A/N Here are some fun facts.

When thinking of Album's name, I was thinking 'music Album' but it was originally going to be spelled Albumb and was later going to become a joke where the end b was going to becom pronounced like, Album-B, but I like this spelling better so that joke will likely never be.

Character heights,

Daniel: 6'1

Album: 5'll

Adrien- 5'0

I know, Album and Daniel are huge compared to most people and Japan but Daniel did come from America originally and Album doesn't know where the hell he came from XD so here we are.

Not a fun fact and mostly expected, but in this story, Monoma's a little shit, like seriously, you're gonna hate and love him, but maybe just hate him, idk

Now onto the story,


They started driving the way back in utter, awkward silence. "Would you guys stop being mad at me?" Album asked, crossing his arms. "I said I was sorry."

"I'm not mad." Daniel said, glancing back. "I just have nothing to say." Album knew that was a load of crap. Daniel always had some kind of 'wisdom' to bestow upon them.

"Yeah, I'm not mad either." Adrien said. "There's no point in getting mad when you could get even anyway." He added in a whisper.

"Daniel should watch out for you."

"You're the one who's going to be sneaking out tonight."

"How do you know about that?"

"So you are."

"That's not the point!" Album hissed.

"I didn't have a point."

Album fell silent and turned away from Adrien to look out the window. "I'm not talking to you anymore."

"Finally."

There was silence even as the pulled in the driveway, even as they climbed out of the car, and even as they walked in the house. "Well, I'm going to bed. Don't stay up too late."

"Okay." Adrien said, and he waited until Daniel closed the bedroom door before turning to Album. "Listen up, villain trash, I'm going to tell Daniel you snuck out."

"You can't do that! I don't need Daniel on my case, and I have to do this job otherwise I'm not just going to be villain trash I'm going to be villain mincemeat!" Adrien didn't seem too impressed and stared at him impassively.

"You didn't let me finish. I'm going to Daniel you snuck out. Unless, you take me with you."

"You'll… you'll just get in the way."

"You know that's not true. I'm good at being useful. How many times have we worked together."

"Believe me it was not because I wanted to work with you, it was an order."

"That doesn't matter. You think you have a choice but you really don't, you can't afford to let me rat you out." Album was silent. "So when do we leave?"

"Right now."

Album turned and headed out the door, not even waiting for the other's response. For his part, Adrien followed quickly behind. "Where are we going?"

"The U.S.J. arena." Adrien raised an eyebrow. "Supposedly U.A students are going to be training on how to handle natural disasters tomorrow, so we have to do this tonight."

"U.A…" Adrien frowned. "You mean your school. Why are they targeting students now?"

"They aren't. All Might's supposed to be with them. He's they're target, though I doubt they'd hesitate to kill anyone who got in the way."

"Those kids we met earlier today… are they the class?"

"Apparently it's low chance but I bet it's a higher chance than the villains are letting on." Album paused. "Besides, you didn't even like them, right?"

"I don't know… they were kind of stupid, but it was entertaining."

"You wouldn't possibly be sad if something happened to them, would you?"

"Maybe I would be. I'm not like you Album, I'm not heartless villain trash."

"I'm not heartless I'm just…" Album furrowed his eyebrows, "selective about the people I trust."

"And who have you selected? Yourself?"

"Just shut up, quit pretending like you know anything about me."

"I know more than you think I do. Apparently, even in the villain world children are often overlooked. I listened in to lot's of conversations that everyone thought I was too stupid to hear or something."

"Yeah, well they didn't know anything significant either."

"Okay." Adrien said, though he sounded doubtful.

Silence settled over the two of them as they walked to th U.S.J. Finally, after an hour or two of just walking, they arrived. "We have forty minutes to get in the building and in position, okay?"

"I got this." Adrien said. You sneak in your way, and I'll sneak in mine. Good luck."

"Just don't get me caught and we'll be just fine."

"Where are we going to meet up?"

"Dunno, I'll call you when I get the position."

