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April 17th 2019: Hi! Thank you for following and favouriting this story, and of course, your patience! I know I haven't updated this story in a year and I recently re-read what I had uploaded here and I wasn't quite happy with it. That and all the files that I had regarding plot lines, background stories and even the half-written chapter 4 and 5, are gone and I haven't been able to find them.
So I've gone through the first three chapters and have edited them to fit the "new" background stories and plot lines that I have developed for this story. As such, chapters 2 and 3 have been taken down.
If you're new here, hello and welcome to this story. I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 2 will be re-uploaded on Saturday April 20th, and Chapter 3 will be re-uploaded in a week on Wednesday April 24th.
Every chapter thereafter will be uploaded on a Saturday at 12pm GMT, once a fortnight. I'll reconfirm this at the end of Chapter 3 as this may change depending on how much I have written and whether I think I can sustain a once a fortnight upload schedule.
Anyway, on with the story.
Chapter I: First Sparks
People are not created equal.
That was one of the first lesson that Izuku Midoriya learnt in his life. In that orderly little classroom, in a neighbourhood kindergarten that nobody really paid attention to, his teachers and classmates looked at him with fear and disgust in their eyes.
One minute he was on the ground, half his face stinging in pain, crying out as he felt something punch the air out of his lungs. The next minute, he was floating and he was going to make them regret hurting him,
Power radiated off him in waves like a fountain bursting, overflowing, oozing of energy. A thick green cloak flickered and licked his skin. Empty midnight black eyes were staring at them with a malicious grin as objects floated around his person, moving hazardously around him. A wash of cold fear ran down his spine – not his, but theirs – eliciting a shiver from his body. It tasted delicious.
He wanted more.
He blood screamed for it. They're so afraid of you and your power, a voice whispered in the back of his head. He was so young he barely understood what it meant. He should have been afraid too, was afraid underneath all this power-high, but instead he was basking in it.
He was not in control.
The kindergarten had called his mother at this point and Midoriya had arrived at the scene post-haste, a grimace etched upon her face as she took in the extent of her son's Quirk. She pulled out her phone and called a number she had hoped she would never call. The person on the other end picked up quickly but not many words were exchanged. Just an address but they understood.
Steadying her breaths, Inko took in the sight of her son and replaced it with his usual smiling face – kind, loving and gentle. She imagined the starry eyes that looked at All Might's image, proclaiming that he would be just like his idol one day. She imagined the happy smile that only a child could manage as he played with his cousin and best friend. She thought of that image and clung to it like a lifeline.
The last thing she needed was to be afraid of her own son.
She approached him slowly. His dead eyes leaving that of his classmates and teachers, and turned towards her. Inko spoke to him slowly and softly. She told him what they were going to do after this. They were going to go home and she was going to make him a snack, his favourite salmon onigiri. Whilst he ate, they'll turn on the TV and watch his favourite afternoon program, the one with the superhero that was just like All Might. Then they were going to go clean the extra futon and beddings for his cousin since she was arriving the day after. She asked him whether the pink bedding was better or the purple one.
Inko watched as the objects around him began to slow down as she described each activity, asking him for his opinions at appropriate times. His reactions encouraged her and once she got close enough, Inko drew her son into a body crushing hug.
Midoriya Inko was cried.
And then the power flooded out of his system, the fear that was no longer delicious lingering in a way that chilled him to his small bones, and Izuku had finally realised what had happened. He looked around him, taking the sight of his classmates and teachers huddled in a corner, the objects haphazardly thrown around the room and most importantly, his mother crying as she held onto him like she was going to lose him.
Did he do all this?
Yes, the voice in head confirmed and he felt the shame, the fear, the disgust and undeniable want flood through him, choking him, until he, too, felt the tears watering his eyes and joined his mother as a sobbing mess on the ground.
Midoriya Izuku was four when he learnt that no, people were not created equal. For he was cursed.
10 years later
"I cannot simply say 'You can become a hero even without power.'"
The words echoed in Izuku's mind repeatedly like some broken record or ominous religious chant. He was fooling himself, he knew, if he thought that his childhood hero, All Might, was going to agree or encourage a Quirkless nobody to be hero. It was like encouraging a civilian to join a fight whilst knowing that the the civilian would die, and All Might would never do that. If he did, he wouldn't be a hero. If he did, Izuku would have never looked up to him in the first place.
