Hey guys! So I don't really have any excuse on why this took so damn long to post other than the fact that I didn't know how to write this chapter. That and exams and stuff. But hey! It's finally posted and the next chapter is also started. Anyway, I would reccomend looking over the last chapter cuz I edited it a bit. If nothing seems different then that means you read this story after the edit but if it is different then CONGRATS you get to reread the whole chapter! Also just a little reminder that this chapter does talk about a gay ship and if you're bothered by that then I'm sorry. Enough of that! Please enjoy this very late chapter!
Never in a single year of his life, did he ever expect this. He was 20 years old and had no experience in teaching or dealing with children in the first place.
And so, for the ninth time that day, he asked himself. . .
"Why am I doing this?"
"Boom! Boom! Clap!" A young boy who stood in the middle of a large training room wearing a bright red t-shirt and blue shorts, stomped his feet and clapped his hands in a simple yet fun pattern. "Boom! Boom! Clap! Right?"
Another boy with a leather jacket and blond, gravity-defying hair, who was obviously older than the first boy but acted as though he were younger, nodded his head, "YOU GOT IT RIGHT, YOUNG LISTENER!" He yelled through a microphone that was hanging around his neck before copying the younger boy.
Yet another boy stood in the room, but with long black hair and an outfit that only consisted of black and gray. He had also been older than the first boy but he, unlike the second boy, acted as such. The man began rubbing the side of his head in annoyance and rolled his eyes at the scene displayed in front of him.
"Hiz-ugh-Present Mic!" He groaned out.
The man being called for stopped stomping with the younger boy for a moment to look at the black clad man, "Yeah, Ai-eerrr-Eraserhead?"
"We are here to teach this kid how to use his damn quirk, not how to dance to 'We Will Rock You!" The man, now dubbed as Eraserhead, yelled in aritation.
"I couldn't help it! The boy looked so down and Queen always brought up my spirits, so I thought tha-"
"Eraserhead-sensei," the youngest boy interrupted nervously, "please don't get mad at Present Mic-Sensei. I-I was looking really sad a-and he just wanted to help a-and I'm all better now anyways so please don't get mad at him." He started to rock on his feet as he stared at the ground.
The two heroes stared down at the boy in shock before Present Mic began tearing up and lunged for Izuku, "MIDORIYA! YOU'RE SO KIND! He's sweeter than you will ever be Aiza-uuhhh-Eraserhead!"
Said man was cursing at himself for his own impatientence. He'd noticed how sad Midoriya looked earlier and he knew why he had been giving off such a sad aura as well. The boy just lost his mother to a villain and before he could even mourn, he was taken away from everyone else he cared for because his quirk would have most definitely killed everyone within a 60 meter radius of himself. Of course, Eraserhead didn't say yes to training this boy out of pity, he'd never help train someone for that sole reason. It'd be a waste of his time and a few hours taken away from his much needed sleep. He decided to help this boy out of curiosity and a small possibility of potential the boy may have. He did have sympathy for the boy though.
That and Present Mic had begged non-stop for two whole days for him to take the request and him with it. That man always had a soft spot for kids that Eraserhead will never understand.
"I'm not mad per say," he started, "I'm just annoyed and that's also making me very impatient." This 20-year-old, not single pringle whose not ready to mingle, man had never felt so cornered in his life. He felt like he was being pointed as the bad guy in this situation, which he was, and really, all he wanted was sleep. "I will not let myself be cornered by such children. . . Okay, Midoriya, call me Aizawa-sensei and Present Mic Hizashi-sensei. It's getting annoying having to use our hero alias and this might calm my nerves."
"I'm glad that you're not mad, Aizawa-sensei." Izuku smiled, "and I promise to work hard from now on!"
"That's the spirit you two!" Present mic, or rather Hizashi, jumped up and posed with a fist in the air, "Let's get STARTED!"
"Please quiet that down just a notch, my ears are ringing." Aizawa picked at his left ear with a look of 'why did I agree on this?' on his face.
"So, um, how's my training going to begin?" Izuku asked.
The tired looking man turned around and started walking towards a few different and strange looking structures. He motioned for the other two to follow him.
"What's this?" Hizashi questioned as they all halted to a stop in front of the huge rock like structures.
"Target practise." Aizawa turned to Izuku before demanding for his hand.