"Fine."

Album turned to tell Adrien not to dawdle, but the other was already gone. Album heard a few quiet footsteps in the distance, but that was only because he was highly perceptive. Album was aware he likely wouldn't be able to beat Adrien one on one, that kid had a good quirk that would've been great for either heroism or villainy, some people were just blessed that way.

Album did have more physical strength than the other, but he wouldn't be able to wear Adrien down fast enough to squeeze in a win, that was why he had opted for a surprise attack when trying to kill him instead of going in, guns blazing.

Album turned and quietly crept towards the front entrance. Grabbing a rock off the ground he climbed his way up the building, just high enough they wouldn't see him. The guards were positioned, two of them, right in front of the door.

Squinting through the darkness, Album took his rock and aimed. It was simple. Throw the rock, distract them. Kill them, wear one of their faces, infiltrate, call the villains, get the location, go there, and do whatever the hell they wanted from him.

He threw it, and luckily it hit his target, just enough. "Why the hell'd you do that." One of the guards asked, turning to the other, rubbing his head. Then he slapped the other guard's head.

"I didn't do anything, you're crazy."

"Well, something hit me."

"Probably the realization that you're stupid!"

Album let out laugh and then fell off his perch.

Shit.

The guards looked up right as he fell on top of them. Less of a graceful entrance than he'd been planning. He'd been planning to drop in behind them, say something cool, and then take them out. After all, you couldn't be a villain if you had absolutely no flair for the dramatic.

But mistakes happened, so he took them out without his little quip, but it was okay. There was always next time… maybe.

After that, he studied one of them, including his nametag, and then took the guard's keys and flashlight before letting himself in, wearing the guard's face. Taking out his phone he called the number he was given. "I need the location of the communications network." Album said as soon as he heard the click of the other line.

"Did you go in the front entrance?" the smooth voice asked.

"Yes, I did."

"Then you should be looking at it."

Album frowned and looked around. "I don't see anything."

"That's cus you're an idiot." Album jumped when Adrien dropped down right in front of him. "Nice fall by the way."

Album rolled his eyes, "Never mind, I found it." Album said.

"No, I found it. But whatever." Adrien walked over and waited for Album to open the rather prominent box only a blind person could miss. So much for perception. Album hit the box and it popped open. "Alright, what do I do?"

He took out the flashlight and turned it on. "Keep a look out for guards." Album whispered. Adrien nodded and then he turned his attention back to the box.

He did what the villains on the line told him to, even though it took an hour to reroute to make sure everything was blocked, completely cut off from the rest of the world.

"Done." Album said, his heart pounding so hard, he was a little breathless. The adrenaline was getting to him.

"Well done, now you should get out of there fast, before your luck runs out and a guard shows up."

"Right… my luck." Album closed the box and just then, the call cut off. He tried to call Adrien, but the call wouldn't go through and neither would texts. Well, at least he knew he did the job right.

Down the hall, he heard some guards coming this way. Stupid Adrien wasn't doing his job.

Album quickly hurried out the door and into the warm night. He barely had time to dodge behind a wall before several guards appeared in the very place he had been five seconds ago.

"Congrats on not getting killed." A voice from above him said, before jumping down into the grass. "Good job, partner."

"Shut up and hurry, we have to get out of here."

Adrien nodded in agreement and they both left.

It was past two by the time they got home and safely into their room. Adrien grinned and flopped down on the bed, "Gee, nothing that exciting has happened since dad died."

"Don't get ahead of yourself. That wasn't fun, that was just a job." Album said, stripping off his shirt and dropping it on the floor.

"You know you had fun."

Album stayed silent.

"It's been a long time since you've smiled like that. The danger thrilled you, just admit it."

"Fine, it did." Album said. "I guess after so long of being in danger and on the run, everything that's not a fight for my life seems boring and mundane."

"It's pretty sick I guess."

"I guess… I don't think it's too late for you though. You're young."