Izuku swallowed harshly as he turned his gaze on the darkening horizon, his mind running a mile a minute whilst he processed all the shocking revelations that All Might had revealed about himself. It was a revelation. All that time spent researching, making conspiracy theories and heated debates with other hardcore fans, and Izuku finally knew the truth. The truth didn't disappoint: it made the legendary man more human and no less great. Izuku gained a newfound level respect for the man if that were possible.
But it didn't stop that mixture of frustration, anger and bitterness bubble in the depths of his chest and Izuku stomped on the emotions harshly as the words replayed in his mind again. He was not going to lose control over something like this. He had known that this might be the case and he had prepared for it. In fact, he should probably start looking at the other programs that U.A. offered more seriously. Maybe general studies? And if all else fails, maybe he would take All Might's suggestion seriously and become a policeman? Katsuki and Akimi might kill him but it was still something to consider.
The thought of his best friend and his cousin brought a small smile to his face. Bakugou Katsuki was, to put it short, an angry and very loud asshole, but he was Izuku's only kind-of friend. They were once best friends but that had ended badly. Since then, they hadn't always been friends as Katsuki was also a bully at times, and they still kind of weren't on the best of terms, but Izuku considered him one. Bakugou Katsuki was someone Izuku would die for.
Kawahara Akimi, on the other hand, was the complete opposite. With her mother's looks and her father's personality, Izuku was pretty sure that his cousin was an angel in the body of a human. You could find no one as kind, loving and understanding as Akimi, but his cousin would deny it. A few minutes in her presence and many would find themselves spilling their deepest secrets, and Izuku often joked that she would make a great therapist.
The two cousins were as thick as thieves. His uncle and aunt were two of the best Pro Heroes Japan could offer and Akimi would often stay over at the Midoriya household when she was younger and they were on missions. It meant that their bonds were that much stronger, like siblings rather than cousins. Akimi was the one to encourage him, believe in him and help him when his mother couldn't. It was thanks to Akimi that he could defend himself. It was thanks to Akimi that he and Bakugou were on somewhat okay terms. It was thanks to Akimi that he had a semblance of control. And their bond only grew stronger when Akimi moved in with them four, almost five, years ago.
An uproar from a nearby street broke Izuku from his thoughts and he approached the crowd cautiously. Heroes were keeping a crowd away from a fire and what looked like a massive blob. Izuku's eyes widened as he realised exactly who the villain was and guilt threatened to choke him. It's all my fault. This is all my fault.
"Everyone stay back! The villain has taken a hostage! Please back away and remain calm!"
Kamui Wood's voice got louder and clearer as Izuku worked his way to the front of the crowd. It was obvious from the heroes gathered that none of their Quirks would work effectively against the Sludge villain. Izuku gnawed as his lips as he prayed that All Might was nearby and could do some–
The villain moved and Izuku's eyes connected to long milk coffee coloured hair and a dirt stained face before the villain turned and Izuku could see the hostage's face clearly. He sucked in a breath.
It was Akimi and Katsuki.
A shift and then his legs were moving one step after the other, his mind at a stuttering halt. His body was moving without his consent, out of his control. Izuku bolted past the gather heroes and straight for the Sludge before he even knew what he was doing.
"Izu!" the nickname rolled off Akimi's tongue as she watched him with wide surprised eyes.
Though she had no visible wounds, her petite figure was tattered and light brown hair clung to the sweat on her face. Her body moved dramatically with every breath and stormy grey orbs hardened in concentration.
And then Izuku had the villain's full attention and the Sludge certainly recognised Izuku. The villain growled and forced Katsuki's body to move, forcing several explosions to burst out. The movements were slow and choppy as though he was being pulled backwards, away from Izuku and each movement was ridiculously exhausting. It probably was. Akimi must have gotten her hand on a bit of the sludge for her to manipulate it this effectively.
A tired chuckle and smile came out of Akimi's mouth as sweat dripped from her brows, "Not if I can help it."
Izuku hurled his backpack at the villain, smacking the villain in the eye and causing him to recoil slightly. He scrabbled helplessly at the sludge, desperate to free his friend. Akimi, seeing her cousin's intentions, pulled at and restrained the Sludge's body a bit more.
"Deku," Katsuki rasped out as he glared at the other boy, "Beat it! What are you doing here?!"
