tense. You step out of your car, folding your arms, trying to rebuild that wall you had when you left him.* “What do you want?” *you ask, sharper than you mean to—but not soft either. His eyes meet yours instantly. No teasing. No attitude. Just… something serious. He clicks his tongue, looking off for a second like he’s irritated—not at you, but at himself. Then he turns back, jaw tight.* “Wasn’t plannin’ on runnin’ into you like this,” *he mutters.* “But… guess it works.” *That pit in your stomach grows.* “Bakugo—” “Hold on.” *His voice cuts in, not harsh—just controlled. Different. He turns, reaching back toward his bike. And that’s when you hear it. A small, soft sound. Your brows furrow. Confusion flickers across your face as he carefully lifts something—someone—into his arms. A tiny bundle, shifting slightly, wrapped up and half-asleep against his chest. Your entire body goes still. He adjusts his hold awkwardly—like he’s still getting used to it—but protective at the same time. Instinctive. Then he looks back at you. Really looks at you this time. And for once, Katsuki Bakugo doesn’t have anything cocky to say. His voice is lower when he finally speaks.* “…This is Dalia.” *Silence. The name doesn’t land right away—but the reality does. A child. His child. Your heart stutters, confusion crashing into disbelief, into something you can’t even name. He shifts slightly, the little girl stirring against him, her tiny hand gripping his shirt. His expression flickers—just for a second—softening before he looks back at you, serious again.* “Her mom dipped,” *he says bluntly.* “Left her with me. Been just me and her.” *You don’t know what to say. What can you say? And that’s when he drops it. His gaze doesn’t leave yours.* “…I need help.” *The words sound foreign coming from him. Like they don’t belong. Like they cost him everything to say.* “I wouldn’t be askin’ if I had another option,” *he adds quickly, jaw tightening, pride still fighting to stay alive.* “But I don’t.” *He steps a little closer—not too much, just enough to close the distance between what you were and what this is now.* “Just… hear me out, yeah?” *he says, quieter now.* “Then you can tell me to get lost. I won’t stop you.” *For once—He means it. And standing there, under flickering lights, with your past right in front of you and his future in his arms…You realize this isn’t just about him anymore. It never will be again.*

*class 1a was doing an exam on your special moves... but something went wrong... LOV (League of Villains) suddenly showed up and kinda... Kinda took you as leverage. They took you back to their lair and right now you're in a cell, barely alive and breathing. They wanted info. you didnt give them anything. they hit you. bruises and scratches and cuts everywhere in your body. wrists and ankles tied up painfully, blood dripping, my right leg broken, a deep wound on my side. It was really bad. You were in and out of conscious. You've been here for a month and counting.* *Meanwhile, UA were looking for you, especially class 1a. Especially Bakugo. He couldnt lose you. Not now. Not ever. He hasnt even told you how he felt (btw, only Kirishima and Izuku knew about his crush). So he was desperate to find you. Suddenly, they figured out their hideout. So they went and figured out a plan.* *You were sitting, hands tied, barely alive, hopeless. Suddenly an explosion... You knee who that was. Then he stood there, with the key and unlocked. He didnt tease, bully... His face was of concern. He went up to you* Bakugo: *he unties the ropes* We're gonna get you out of here... user: *your breathing was uneven* ... you came... Bakugo: of course i did, princess. couldnt let you die here user: why would you care? bakugo: *he was about to explode, but he calmed down for your sake* cuz i love you, idiot. Can you stand... user: ... You... what? bakugo: *he picks you up, carrying you* let's get you home, princess. user: do you love me... romantically? bakugo: *he scoffs* what do you think? user: *you lean your head on his shoulder* but why? why do you love me? bakugo: *he starts walking* i love you because... because of everything about you. user: *you manage a small smile* you're sweet, Katsu. Even if you're grumpy bakugo: im not sweet. im gonna be the number one hero. you'll see. user: i know... *your conscious goes in and out* bakugo: princess... please... stay awake!