"And what are you, fifty? It's not too late for either of us."

Album just closed his eyes and laid down. Adrien could believe that, but the truth was there was a major difference between the two of them. Someone had saved Adrien, that witch of a woman, she'd saved him.

Album had killed people and Adrien hadn't, that was the difference. The difference between redeemable and irredeemable. Adrien could have friends and a life, he wasn't so ingrained in this life that it was unescapable.

"Would you shut up."

"I didn't say anything." Album said, glancing over.

"I can practically hear your depressing thoughts. Listen, just shut up. You think it's too late for you, blah, blah, blah. But you're wrong. If it's too late for you than it is for me too. I know you don't know, but I have killed people, not many, but enough. And it hasn't left me. I've been with Daniel for not even a year and I must've been kidnapped five times by people who either hated or loved my mother and thought I could give them what she could, even though I couldn't. It'll keep happening, I know it will. But I refuse to allow myself to believe it's too late. So don't be a pessimist and shut up."

"I'll shut up when you go to sleep."

"Fine," Adrien hopped up and turned off the light. "Then I'll go to sleep."

"Good." Album said and glued his eyes shut, silently hoping that this was the end of it and his class wouldn't be the one that was training at the U.S.J tomorrow.

He was naturally unlucky though, so he should've known.


The next morning, Album woke up to Adrien's smacking his fist on the wall over and over. "The hell is wrong with you?" Album grumbled.

"You're gonna be late for school."

Album sat up and picked up the clock by his dresser. "Crap." 8:25, fifteen minutes to get ready and go to school. It took ten minutes to get there. Album jumped up and hurriedly threw on his clothes.

Adrien watched him get ready and wondered if he should tell him the uniform was inside out, but then figured it wasn't worth it. "See ya, I hope you get run over by a car."

"Your backpack."

Album turned around mid-stride and grabbed the bag off the floor. "Now I'm leaving."

"Your welcome!"

"As if, you didn't wake me up till the very last minute, piece of crap." Then a slam and Adrien returned to his journal-not diary-journal.

"Daniel says we're having chicken tonight…" he mumbled as he wrote and then paused before adding, 'I love chicken.' And then he felt stupid, but didn't have the heart to erase, mostly because he wrote it in pen… he hoped to god no one ever read this thing.

Album sprinted, fast as he could, and to be honest, he wasn't really looking where he was going and ran face first into what basically felt like a brick wall. Album managed to catch himself by throwing his hands out in front of him. The other wasn't so fortunate and Album winced when his face nearly smacked into concrete. Luckily his hands were there, but Album knew that would still hurt.

"Uh… sorry?"

Album crawled to his feet and watched the boy get to his knees. "You clumsy, bumbling, buffoon, watch where you're going."

"Excuse me?

"You heard me! Now if you'll excuse me," the other boy then, promptly walked off. He hadn't turned around, but maybe that was because his face was a little messed up. He had noticed the blonde's hand reach up towards his face. Maybe he just had a bloody nose or something.

Album just groaned and rolled his eyes, before hurrying off to class. When he arrived, no Aizawa. His theory of the teacher only coming when all students were present was becoming more and more probable.

Album made his way to his seat, and noticed his classmates were staring at him kind of funny. Was there blood? His face hadn't hit anything, and his hands stung but they weren't bleeding. "Um, Chonice-san, you're uniform's inside out." Midoriya whispered quietly.

Oh.

Well that made sense, why people were staring.

"What'd you do, get dressed in the dark," Bakugou asked with a smirk.

"Just in a rush." Album mumbled. "Up late last night."

"Why?" Bakugou narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"Man, lay off, he obviously doesn't want to talk about it." Kirishima said.

Midoriya and Iida covered him as he took off his pants and jacket, turning the right way. He didn't even know how he managed this. The clothes should've been like this to start. Wouldn't it be more feasible he put it on backwards or something?

