This story is heavily based off of the anime/manga series "Boku no Hero Academia". This work of fiction may contain spoilers towards the series, as well as references and characters. I do not own any of the references or characters from the original series that may appear in this story. This work and its original characters are fictional, any resemblance to real people living or dead is purely coincidental.
To be unique, is to be one of a kind, unlike anything else. What does that mean in a world where everyone is unique?
The world has transformed dramatically. Unique abilities that are normally impossible for an average human to achieve, are now commonplace. Nearly 80% of all of humanity is equipped with some sort of ability or mutation. These unique traits are known as "quirks". When individuals are given power, they are capable of making decisions that can affect others.
If being super is normal, than anyone can be a hero!
Day of the entrance exam, 12:18 p.m.
"Hello, I'm Detective Naomasa. I'd like to ask you two some questions about the boy you rescued, please tell us anything you know."
The man's stern face struck fear into Rock's heart.
Riku sighed, before scratching the back of his head. "Alright."
The detective gestured for the two boys to follow him towards an unoccupied classroom. With a nod, they followed with an uneasy feeling growing within. As they'd entered a classroom that looked surprisingly normal for such a prestigious academy, Rock and Riku had each taken a seat in a vacant desk. Detective Naomasa rotated a desk around to face the two boys, and taken a seat before clearing his throat. Rock felt a pang in his chest and began to perspire, indicating his uneasiness speaking to an investigator. His shaking caught Naomasa's attention. The detective glanced over, realizing he had put too much effort into looking professional, the corners of his mouth quirked up as his attempt to surpress his laughter resulted in a bubbly giggle.
"Sorry about that, I didn't mean to make you nervous. I'm just trying to piece two and two together on this whole situation."
The boy's expression softened, taken aback by the man's gregarious personality.
"So what is this situation anyways? Why'd Kazuto go all bat-shit crazy?" Riku questioned, noticing the detective's forehead pucker as the boy cursed.
"Before we continue this conversation, I'd like to ask for your permission to record." Naomasa reached into his large trench coat's left pocket and extended his arm, placing a tape recorder on the desk before him.
Exchanging a questioning eyebrow raise, the two boys nod their heads and consent to the recording of the conversation.
"Tell me what you know about Fujimoto Kazuto."
Rock lifted a finger and opened his mouth preparing to speak, but was quickly cut off by Riku.
"We met him yesterday at the local convenience store. As we were exiting the building, Rock had walked into him when he wasn't paying attention. After a quick introduction, we found out that he was going to be participating in the U.A. entrance exam just like us. It was close to 9:00 p.m., so we all decided to head home to rest before the big test."
The atmosphere felt increasingly heavy as the conversation continued. The tension so palpable, you could cut it with a knife.
Although Naomasa pressed his lips together as he shut his eyes, he continued the questioning.
"Was that the last time that you had seen him before the physical portion of the entrance exam?"
Riku continued to lead, "Nope, we saw him on our way into U.A. for the introduction of the entrance exam. He looked really tired."
"Alright, I see. Now can you tell me what happened during the physical portion of the entrance exam? From my understanding, that's where everything had went awry."
Fidgeting in his seat, unable to reserve his concerns whilst simultaneously failing to find the words, Rock's eyelids drooped as he could only look down towards his hands.
Once again, Riku had stayed involved on the conversation.
"Me and Rock were killing robots, racking up points. The deeper we went into the city, the more we saw other students running away in fear."
Naomasa rested his elbow on the table, placing his chin on the back of his hand. He continued to listen intently to the boys' recollection.
"He had even set his sights on us, and fired a shockwave in our direction. It was no big deal to dodge. After that he collapsed, started vomiting and began to convulse. Afterwards, this enormous robot that U.A. threw into the mix loomed over the buildings, and then locked onto Kazuto as he was on the ground."
Riku pointed his thumb towards Rock and stated "This is the guy who ran in headfirst to rescue Kazuto."
Rock stared in surprise before his face crinkled from embarrassment.
"Anyways, Rock took off before I could say anything and he managed to close the distance just in time. After carrying Kazuto, he ran from the giant robot. After that, the exam was ended early."
With a nod, Naomasa took in the information given and processed it in his head.
"That was very brave of you two to go out of your way to help Kazuto. He probably would've died if you hadn't stepped in. You have my gratitude."
The two boys mouths dropped in surprise. The corners of Riku's lips curled involuntarily-a prominent frown appearing on his face-now seeing the true danger of the situation.