The freckled boy hesitantly gave his hand to the man who had taken out a small needle from his pocket. He poked the little pointer finger gently which made Izuku flinch.
"Hold it in for a second," the older man stated as he stepped back. "Now point the finger to the rock and let it out."
Izuku did as told and pointed his finger to the rocks. There was sweat rolling down his neck from the amount of effort it took to keep his power from bursting out on the spot. Once he saw that Aizawa and Hizashi were far enough behind him he let his power be unleashed with a baby lion's roar.
A force was pushed forward from seemingly nowhere and hit the largest rock at full throttle. Before anyone could see what happened, though, a small wall of dust was pushed back from the amount of force that Izuku produced. It wasn't nearly a tenth of the power the boy showed three days prior but it was enough to blow everyone back a few inches.
When the dust cleared up, everyone looked up to see a pretty large dent in the rock. It was about two meters wide and one meter long which covered half of the rock and reached a few other rocks around it. Even though the scratch was large it went about only a foot deep.
"Dang, young listener!" Hizashi was the first to speak up, "what'd the rock do to ya?"
"I-I d-didn't know I c-could d-do that." Izuku had to admit, his range of power was larger than most.
If that's what the boy can do with a pricked finger then what's he truly capable of? Aizawa asked himself. This kid does have potential. In the wrong hands. . . let's not think about that.
"Umm. . . what's next?" The four-year-old boy questioned, knocking Aizawa out of his thoughts.
"Ahem, well, you said before that you had the same force with emotional pain too, correct?" Aizawa asked.
"Well. . . sort of. I think of it as more of an enhibs-wait no-enhans. . . enhancement. . ." the freckled boy looked up in thought for a second before nodding, "yeah. It's an enhancement."
"Wow! I'm surprised you know such a big word, Midoriya!" Present Mic begin wiping fake tears from his eyes, "they grow up so fast!"
The tired man rolled his eyes at his fellow pro hero's clearly unamusing jokes. He then looked back to the small, blushing boy in thought. So physical pain gives him some sort of burst of force and emotional pain gives him a boost of power. The physical pain is only temporary since the force heals the wound after being let out. When someone feels emotional pain, it tends to stay with them for a while. . . so does this mean the kid's power boost is always on and ready for usage?
To test the question on his mind, Aizawa picked up some of the ruble from Izuku's attack on the rocks. He let the roughness roll across his hands a little and threw it up a few times to estimate the weight.. He measured it to be around 22 kilograms which felt a pretty heavy in his hands.
"Midoriya," he called out, "give me your hand again."
The green haired boy shuffled over and held out his hand, waiting for further instruction. The older man gently placed the rock in the boy's hand before taking a step back. Izuku looked between the rock and the man who gave it to him several times with pure confusion plastered on his face.
Noticing Izuku's puzzled look, Aizawa decided to explain, "you said pain gave you a powerful force while emotions gave you a boost. Physical pain is only temporary while emotional pain sticks with you for a while. Because of this, I believe that while your burst of power isn't always on and running, you power boost is."
Izuku's eyes lit up with realization. "Oh! That would mean I always have some extra strongness and fastness like an enhancement quirk!" the young boy placed a finger to his chin in thought for a moment. "Wow. It's like I have two quirks-wait no. . . three."
"Three?!" Hizashi looked baffled.
"Yes, three." Izuku repeated. "I got an enhancement (I really love that word), a power burst, and a healing quirk."
"Where'd you get the healing from?"
"I took away everyone's hurt before All Might got me," Izuku's green eyes saddened, "I remember how much everyone else hurt just like me. Especially Auntie Mitsuki."
"Everything will be okay, young listener."
"I hope so Hizashi-sensei." Izuku started playing with the rock again. Throwing it up and catching it over and over again. "What's this rock for again?"
"It's about 22 kilograms which should be heavy for a kid your age." Aizawa watched as the rock went up and down, "seems like it's a bit light for you."
"Feels like a baseball."
"Hey Aizawa, you think he could pick me up?" Hizashi looked to his left only to receive a hand to the face. "OUCH!"
"You're an idiot."
"But you love me for it!" The blond laughed as he rubbed his nose.
Aizawa only grumbled in response.
"Wait a minute," Izuku looked accusingly at the two heroes, "are you two in love!?"
"Yes, we are!"
"Cool! I can't believe two of the awesomest heroes are together!" Izuku jumped with glee.