Probably, but he kinda suspected Adrien might've had something to do with it. Or maybe his sleepy mind had thought the clothes were inside out and put them the 'right way' only for him to have been an idiot.

"So, is this going to be like, a habit?" Midoriya asked, laughing somewhat nervously at his joke.

Album leveled him with a blank stare, "Your jokes are terrible."

Midoriya flushed red and looked away. "Sorry…" he muttered.

When he was finished the other two wandered back to their seats just as Mr. Aizawa walked in, looking even more tired and disheveled than he had yesterday. "Good morning," hardly, "today, we have something special planned."

Almost instantly, excited chatters filled the room, "I would tell you what it is, but you'll figure it out soon enough. Stand up, it's a field trip."

Great, Album could guess where they were going, he knew where they were going, and where they were going wasn't helping him in any way, it was to be the death of him.

The other students excitedly stood up, "What do you think it is, Chonice-san?" Midoriya asked, bright-eyed and starry.

He shrugged and gave no further answer. "Do you think All Might will be there."

"Oh, that would be so fun. I still can't believe he's going to be our teacher this year." Uraraka chirped, saddling up beside them.

"I think learning from such a well-renowned hero will further our education immensely." Iida said, appearing next to Uraraka.

How did all these heroes suddenly pop up out of nowhere? Well, it was their profession to just pop up, but his classmates weren't even heroes yet and somehow they had it down.

"Ah, you're right Iida-kun," Midoriya practically glowed.

"I never even thought of that. I was just excited to learn from someone famous." Uraraka said.

They headed out of the building in blessed silence before Uraraka decided to open her mouth again, "Hey, so why do you guys want to be heroes?"

"It's my dream!" Midoriya instantly answered. "I mean," he backed up a little. "For the longest time I thought I couldn't be a hero, but I wanted to save people, I still do. I think the most important part of being a hero, is saving people, and by doing that, we can do anything!"

"My family has always been filled with heroes. My brother actually is a pro-Ingenium. I want to live up to him and make my family proud. And of course, I do want to help people."

God, such selfless reasons. It was so predictable, it was boring. "And you, Chonice-san?"

"I don't really want to be a hero. I don't even know how they managed to get me in here. But it wasn't something I wanted."

Midoriya's heated stare nearly burned holes through him, "So you're still saying that? Even now?" he asked.

"Yes. What did you think had possibly changed?"

"I don't know. I thought when you got to know us everything would be better… I guess I was wrong."

"You were."

"Why do you want to be a hero, Uraraka-chan?" Iida interrupted they're mini-argument.

"Oh," Uraraka looked like she had nearly forgotten she'd asked a question. "Well, I guess my reasons aren't as noble as You and Izuku-kun…" she paused. "I wanted to become a hero for the money."

Album nearly choked. The little ball of pink sunshine wanted to become a hero… for money. How? That sounded like… like… like something he would say!

"You see, my parents never really had a lot of money, so… I wanted to become a hero so that I could get money to support them."

And there it was, the selfless reason. He should've known better. "I know it's weird, but I just want to help them not have to work so hard!"

"That's amazing Ochaco-chan!" Midoriya smiled. "Wanting to help your parents out is a great reason to become a hero."

"Really?" Uraraka glanced up at him with a shy smile.

"Definitely. I'm so glad we can all be here working towards the same goal even though we have such different reasons." Midoriya said.

Album rolled his eyes. He knew it wasn't true, but Midoriya honestly sounded like a mean-girl cheerleader who was being fake in front of the nerds and then talking smack after she left.

How could anyone possibly be so… so happy? So positive? Like, what the hell, these heroes were ridiculously good. "Alright, on the bus." Aizawa said, standing beside the door.

The students all clambered in and Album ended up sitting next to some red-white-haired kid. He slept the entire time, even it only took a little while to get there on wheels. Still, Album was grateful for it, because he didn't exactly want to talk to anyone right now.

Sure enough, they pulled up next to the building and climbed out. There were still guards there, and they were all bandaged up and kept an eye on the students as they entered.