"What caused him to go outta control like that? It didn't look like he meant to go crazy like that."
The atmosphere had weighed down once again, as Naomasa's eyebrows furrowed, effectively masking his previous warm demeanor.
"What I'm about to tell you must stay between us. You have to swear to secrecy, otherwise this conversation ends here and you won't find out what happened to Kazuto. Because of your brave actions, Principal Nedzu and I think you both should know the details. What will it be?"
Rock immediately nodded his head, and leaned over to the tape recorder, speaking directly into it.
"I, Ishikawa Rokuro swear to never disclose a word of this conversation, other than Detective Naomasa and Akutagawa Riku, the people present at this very moment!"
It was as if Rock had taken the heavy atmosphere and lifted it ten thousand meters higher, Naomasa and Riku exchanged surprised looks before suppressing laughs, sputtering like a broken hose. Rock's face grew to a warm red as his eyes darted to Riku and then to the detective.
"Did I say something funny?"
Riku shook his head as a laugh squeezed through his pursed lips. "I, Akutagawa Riku, swear to secrecy."
With an audible clap, the detective composed himself. "You have a knack for lightening the mood, Rokuro."
"Oh, you can just call me Rock, sir."
Naomasa blinks at him, the corners of his lips curling into a small smile.
"Alright Rock."
Maintaining a kind expression, he delved into a more serious topic.
"Ever since the villain attack at the Unforeseen Simulation Joint, also known as USJ, there has been a rise in organized villain attacks. I'm sure you remember when All Might went head to head against the man known as All For One. It led to his retirement, All Might's stamina had completely depleted leaving him unsuited for further heroics. You'll probably see him in the halls at some point, but I digress. All for One was the head and benefactor of a large criminal organization known as the League of Villains. Although he is currently incarcerated in a special prison for criminals and on life support, his influence and legacy have been left in the hands of a man known as Tomura Shigaraki."
"There have been rumors that... that this All For One guy can steal people's quirks. That's just a myth, right? That's just impossible." Refusing to believe, Riku peered towards Naomasa, his expression indecipherable.
Pausing, the detective gave the two boys time to process the information before answering Riku.
"All For One's ability allows him to steal other people's quirks, and use them for himself. Not only can he steal quirks but he can also bestow the stolen quirks to others. In short, he can give and take quirks. I know that sounds insane, like some kind of comic book, but it's definitely true. The hero known as 'Ragdoll', member of the hero team 'Pussycats' had her quirk [Search] stolen from her, causing her to enter a sort of comatose state. To this day, she's still quirkless, although she had awoken shortly after she was rescued."
Rock could only stare as his friend's face twisted in horror.
This was getting too heavy, too fast. We just put out feet through the door of heroics, and we this was brought to our knowledge.
We're just kids.
Naomasa continued on with his explanation.
"His ability doesn't have much to do with the situation at hand, although I thought it would behoove you to know, seeing as how you might interact with a villain of that caliber someday. We're concerned with his successor today, Shigaraki. As I previously mentioned, he is the new leader of the League of Villains."
Riku began to steel himself, standing straighter, facing the new disturbing information. Rock continued to slouch, having difficulty accepting it all.
"Although there isn't much activity coming from the the League of Villains themselves, their influence has spurred the actions of countless individuals with ill intent. An unknown source has produced a drug called trigger, also referred to as a weak quirk improvement drug. It boosts an individuals quirk, whilst simultaneously weakening their sense of reason."
The detective slid his phone to the boys, playing a candid recording of a person in the distance injecting the drug and going berserk. The video took a graphic turn, displaying civilians being attacked by the individual.
Rock gasped, nearly covering his eyes from the explicit content.
Riku's eyes widened, swallowing the lump in his throat.
"Now we don't know exactly if Shigaraki has any direct involvement with the distribution of the drug, we just know that his influence is spreading rapidly, and this is one of the results. We've deduced that Kazuto must have been a victim of a similar drug, seeing as how he did not immediately lose his sense of reasoning during the entrance exam, as a user of trigger would have. Additionally, there's visual proof of him entering the test today with a bizarre bump on the left side of his neck, thanks to the security cameras installed at U.A."
Naomasa reached and retrieved his phone, sliding it into his coat pocket.
"If what Riku said is true, about you meeting yesterday and going home at around 9 p.m., then Kazuto must have been the unknown individual who was attacked by unknown assailants. You've heard about that incident right? It was all over the news yesterday. The 'booming' noise that a witness claims to have heard would correlate with his quirk [Shockwave]."
