woooooo another fanfiction yay
not quite sure if I want to continue this
opinions are welcome
He had never used his supposed intelligence to his own advantage. He wasn't even that smart. He had the average intelligence of a 17 year when he died. That intelligence had remained when he had been reborn with all of his memories. When he neared the beginning of this new life's academic life he had hesitated. He was a 4-year-old with the average intelligence of a 17-year-old, therefore making him a genius in their standard.
He had decided on his first day of elementary school that his intelligence wasn't the biggest thing he had to worry about. The incident of his reincarnation paled in comparison to where exactly he had been reincarnated too. He had assumed he had been born into the world he had previously resided in- y'know the sane world where superpowers (or quirks if you wanted to get specific) that allowed you to breathe fire and poop rainbows didn't exist.
It had taken him at least a year in school when it suddenly struck him that not only had he been reincarnated into a world where superheroes existed, but he had been reborn into a fictional world.
A world called My Hero Academia
He was so screwed.