Album noticed their stare lingered a little longer on him but they didn't say anything and let them all pass. In the daylight, the U.S.J. looked so much bigger.

Album actually felt his heart skip a beat. It had an odd sense of beauty to it, but he wasn't sure how to describe it. There were two heroes from what he could tell, Aizawa and then a hero he recognized as Thirteen.

He frowned. He hadn't had a lot of encounters with Thirteen but once, he had gotten a little too close to the black hole for comfort. "Good morning, children." Thirteen started, "So, we're going to be learning how to rescue people from natural disasters today. The U.S.J. is filled with different terrain, to test you on every possibility that could occur both from natural disruptions and from quirks."

"Um, excuse me, but where is All Might?" Midoriya asked, raising his hand. The question Album suspected they were all secretly wondering.

"All Might couldn't make it today." Aizawa said.

Album suspected this was going to royally piss off the villains attacking today. More than expected even-he knew.

"No matter though. We can still learn everything on the agenda, even though All Might unfortunately, can't make it." Thirteen said cheerfully and kept on with the explanation.

Album glanced around, barely listening, wondering when the villains were going to pop out. "Are you okay?" Uraraka whispered, noticing Album constantly looking around.

"Fine." He responded and wondered if the villains had gotten word All Might wasn't going to be here and pulled back. That would be a relief, he didn't need to try and keep playing both sides.

Then he noticed it, a rift, a black hole, opening up in the middle of the training grounds. Album bit his lip and sighed, this was going to be a long day.

First that came through was hand guy, beside him was a big bird thing with a brain… weird.

Then so many other villains came through, dozens of them. Album didn't know how two heroes were going to defeat all those villains, but he did know that it would be interesting to see.

"Oh god," Uraraka whispered, frowning at the spot Album was staring at. "Is this supposed to be part of the exercise?"

Album shook his head gravely right as the heroes seemed to notice the unwanted presence of several villains.

There was a pause of complete silence, before hand-guy opened his mouth, "Come out All Might! We've got a little surprise for you!"

"Um, Aizawa-sensei…" Midoriya frowned. All the students turned to him with questioning and concerned expressions.

Aizawa clenched his fists, staring at the large variety of villains below. "Thirteen, keep the children safe." He said.

Thirteen nodded gravely. Album blinked and Aizawa was gone, already racing down below swallowed by the horde of villains.

Thirteen backed up and got into a defensive position, but villains who snuck past Aizawa nearly got swallowed up by Thirteen's fingers. All but one, the guy.

Purple smoke. He hovered over all of them, giving some speech that angered lots of the students but Album was paying more attention to Aizawa. Something akin to fear clawed at his chest. If he'd ever had to fight against Aizawa he would've lost, it was strange, thinking about how easily he could've ended up in jail, or even dead.

He supposed he just had to be happy things hadn't happened that way.

Album turned his attention away from Aizawa and toward purple smoke guy. Bakugou and Kirishima had rushed forward idiotically and gotten swallowed up while Thirteen tried and failed to stop purple smoke from swallowing them all.

The last thing Album saw was fading light from the windows of the U.S.J before the smoke surrounded him too.

And when he opened his eyes he was on a boat, in one of the natural disaster areas, surrounded by water. "Chonice-san?" Album turned around, his eyes locking with Midoriya's.

"Great…" he grumbled. He was with Midoriya, a frog girl… her name alluded him, and some guy with hair like grapes. He definitely didn't even remember the guy being in his class.

"What's going on?" the girl asked.

"I think our class was split up. If we're in one of the disaster zones, then… maybe our other classmates are in different parts of the U.S.J. we have to get there and help.

"That's going to be hard." Grape said, and then pointed down below at the water. They all peered over the edge of the boat and saw several villains gathering below. "How are we going to get out?"

Midoriya frowned, "What are your quirks?" he asked.

"I've basically got all the attributes of a frog. And my name's Tsuyu Asui. But you can call me Tsuyu."