"So... you're saying he was attacked, and forcibly injected with a drug?" Rock said as he covered his mouth with his hands. He felt sick, like he was going to heave. That could've happened to him or Riku last night.
"Yes, that's our assumption. Soon, Principal Nedzu will come by and join our conversation. Trigger is indeed dangerous, but there's something new on the horizon, something far wors-" Naomasa was cut short, as the classroom door slid open.
"Hello, everyone. I'm here to address Kazuto's situation." said the small furry principal. "Come on in, everyone's waiting for you!"
Stepping through the door was Fujimoto Kazuto, looking much healthier.
"Hello everyone." muttered the boy, looking down as his nose crinkled, lower lip quivering.
"I'm-" He took a deep breath before continuing. "I'm truly sorry that this happened. I-I had no control over myself, it was a nightmare."
Kazuto's eyelids drooped as he continually reprimanded himself under his breath. He turned his attention to Rock and Riku before offering a bow of gratitude.
"Principal Nedzu told me that you both risked your lives to save me! No words are enough, I'm truly grateful for your help. I don't know how I can repay you both."
Riku gave a sinister chuckle before pitching his idea.
"Well since we both risked our lives and all, it'd be nice to get a reward, my wallet's pretty empt-"
Rock cut him off with an elbow jab to his side, shooting a skeptical look with crossed arms.
"Detective, I assume you've told them at this point?" questioned the principal.
With a nod, Naomasa confirmed. "Mostly."
"Alright, I've already told Kazuto all about it already" he said, turning towards the boy.
The furry principal cleared his throat, preparing to begin his announcement.
"Under normal circumstances, you would be disqualified from the entrance exam, Kazuto. Although it was not your fault, you still chose to enter the exam in an unstable condition that no one knew about instead of going to get help. Your actions put everyone around you in danger. However, you are a student who got into U.A. through a wholehearted recommendation from a top ranked professional hero. We were confused as to why you would choose to decline the acceptance and enter the exam, but we'll leave personal matters to yourself. We are willing to overlook this entire situation, although you're on thin ice."
Rock and Riku eyebrows raised as they processed this new information about Kazuto.
Recommendation?
Kazuto's head lifted instantly, surprising everyone in the classroom. Although his glasses were askew, his eyes gleamed with excitement. "Are you saying that I passed the exam?"
The small principal covered his mouth with widened eyes, realizing his choice of words and their implications.
"I guess there's no hiding it. You had a point value of sixty five villain points, having dispatched numerous robots, albeit with reckless abandon. This score alone has allowed you to join U.A. Academy's Heroics Course. Congratulations, Kazuto."
A small round of applause filled the room, causing Kazuto's face to light up.
"I really don't... Thank you, thank you so much sir. I won't let you down."
The principal extended his paw towards Kazuto with a bright grin upon his face. Kazuto hesitated, and then extended his arm cautiously as it shook, before the principal tightly gripped his hand with his paw and shook vigorously.
The principal turned towards Rock and Riku and straightened his tie.
"Now, as for the two of you. I'd like to personally thank you for your selfless efforts in keeping this boy safe."
Riku and Rock's faces lit up, taken by surprise by the sudden praise. Naomasa gave a warm smile, answering their confusion with a small nod.
Nedzu laughed heartily, and continued to articulate his gratitude.
"As soon as he'd collapsed, we hit the shut-off switch for the exam, although it takes time to fully power down all of the villains. Your actions bought him the time he needed to survive. This is why we found it necessary to elucidate you on the full details."
Then, for just a brief moment, a blanket of intimidation wrapped itself around Rock and Riku, the source originating from the small principal.
"That being said, I want no efforts in trying to track down who did this to Kazuto, nor do I want you to pursue any connection between the assailants or the drug. Your safety is our number one priority."
The two boys, and even Kazuto, found themselves semi-paralyzed from the daunting statement.
How could we even think of getting involved in this?
"As for your acceptance, I cannot disclose that information at this moment in time. However, you'll receive a letter from U.A. within a week about your acceptance. And allow me to say, I like your chances of getting accepted."
Rock's face flushed to a bright red as he receieved continuous praise for their actions. Riku closed his eyes as a smirk of satisfaction grew.
Nedzu swiftly rotated, facing the blue-haired, bespectacled boy.