"Alright that's enough." Aizawa took the rock from the freckled boy's hand threw it to the side. "Back to training."
"Yay!"
The trio moved over to a bench that was placed to the right of the large rock structures. Izuku and Hizashi both sat down while Aizawa stayed standing.
"So what we just did was solely for a more simple viewing of your quirk compared to last time you were here at UA." Aizawa explained. "What we will do now is talk about your schedule, what you will learn, and easier ways for you to practise your quirk."
"How will I practise my quirk without hurting myself?"
"That's something we are trying to figure out."
"Will I be learning anything from any other heroes?"
"Are we not enough for ya?" Hizashi chimed in.
"W-wh-what?!" The four-year-old boy baffled that such an accusation could be made. "O-of course not! You two are more than enough! You're both awesome heroes that are strong and smart and amazing and heroic and-"
"Well, being heroic is part of the job." Hizashi laughed.
"Well, yeah, I know that. But I just-"
"I'm only teasing ya, Midoriya."
"Oh, uummm." The boy became very confused.
"Back to the original topic please." Aizawa was now rubbing his temples in annoyance, "I would prefer to get this over with soon. I need some damn sleep."
The blond gasped, "Aizawa! There is a kid in the room! No cursing!"
"What does damn mean?" Izuku asked with a sweet innocence.
"Look at what you've done Aizawa!"
"What'd I do?"
"You're ridding him of his childlike innocence!"
". . . What? Wait, please don't continue your little rant. We need to talk about Midoriya."
"We are talking about Midoriya!" Hizashi began shaking the tired hero by the shoulders. "We're talking about his innocence! There's still a lot left so don't say anymore curse words."
"Hizashi, I'm beginning to regret bringing to you. Can we please get back on topic?" Aizawa pushed the blonde back in his seat before continuing their earlier conversation. "Do you have anymore questions regarding your training, Midoriya?"
"When will I train?"
"Every morning on the weekends and on Tuesday and Thursday. Since you have school during the week, most of your training will be over the weekend."
"Will I learn different things depending on the day?"
"Over the weekend you will learn how to control and use your quirk in more effective ways. On Tuesday you will discuss things with Nezu, though, I don't know if they'll be about your quirk or not. On Thursday you will learn about some basic combat and exercises."
"Will I learn any boxing, wrestling, or any fighting focusing around weapons." Before Aizawa could answer, Izuku added, "that last one being later in life, of course."
"After learning some basic defense and a little hand-to-hand, you will have the chance to choose other learning styles if you so wish. Any weapons will be chosen years from now, but they are possible."
"Cool!" Izuku exclaimed.
"Anything else?"
"Not right now." he answered after calming a little.
"Those were some pretty good questions, Midoriya." Hizashi praised.
"They also covered pretty much everything we needed to discuss." Aizawa added, "but we do need to talk about two more things."
"Regarding?"
"A therapist for you and how we'll be training your quirk."
"What's a therapist do?"
"The therapist is there for you to talk to about your mother." Aizawa explained gently, knowing that Izuku's mother was still a sore topic.
"Oh." The young green haired boy looked down in sad remembrance of two days prior.
Hizashi placed a comforting hand on Izuku's back before giving the suggestion to continue talking about his quirk the next day. Everyone agreed before exiting the large training area.
Once the trio reached the observation room that connected to the training area, they spotted Nezu, All Might, Mitsuki, Bakugou and Hinlu all waiting for them.
Bakugou and Hinlu were only there because they, plus Izuku, had begged none stop for them to come along and watch. The two four-year-olds were fused to the greenette's hips and they refused to be pulled apart. Especially after what happened to the poor boy's mother.
Before anyone could say a word, Bakugou and Hinlu ran and tackled Izuku to the ground.
"Izu-chan!" The pink haired girl was the first to shout. "What'd you talk about? Was it cool? Did you have to get hurt?"
"Shut it, Pinky!" Bakugou snapped at the girl's rambunctious questions before asking his own, "Deku, I saw that crack on the rock," he started, "you better not be getting stronger than me, got it? We're equals, got it?"
Said boy quickly nodded with a beaming smile on his face. "Got it, Kacchan!"
"Brat, don't start acting all high and mighty like that!" Mitsuki yelled at her scowling son. "You aren't above nobody and neither are you below, so calm your shit-shit-crap!" The mother cursed at her cursing once again.