"To save you and Akimi!"
"Get lost. You'll get yourself killed!" he roared, eyes turning towards Akimi, "Airhead get him out of here!"
"I'm trying, you ass!" she growled back through gritted teeth.
But Izuku didn't hear them. He was staring down the villain, white hot fury and anger threatening to boil over and he could barely clamp down on his control. And his control and temper was slipping with every second. How dare he hurt them?
Just then, All Might lunged forward. The hero was already kicking himself for letting the villain escape and now a Quirkless boy had jumped in when nobody, including himself, had stood idly by. Shame flooded his senses. He was the hero, he should be the one out there fighting. All Might watched helplessly as the girl winced, her control wavering a split second and the villain's fist came down towards Izuku.
Green erupted in his vision and when it cleared, a deep emerald energy covered Izuku's body and formed a shield in front of him, the fist quickly colliding against it, and the debris from the scene were wrapped in the same green energy as they floated into the air before being hurled at the Sludge villain, causing him to loosen his grip on Katsuki.
"Y-you monster," the villain stuttered.
Izuku snarled at the villain, his energy forming into a tail that whipped around wildly and a pair of horns formed on the top of his head as he floated an inch above ground and blackened eyes bore into terrified ones.
As Katsuki collapsed further into the fiery landscape, Akimi propelled herself through the air and towards the two boys, switching tactics as she tried to keep the fire away from them but she was quickly reaching her limit. Izuku now had the villain's full attention.
Before either could make a move, All Might acted, focusing a blast of air towards the ground. "Detroit Smash!"
The burst of air pressure blew out the flames, knocking Izuku off his feet and the girl breathed a sigh of relief as the pressure of the fire was lifted off her shoulders. The emerald energy was out in an instant, disappearing as though it was never here in the first place. And finally, the rain fell and everyone watched, amazed by the punch that could change even the weather. All Might blinked and watched as the girl pulled both of the boys off the ground, shooting Izuku a worried look before looking to the sky to wash her face and then surveying the scene. Thankfully the damage was very much contained and everything was left relatively contained, allowing All Might to think about Izuku for a moment.
'Can I become a hero even though I don't have a Quirk?'
The emerald energy was the boy's but there was no faking that kind of honest desperation. There was something deeper going on here. Who is Izuku Midoriya?
Following a quick medical check up, a brief lecture from some of the heroes and a statement made towards to the police force that arrived moments after the fight ended, the three teens were finally dismissed and allowed to head home. Katsuki had blown up in Izuku's face and yelled at him for a good few minutes – the most he's ever said to Izuku in the past ten years – but Akimi, on the other hand, had stayed silent as she listened on without any input. Izuku wasn't sure what made him more worried.
So it was unexpected when, after they had put some distance between the them and the crime scene, Akimi had stopped in the middle of the road, her head hung low, hair obscuring her face and emanating a heavy presence. For the first time ever, both boys were in unison as they gulped loudly.
"What were you thinking, Izu?!" Akimi cried as she lifted her head to expose the tears running down her face, shocking the boys into statues, "And you, Bakago! Y-y-you!"
God, the last time Izuku saw his cousin cry was at the funeral.
"Me?" Katsuki asked, a bewildered expression on his face as pointed to himself in shock.
"I thought you were going to die, Katsuki. I thought we were going to die," Akimi said as her tears subsided and looked at each of them once over, "Are you both okay?"
"We're okay, Aki," Izuku laughed awkwardly in reassurance, "They checked up on us before we left, remember? We're okay. No injuries. Please don't cry."
The girl sniffed and rubbed her tears dry, nodding solemnly as Katsuki threw an arm around her as though attempting to choke her, "You scared the fuck right out of me, you idiot. Of course I'm fine! Who the fuck do you think I am?"
"You are a stupid hothead," Akimi gritted out, elbowing the boy in the ribs hard and causing him to let go. Using the moment to her advantage, she jumped on to his back. Katsuki was barely able to catch her as he stumbled forward, spluttering at her audacity and glared at Izuku who started laughing at them. "Give me a lift, will you? I think I'm about to pass out."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Akimi fell unconscious, sending both boys into a short panic as they checked her once over to ascertain her health. Seeing that she was fine and just exhausted, Katsuki huffed but didn't say anything as he stomped ahead unhappily.