"And Kazuto, remember what recovery girl told you. You should refrain from using your quirk for awhile, try to rest. We've managed to expel the remnants of the drug from your body, but it's better to be safe than sorry. We've done our best to hide this event from the media, but there are still those who were present at the exam. Try to stay strong."
Principal Nedzu perked up and clapped his paws together, creating a soft audible pat.
"Thanks for explaining everything to these young boys, Detective. Please contact me if you find any new leads or have any more questions. As for you boys, you're all excused. Go have fun! Get some food or something, I don't care! Have a wonderful day!"
The creature happily skipped out of the classroom, shutting the door behind him.
"Well, you heard the ma... er, Principal..." Naomasa reached over and clicked the stop button on the tape recorder, and tucked it back into his trench coat pocket. "Thank you both for your time and compliance, this has been very helpful. If you ever need any help, please don't hesitate to call."
The detective handed them all their own copy of what appeared to be a business card displaying a phone number and email address. He firmly shook the hands of everyone in the classroom, and made his way out.
Riku's stomach growled fiercely, an audible grinding surprised both Rock and Kazuto. "Let's get some food. I'm hungry as fuck."
Rock nodded his head in agreement and looked over to Kazuto. "Coming?"
Kazuto pushed up his glasses with his right pointer finger, staring in disbelief. "You want me to come with you guys? After what happened today?"
"Yeah, just hurry up. I'm gonna die at this rate." Riku walked out of the room rubbing his stomach with his hands.
Rock offered a toothy grin, and followed his friend out the door.
Kazuto hesitated for a moment, before quickly catching up to the others.
Day of the entrance exam, 4:46 p.m.
The final rays of late afternoon shone through the restaurant's windows, painting the interior with a warm glow. As the three boys continued towards the tiny cafe, huddled around Mustafu's large buildings, Kazuto's legs gave out, sending him tumbling forward. He desperately clung to Riku's back in order to support himself, narrowly avoiding the solid floor.
With a grimace, Riku shook Kazuto off and continued into the cafe.
The bespectacled boy fell to the floor with an audible thud. "Ough!" Fixing his glasses into their correct position, he was brought to his feet with the assistance of Rock.
"I guess I'm still a little groggy from everything that's happened," mumbled Kazuto.
"Don't worry about it! Let's head inside and get you something to eat, that'll probably make you feel better." Rock dusted off Kazuto's shoulders, and patted his hands after a job well done.
Again, Rock and Kazuto were left behind by Riku. As they entered, they were greeted by a kind hostess.
"Hello there, welcome to The Grind. Are you with that gentleman over there?" She pointed towards Riku, standing in the middle of the restaurant with his left foot tapping impatiently.
Rock lifted his brows and rubbed the back of his neck, body aching from the day of activity, longing for respite.
Riku's been waiting for a whopping twelve seconds.
"Yeah, could we get a table for us three, please?"
She responded with a warm nod, and gestured the two to follow her as she approached Riku, leading them all to an empty table. After handing the three a menu, the hostess excused herself to bring some glasses of water to the table. After she'd returned, they placed their orders and started a conversation to pass the time.
"So what happened in that alley yesterday?" Riku plainly asked.
Rock rolled in his seat, twitching in disbelief at Riku's ability to ask such a question unabashed.
Kazuto wasn't sure whether to feel insulted or surprised at Riku's straightforward nature. He couldn't sense any ill intent, rather he could see that Riku was genuinely curious. With his eyelids drooping, he stared at his glass of water as the beads of condensation dripped towards the coaster below.
"Well, it was... pretty scary. Here I am, minding my own business, just walking home. All of a sudden, these two guys just restrained me, and pulled me into this dark alley. I couldn't get a good look at their faces."
The blue-haired boy reached around his neck and gently brushed the previously afflicted area with his fingers.
"Next thing I know, I felt a sharp pain in my neck. I panicked, and shot out a shockwave from my right palm and sent them flying towards the dumpsters. After that, I sprinted home and did my best to play it cool. From that moment until the physical portion of the entrance exam, I felt like my brain was going to split in two. When I finally used my quirk against one of the robots, I lost... control."
Rock could only stare with concerned eyes, wondering how this could've happened. Riku took an audible sip from his glass of water.
Breaking the silence, the hostess arrived with an assorted tray holding the group's ordered food. Riku rubbed his hands together as the food arrived.
Before she could place the tray on the table, an aggressive shout echoed throughout the small building.
"Hey you!"
A pair of hands slammed onto the table the group was at, surprising everyone in the vicinity. Riku tilted his head to the right to catch a look at the cause of the noise.