"I can pull the purple balls off my head and stick them to anything. And my name's Minoru Mineta."

"I'm really strong, really strong. And I'm Izuku Midoriya."

They all turned to Album. "Um… I can look at someone and then wear their face for however long I want. But I can only do it once. Once it's gone, it's gone. And my name's Album Chonice."

"Well, now that we know each other's names and quirks I think we're going to be able to work together better. Since Asui-chan's quirk is good for water, yet they transported her here… a better place would be the fire disaster zone. But they didn't put her there. I think that can only mean one thing… they don't know what our quirks are."

"I guess that's possible." Album said, frowning. He knew the villains knew what his quirk was, but he didn't have a particular weakness to any of the disaster zones, so it didn't really matter.

"We have to get out of here quickly and help our other classmates. If villains are here with us then I'm sure they're fighting villains too. But before we can do that, we have to get out past these villains." Tsuyu and Album nodded in agreement.

"Wait, what are you guys talking about? You mean go up against all those villains?" Mineta asked. "We can't do that!" he blubbered. "They're actual villains, and we're just students! We should wait for help!"

"We can't do that. Aizawa-sensei and Thirteen are already caught up with other things, they can't help us right now. We have to do this ourselves." Midoriya said.

"I agree with Midoriya, we have to help ourselves right now because the teachers are too busy to come and save us. Do you have a plan, Midoriya?" Asui asked.

"Sort of, it's risky, but I think we can pull it off."

Midoriya relayed the plan to them but Album didn't really pay attention. All he needed to know was that he wasn't really apart of this plan. Again, because he had a useless quirk.

Midoriya kept talking to the others as Album peered over the side of the boat. He frowned at one of the villains who seemed like he was preparing to jump up on the boat.

"Um… guys,"

They didn't seem to hear him. Album groaned when he heard the splash and saw one of the villains flying straight for them.

Lunging, Album grabbed his classmates and they all tumbled to the floor, just as the villain sailed over their heads and back down into the water below. "Dammit, be aware of your surroundings!" Album growled.

They all stared, stunned for a moment, before Midoriya spoke up. "Thank you for saving us."

"Save you…" Album paused. "No, I didn't! I just… um, never mind. But whatever plan you have, you better enact it quick, because they're getting impatient down there." And if Album knew anything, it's that having either an impatient or bored villain meant a higher body count in the end.

"Right, okay guys, let's go. Chonice-san, you should probably get out of here, I don't know what's going to happen to the boat."

"Fine." Album didn't even ask where he was supposed to go or how he was supposed to get off the boat without jumping in the water. He turned away and looked over the side of the boat, wondering if there were any grooves he could put his feet in and shimmy to safety.

The boat was already slightly tilted, so maybe if he hung on close to the sides, he wouldn't slip too far.

It was worth a try anyway. Album climbed up on the edge of the ship and slid down the wall, digging his feet and hands into the sides. The added friction made him slide down slow. Eventually, he slid to a halt and gazed down below at the waters.

Now he had to somehow make his way to…

Album glanced up to see Midoriya and Tsuyu in the air. The former had his hand up. Album couldn't make any details but abruptly, the once calm waters were raging rapids.

Album could only watch as the waves rolled towards him. The sudden added force made him lose his grip on the side of the boat and he found himself falling down into the water.

And had he mentioned that he was never all to good at swimming? He could barely handle a normal pool much less torrent waves of icy cold water.

Just his luck, just his luck.

Album felt himself hit the water, and the sudden shock of the cold made his body freeze up for just a moment. He could still feel himself being pushed by the waves. He couldn't get control of his own body to swim to the surface.

With burning lungs and aching muscles, Album tried to push his way up, but he already felt weak. He must've been under for a minute now, and Album still felt himself being yanked around by the currents, until he felt himself hit something hard, knocking whatever air was left, out of him.

Black dots clouded his vision and the world went dark.