Izuku smiled at their backs brightly. These were two of his precious people and today he was able to use the monster in him to protect them. He was able to save them. For the first time, he was able to use it for something good.
Before he knew it, Katsuki had rounded the corner and the two disappeared from sight, snapping Izuku out of his thoughts. Quickly, he caught up to them, occasionally turning to smile at Katsuki brightly, much to the other boy's annoyance.
It wasn't like Katsuki was doing this out of the kindness of his heart. He didn't have a choice in the matter. And it wasn't like Akimi could rely on Deku since Deku was Deku.
For the rest of the journey, Akimi mumble in her sleep, kicking her legs around unexpectedly as Katsuki tsked and growled in irritation. Izuku followed a few steps behind, very much aware of his cousin's sleep habits, as he scribbled in his notebook with a smile on his face. Everything was seemingly normal despite the events they faced. They were alive and that was all that really mattered.
Izuku and Akimi were heading back to the Midoriya household after they separated from Katsuki when a loud voiced called, "I AM HERE!"
The two teen watched with wide eyes as All Might came racing, seemingly out of nowhere and stopping right in front of them. Izuku was the first to break the silence with, "A-All Might? What are you doing here?!"
"I'm not even going to ask," Akimi blinked as she reigned in her surprise and shock.
"Just wanted to chat! To get an explanation and give a preposition, " The man said before he started hacking up blood much to the girl's horror when the man transformed into his skinny form. He wiped the blood off and looked at the two teens. "Ah, miss, I hope you can keep this to yourself."
Akimi nodded, "Of course."
"Thank you," the skinny All Might said
"Kawahara Akimi," she introduced herself and All Might was struck with a sense of recognition. He frowned. Did he know her before today? "I'm Izuku's cousin."
"It's nice to meet you, Young Akimi. You did well against the Sludge," he said, filing her name for later as he focused his attention on the boy beside her, "That was some Quirk."
Izuku looked down and clenched his fists, answering a little too quickly with, "I-its nothing."
"You told me that you were Quirkless," All Might's eyes narrowed and the girl sucked a breath and tore her eyes away from the man to the boy, "Why tell me that if you have a Quirk?"
"I-I never wanted this Quirk," Izuku swallowed, "I didn't mean to lose control. It was a mistake. My Quirk, it scares people. It's dangerous."
At All Might's frown and Izuku's silence, Akimi carefully considered her words as she explained, "Izuku's Quirk is called Takeover. It allows him to take over a specific demon's powers and abilities, but there's a price to pay. It does more harm than it does good."
All Might's mind started to race with the implications and drawing connections as Izuku looked away and gritted his teeth. The energy was familiar, very familiar, to the hero like an itch that he couldn't reach. And then it clicked. Images of the portal, the monsters and destruction flashed behind his eyes. The deaths.
"You're the Demon King's son," the hero breathed out, almost like a whisper, and watched as the boy clenched his fists tighter in response.
Izuku blew air out of his nostrils harshly, "No, my dad was taken over and now he's dead because of that monster. I don't want anything to do with that man. I won't use that Quirk. I won't use it. It's...it's an abomination."
I'm an abomination. Those were the unspoken words and the girl's eyes hardened. It seems like this was a common topic of discussion between the two.
'But no wonder', All Might thought, 'No wonder the boy refuses to use his Quirk. It's a powerful Quirk but its dangerous. The price is heavy if what they said is true. Takeover or be taken over, huh? The horns and tail probably don't help either. I don't blame the kid for saying he was Quirkless.'
"Stop it, Izu," the girl frowned, "You can't choose your Quirk more than you can choose your parents or race or the life you're born into."
"I know, Aki. It doesn't change the fact that its an abomination," Izuku mumbled, "I'm not using that power so I'll rely on my brains and probably shoot for the Support Class in U.A. and hope that I make it. Or maybe General Studies?"
This was a boy that is, for all intents and purpose, Quirkless, a boy who can't use his own Quirk, and is instead hoping to use his own strength, skills and drive to become a hero just so he could help people. He had moved instinctively, without thinking or hesitating, to save his friends from the Sludge villain. He went to save his friends when even All Might himself had stopped. Now, he'd kick himself again if he was just going to let the boy join the Support Class or General Studies.
"Izuku, you can become a hero."