Standing before them was an agitated boy. His face was narrow and slim, with wide eyes, colored with gunmetal irises that complimented his peach skin. His eyebrows were thin, yet retained a natural, unplucked appearance, furrowed angrily at the moment. The boy's nose had a slight upward point, hanging above thin lips. Peanut-colored hair laid messily upon his head, although scattered, none hung over his eyes. He stood taller than Rock, but shorter than Riku, with a thin body structure. He wore a periwinkle dress shirt, with old black jeans and brown penny loafers. Although he looked rather average, his presence seemed to radiate confidence. It was too soon to determine if that confidence was misplaced or not.
Riku crumpled a napkin in his shaking fist, anger rising with a clenched jaw. "Motherfucker."
Kazuto's eyes darted across the room, trying to find who the aggressor was targeting. To his surprise, the spotlight was on him.
"Wha-Who are you? Can I help you?"
The newcomer stood over Kazuto, pointing his finger towards the boy.
"I'm Satou Youji. One of the people you almost fucking killed during your performance at the entrance exam. Do you have any kind of idea what you did today?!" Anger getting the best of him, Satou swung his arm outward during his tirade, accidentally knocking the tray out of the hostess' hands.
Crash!
The food slammed onto the cafe floor, plates shattering and silverware clattering.
Rock sat in his chair, speechless, trying to figure out a way to alleviate the situation.
Riku rose from his chair, knocking it backwards, startling all of the spectators. He approached Satou and grabbed him by the collar on his shirt.
"I've been starving for hours now. Look at that shit on the floor. That was my food. The food that is now on the floor, because you fucking knocked it on the ground."
Satou's collar began to singe, and the stench of burnt clothing filled the room.
Satou gripped on to Riku's left arm, the pressure on his grip steadily increasing.
Rock stood up, preparing to intervene for the fight to come.
The heavy atmosphere was blown away as a bathroom door swings open, the sound of the toilet flushing gradually lowering.
A girl darted out of the bathroom, and separated the two worked-up individuals with a quick shove. As Riku was distanced from Satou, the collar had burnt off, still smoking in his grip.
With a shriek, Satou quickly felt the torn area on his shirt.
She stood in between the two with her arms held out, acting as some sort of barrier. Realizing her brash actions, she immediately retracted her extended arms, and entered a more timid state.
"You both... shouldn't fight in this place. Besides, we're all test-goers, right? We should try to get along, we might end up classmates."
She knelt and reached for bits of one of the broken plates, but froze as she extended her arm to grab a shard that Rock had already set his sights on.
Rock looked towards the stranger and examined her appearance. She had a thin, slightly round face with pale, white skin. Her hair was a bright gray hue, which shined in the light entering through the windows. The length of the hair only reached her chin, with a side bang that curled and covered her left eye. Her eyes were pleasantly relaxed, and delightful to look at due to their soft periwinkle color, although she had bags underneath her eyes, perhaps from lack of sleep. She couldn't have been taller than Kazuto, standing at roughly five feet and five inches or so. Her physique was slim with a bit of a complimenting curve. Her most distinguishing feature had to be the small flower located on the left side of her head. It appeared to be attached to her head, although it looked as if it were just a plain flower tucked into her hair. The flower was a bright, faded yellow accented with pink stripes stemming outwards from it's goldenrod center.
The girl's eyes lit up as she saw the boy's fluffy black and white hair.
"Your hair is so nice. Is that a natural color? Can I touch it? It looks like a cloud."
Rock's face flushed pink, almost radiating a pink glow like a colored lamp.
Riku wondered whether or not it would produce a new power for his quirk.
Rock snapped out of his stupor and extended his hand.
"It's cool if you wanna touch my hair, I don't mind!"
The girl extended her right arm to feel his hair, combing her fingers through gently.
"I imagine this is what a cloud feels like. Oh, and I'm Chigusa Kotonoha."
"I'm Rock," he replied.
"Your name is Rock?" she snickered, much to Rock's chagrin.
"Full name is Ishikawa Rokuro, but people just usually call me Rock for short."
The fluffy-haired boy extended his right hand, prompting Kotonoha to shake it with hers as well.
"Well, since I'm calling you a nickname, it's only fair that you call me one too! You can call me Kotochi."
"Kotochi, nice to meet you!" chirped Rock, smiling brightly.
She continued to assist Rock in cleaning up the mess, picking up broken shards and dropped food. The hostess swiftly bowed and quickly mopped up the leftovers.