Midoriya, Tsuyu, and Mineta managed to make it to safety, even with all the doubts and crying, they were all fine. Izuku was relieved their plan had worked.

Now all that was left was to find Album and go find the other students to help them next. "Chonice-san?" Izuku, looked around the perimeter and frowned when he couldn't see anybody.

"There's someone out there." Mineta said, pointing out toward the water. Izuku turned to see what appeared to be a body floating in the middle of the water.

"I'll get them." Tsuyu said, "I'm the fastest swimmer here."

Izuku was reluctant, but he nodded, knowing she was right. "Okay, hurry…" he mumbled.

She did, jumping in the water. It only took a minute, but the silence was pressing, and Midoriya was afraid for his classmate. If something had happened due to the huge wave Izuku had created then any damage would be entirely his fault.

Midoriya blinked back tears, heavily aware of Mineta's stare on him the entire time Tsuyu was gone. Suddenly, Mineta's voice filled the void, "Tsuyu's got good figure huh."

"What?" Izuku asked, turning.

"She's got good boobs."

Izuku just stared at him and then laughed a little. "You're joking."

Mineta just gave him this dead serious look. Maybe it was supposed to be serious but it just made Izuku burst out laughing. Mineta tried staring at him blankly but burst out laughing too.

Thankfully by the time Tsuyu got back, they had stopped laughing, or she might've thought they had cracked.

Izuku ran over to help Tsuyu drag Chonice's body up on shore. "Is he alright?"

"He's not breathing." Tsuyu said.

"Do either of you know CPR?"

They both shook their heads. It was only the first week of the hero course, they hadn't been taught CPR yet, though after this incident Izuku suspected they would move First Aid up on the agenda list.

Izuku frowned, "I know the theory, but I've never performed." He said.

"Well I don't even know the theory, so just hurry!" Mineta cried, looking anxious.

"Okay, okay!" Midoriya said. "Help me lay him on his back."

Izuku hauled the other on his back with Tsuyu's help. "Tilt his head up." Mineta did and Izuku pressed his ear to Chonice's chest. There was nothing, just an occasional gasp. "Okay, nothing," Izuku said and placed his hands in the middle of his chest and started pushing hard and rapidly. After a minute or so Izuku tilted Album's head back and pinched his nose, breathing into his mouth.

"That's disgusting…" Mineta commented.

"Shut up." Tsuyu said as Izuku pulled away and did it once more before returning to chest compressions. He repeated a few times until he heard Album gasp and sit up, coughing up water, and breathing deeply. "Thank god."

Izuku felt the same and sat back, breathing heavily. "What happened." Album grumbled after taking in much needed breaths.

"You weren't breathing, but Midoriya-kun gave you CPR." Tsuyu said.

"Oh…"

Midoriya took deep breaths and said, "You should get to Recovery Girl as soon as possible after what happened, just to make sure you're okay. Which means we have to finish up quickly here."

"That's going to be hard." Mineta said and pointed across the stadium. Izuku looked where his classmate was pointing and saw Aizawa laying on the ground, barely moving, a bit of blood pooling around him. "Oh my god."

And they all watched with horror as the villain, with a hand covering his face, turned away from their teacher and stared straight at the four of them.

"Crap…" Album muttered, forgetting all about once being business associates with this guy. Now all he could think about was how he felt like he was staring death in the face.

Today really was unlucky.


A/N I'm so sorry it took so long! I'm really good at procrastinating! Literally though, this is the only chapter I had already made and I don't know if I'm going to update next week or a couple months from now, so we'll just have to see. I really love this story and it's ideas, where I'm going with it, and the characters. But likely the U.S.J arc will only be one more chapter and then I'm going to move onto the sports festival where Monoma will finally get a formal introduction to this series but I can't say when he and Album will become proper enemies so I can't really say when he'll be a 'main' character, but I am excited for him to become one. Thanks so much for reading, and again, I'm sorry this took so long to update. Thank you for your patience! Reviews are love, Bye!