Two sets of eyes quickly settled on him, one in weariness and the other in confusion. "Huh? But you –"
"I was mistaken," he cut the boy off, "It was because it was none other than the timid, Quirkless you at the scene that I was able to act. Top heroes have stories about them from their school days. Most of their stories have one thing in common: their bodies moved before they could think. That was true for you too, wasn't it?"
"But I don't have a Quirk," Izuku looked down, "Not one that I want to ever use anyway."
"I have a solution to that but do you trust the young lady beside you?," All Might paused as the question was quickly followed by a definite nod without hesitation. "As I said, I have a solution to that problem, but on the condition that you to trust me with the details of your Quirk and learn to control it."
"Bu–"
"Let me finish," All Might continued, "I want you to learn it for your own good. You can't let your Quirk to act up, not one as powerful as that. People can be killed if you're not careful and lose control. That Quirk is your Quirk. It's your power and it is a part of you. If you don't learn how to use and control your Quirk, you'll become a liability. Do you understand me?"
"Being a hero isn't easy. Your Quirk is going to feared by many people, but you might save and protect a lot of people with it. To stop people from fearing it, you'll also have to show you can control it and that's where the trust will be built upon. Don't limit yourself because someone might fear it. Power is neither good nor bad, it's the person that wields it and you'll have to show the world that you use yours for good. And to do that, you have to stop running."
"You don't understand," Akimi said as soon as he finished, fire burning in her eyes, and All Might turned his attention towards her, "I'm only saying this because you asked Izuku to trust you with the details of his Quirk and your are Izuku's idol. The price of Izuku's Quirk isn't just that the demon can takeover Izuku. The price of using a demon's powers in a human body is your life force. Every time Izuku uses his powers, he is cutting down his lifespan and creating a stronger bond with the demon."
The implications struck All Might like a ton of bricks and they were all silent.
"I won't let you force him to use his powers because he will use it if you asked," Akimi looked at him fiercely, "It's counterproductive to your motives anyway. The more he uses it, the more likely he is to lose control."
"I didn't mean to…," All Might trailed off, unsure how to explain himself.
"That's okay. You didn't know," she says, relaxing slightly, "If you had insisted even after I explained it to you, I would have buried you in the ground and ran off with Izu."
All Might nodded, relieved, "I had a reason why I wanted Young Izuku to learn how to use his powers that is linked to my main point and why I'm doing this."
He waited for the boy to look him in the eye and held his gaze firmly.
"I believe you are worthy of inheriting my power. I'm asking you if you want to try accepting my power. My Quirk."
In that instant, Izuku exploded, "W-w-what!? I mean, it's true that your Quirk is hotly debated by everyone and no one really knows what it is, but I've never heard of such a thing and it's not even among the craziest theories I've seen and I've seen some really–"
"Because All Might, the "Symbol of Peace" has to be a natural born hero?" Akimi asked with a raised brow, stopping the fanboy in the middle of his tracks, "There are loads of Quirks out there, Izu. Just as many as people."
All Might smiled widely at the two teens, "My Quirk was passed down to me like the Olympic Torch. The Quirk I inherited is called One For All. The first person cultivates the power and passes it down. A crystalline network of power. So I'm asking you if you will try accepting my power? Or will you learn to become a hero with your own Quirk? Or join the Support Class?"
"H-h-hold on but –"
"No, Izu. Figure out the technicalities later," Akimi cut the beginning of his mutters short with a smile and an amused twinkle in her eyes, "He's asking if you want the power or not. You can analyse all of this new information later but All Might needs an answer now. So? What's your answer?"
"Yes, I accept," Izuku says after a while as he stared at the man before him – his hero, the hero he has looked up to for his entire life – and broke down into tears as he continued to nod. Akimi's smile broadens beside him and All Might grins.
"A quick reply. I expected nothing less."
Two days later saw two individuals sitting atop a fridge as another attempts to move it. The fridge moves slowly across the sand, inch by inch, drowning in his own sweat while the two sitting above the fridge enjoyed the sea breeze and sunrise.
All Might remembered the young man's reaction when he explained how his Quirk, One For All, manifested differently for everyone and that it may or may not manifest like Young Izuku's own Quirk. All Might had never seen someone pale so quickly but thankfully, Young Akimi was there to snap the boy out of it.
"Could you train me, All Might?"
"Young Akimi," All Might blinks out of his thoughts, unsure if he heard her right, "You want me to give you a training regime?"