Riku dusted his shoulders before adjusting his shirt to it's correct position, as it had been ruffled during the scuffle.
"I'm going home." He marched towards the hostess with a regretful expression. "Sorry. Rock will cover the bill!"
He quickly sprinted away from the mess and headed in the direction of his home. Rock's heart rate increased, unable to properly speak as his mouth dried.
"I-I guess I got this today..." His hands shook as he gripped his wallet full of his limited allowance.
Before he could offer the restitution, Satou quickly laid ¥20,000 on the table.
"I hope this will cover it. This was my fault, I'm sorry."
Satou was clearly masking his fury, realizing that he shouldn't cause a scene. Rock could only stare in awe as his impression of Satou changed from mental asylum escapee, to rich boy.
"Let's go Kotonoha," he muttered under his breath, unable to look Kazuto in the eye.
Kotonoha stood up and waved farewell as she continued to exit the store with Satou. A small visible green pollen particle popped out of the center of the flower on the side of her head, floating towards the table, landing in a glass of water. The particle expanded as roots sprouted and encroached the glass, a stem rising just over the top rim. From the peak of the stem grew a small blue flower. Enamored by the unique ability, Rock turned back only to see that they had both left the building.
"Well Kazuto, I think I'm going to head home. Do you have a phone?" uttered the exhausted boy.
Kazuto pulled out a thin smartphone from his pocket.
"Yeah, here."
Rock entered in his name and phone number into Kazuto's contact list.
"I'll let you know if I get into U.A.! Even if I don't we should still hang out. It was fun to meet you, aside from the whole... you know."
"I agree, this was fun, for the most part." He weakly chuckled.
His expression softened into a warm smile as he apologetically waved to the hostess and exited the cafe with Rock.
One week after the exam, April 1st 1:36 p.m.
Rock and Riku sat in the couch in Riku's apartment. In each of their hands laid a letter with the results of their entrance exam.
"Alright, at the the same time, ready?" asked Rock, the sweat on his nervous palms dampening the envelope.
"Yeah, let's do this."
"Okay, on three! One, two, three!"
The two boys tore open their individual envelope simultaneously. A small electronic device popped out of Rock's envelope, displaying a hologram message. Riku's envelope contained a piece of printer paper with sloppy writing stating you passed.
"What the fuck. What'd you get-" Riku stared at his paper and then glanced at Rock's hologram device.
Principal Nedzu appeared, standing straight with a smile beaming on his face.
"Rokuro! I'm pleased to say that you've passed both the written and physical portion with flying colors! In fact, I'm doubly pleased to say that you did rather well in comparison to other testgoers. With a villain points score of seventeen, and a rescue points score of forty five! In total, you passed with a score of sixty two! That's just incredible! I haven't seen a rescue points score that high for about two years now."
Riku grumbled, crumpling his shoddy piece of paper.
"Call it a hunch, but I'm willing to bet that Riku is there watching this hologram video with you as well! Sorry about the paper, we actually ran out of hologram devices. That's never happened before, but there's a first time for everything, no? Sorry Rokuro, Riku ended up scoring just a bit higher than you! A villain points score of twenty one, along with a rescue points score of forty five as well! His total score for the physical portion of the exam was sixty six. You both seem to be well-suited for heroics, especially in the sense of teamwork!"
Rock couldn't help from smiling, his quirk involuntarily activating, revealing a bright lemon hue in his eyes.
"It's all thanks to the Riku regimen!" declared the beaming boy. Riku raised his glass of apple juice, toasting to their efforts paying off.
"Now boys, I'm sure you're wondering; what happens next? I'm sure you've heard, but ever since two years ago when the villain attacks on U.A. became more prominent, we've set the rule that students must live on campus in our dormitories. It's just our way of keeping you all safe, seeing as how U.A. students seem to have a target on their backs these days. At the end of this video is a .PDF attachment listing all of the essentials you'll need, as well as rules and conduct for dorm life."
"Classes begin on Monday, April 10th! I can't wait for you both to start your hero training! Remember now, go beyond! Plus Ultra!"
The video cut, and the .PDF attachment popped up on the projected hologram.
They'd done it. Their training begins in a little over a week from now.
Alright, that's pretty much the prologue! With the introduction of a few more characters and concepts, we're set for the next chapter! Moving into the dorms, attending class, etc. etc. Like always, please leave your thoughts and I'll do my best to improve!
If it wasn't made clear in this chapter, the timeline is set two years after BNHA canon.