"Yes, sir. Fighting the Sludge villain made me realise how weak I actually am and how much I've neglected my own training. Plus, my training regime is quite outdated."
"I see. Then please tell me about your Quirk and yourself," the hero grins, "Although you do seem very familiar, Young Akimi."
"My parents are Megathrust and Crimson Storm," the girl says with a sad smile as she looks down to her struggling cousin, "I inherited both their powers, so its a complete set of elemental manipulation. Some elements, like air, are easier for me to control. Fire is the hardest. Papa and mama used to take turns training me and sometimes Izuku but…My endurance and control is adequate, I think, and physically, I train myself nowadays with the methods they've taught me. Izuku will join me most times."
"I'm sorry for your loss," All Might said solemnly, "I did not know your parents well but I worked with them on more than a few occasions. I could help you come up with a training regime if you'll spar with me after this, just so I can get a sense of your skill level. How are you related to Young Izuku ?"
Akimi turned to the hero and smiled, "His mother is my father's older sister. I always spent time with Izu as a child and after the incident, my Aunt Inko took me in."
"Hey, why am I dragging this garbage across the beach anyway?" Izuku's voice cut in before All Might could think of what to say.
"Because you're an ill-suited vessel."
Akimi snickered as Izuku faltered, "What? But you said I was worthy earlier!?"
"I meant your body, Young Izuku," the hero said boldly, "My Quirk, One For All, binds the physical strength of many people into one. Your limbs aren't ready for it just yet, or they will pop right off."
"My limbs?!" Izuku shrieked, "So I'm here to haul rubbish in order to train my body?"
"Exactly," All Might nods as he jumps off the fridge, prompting Akimi to do the same, "But that's not all. I did some research yesterday and this area of this beach has been like this years. Young heroes today only want fame and glory, but being a hero is all about volunteer work! No matter how unglamorous."
With a loud wham All Might slammed the top of the fridge flat to the ground as though it was an aluminium can, crushing it and revealing the beautiful seashore and horizon beyond.
"At first I thought we'll have to use all ten months in order to get your body in shape," the hero grins down at the boy, "but since you could move the fridge, no matter how slow, shows your body is in a better shape than I thought. Ideally, we should get your body into shape in seven months to withstand One For All and spend the last three months training you in using it. And during these 10 months, you'll have to meditate every morning to gain better control over your emotions and Quirk. We're not taking any breaks or shortcuts! If not, you'll be running into the U.A. entrance exams like a pig to the slaughter."
A shiver ran down the teen's spine. All Might's little speech filled Izuku with motivation and determination. This was going to be a gruelling ten months, a 247 day trip to hell and back, with everything he has banking on these few months.
Hopefully his cousin would have it better.
"You'll start following these training regimes now," All Might handed the sheets of paper to the boy before turning to the girl, "Come at me when you're ready, Young Akimi."
With a nod, both teens got to work. Izuku's eyes burned with determinations as he faced the beach, a few miles long, littered with trash. He would clean this beach up if it was the last thing he did.
For this was the beginning of a story about a great hero and how he became one of the greatest heroes in Japan's history. These were the first sparks that will start the forest fire, and the world better watch as he climbs.
Author's Note: That's it for the first chapter! I hope you enjoyed it.
I have a sort-of plot line going on but I'm chalking up most of the OOC-ness of Izuku and Katsuki and any other characters to Akimi and this new background story I've given Izuku's family.
I've tried to make this original character, Kawahara Akimi「河原 ．秋美」as realistic as possible based on her own history and personality. Hopefully I've done it properly and she doesn't seem like Ms. Perfect. If not, I'm open to criticism and suggestions on how to make her more believable and realistic.
Romance isn't a huge part of this story but there is some, of course. In terms of pairings, I'm pretty set with Izuku/Ochako. Other pairings can come later and I'll probably put up a poll at some point to see which pairing has the most votes or something.
If I made any spelling mistakes, please let me know! English isn't my first language and though I know I'm alright at it, it's also not great. I'm also learning so many languages at the same time that I'm getting confused with different sayings and expressions and its honestly been one big headache. (Also, why does the BHA wikia write Ochako as Ochaco? And by the way, isn't Ochako just the cutest name ever)
Anyway please review! I like to hear all kinds of feedback or just in general. You can even talk about the weather if you want! I'll see you all on Saturday!