"Whatever, mom."
"Oi!" The two Bakugou's were now growling at eachother.
"Okay, break it up!" All Might found that it would be best to seperate the two now before something broke, or worse.
"You really need to learn how to listen to All Might, you angry pomeranian." Hinlu chuckled.
"What'd you say, you pink pufferfish?!" Bakugou was now growling at his pink friend.
"I'm the pufferfish?! Ha! That's you. I mean, have you seen your hair?" The girl had found her friend's comeback simply hilarious.
"You-!"
"That's enough, young listeners!" Hizashi now felt the need to intervene in the mess of constant bickering. "Today we all need to be serious!"
"Like you can talk." Aizawa scoffed.
"Now that you've all calmed down some," Nezu spoke up, "let's begin with the evaluation."
The group all moved into seats that surrounded a table in the back of the screening room. There were about ten metal chairs that circled the large meeting table. That left only two chairs unoccupied.
"So, what have you learned about Midoriya's quirk, Eraserhead?" Nezu questioned as he placed his hands(paws?) on the table in front of him.
"First off, his quirk is like a combination of three." the tired man started, "number one," he put up one finger, "is a power burst. When he gets physically hurt in anyway, a burst of force is produced from his body."
"I think that the force thingy is strongest at where I'm hurt, "Izuku quickly added.
"Number two is an enhancement." he put up two fingers.
"Yes, Midoriya mentioned something like that last time we talked." Nezu interrupted before motioning Aizawa to continue after a moment of silence.
"It enhances his strength and speed plus, his power burst. Thus, he created such a large crack with only a pricked finger."
"That was made with just a prick?!" Mitsuki shouted in surprise.
What a powerful young boy, All Might thought to himself.
"Well, when you lose your mother and your entire house to a villain, you might not be a-okay." Aizawa smiled sarcastically, "Midoriya's power burst was, in fact, enhanced by his emotional pain."
"That is true." Nezu started, "He's most likely going through lots of pain that no one can see with just their eyes."
"Unless they had a quirk that let them see someones emotions." Izuku corrected and watched as everyone in the room showed some form of concern. "Or something." his green eyes flickered down in sadness. He didn't want others to be sad because of him. He wanted to make people smile.
"Izu-chan!" Hinlu wailed as she quickly got out of her seat and squeezed he green friend with all of her might. "It'll be okay, I promise! Katty, come here and comfort our friend with me."
Bakugou only grumbled.
"Oi! Be a decent human being for once and do what she said." Mitsuki slapped her sons head before pushing him forward.
Said boy slowly walked closer to his friends and placed a hand on Izuku's fluffy head. He slowly started to pat the messy green curls with a bright red blush.
"Stop whining, Deku. We'll find Auntie Inko when we become heroes." He gave Izuku a smile that meant what he said was a promise.
The green four-year-old stared at his friend in awe before nodding his head, "hai!"
My son can be a complete ass most days, but he does have his moments. Mitsuki thought with a caring smile which quickly became a deadly one as she thought, why can't any of those "moments" have me in them for once, you brat?
"Ahem," Nezu cleared his throat in a way of grabbing everyone's attention, "let's continue with the evaluation now, shall we?"
"Yes lets." Hizashi said eagerly. He loved kids and signs of love but sometimes, it just became to much and fat tears would form. Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry! Damn it! The man began sniffling to try and hold back the incoming tears, it didn't work. "What a lovely bunch."
"So the third part of Midoriya's quirk, is healing," Aizawa started as he put up three fingers. "Earlier he said that he took away his friends pain and tripled his own. This means that his quirk can take others pain to add onto his arsenal of power burst."
"Damn. That's one intense power you got there Izuku." Mitsuki said.
"Should we address young Midoriya's little. . . episode?" All Might asked.
"My what? Am I on a show?" Everyone laughed at the small boys innocence.
"No, Midoriya. I'm talking about what happened to you in the steel room." All Might explained.
"Oh."
"I believe we've kept everyone here for too long. Let's continue this conversation on Tuesday." Nezu suggested.
"Sounds like a good idea." Everyone agreed before getting up and leaving.
"A quirk evaluation?" Izuku questioned.
"Yes. Your damn schools don't let you kids do your physical evaluations with your quirks." Aizawa mumbled something about 'stupid teachers' before adding, "you will be using your quirk to throw a ball, run 50 meters, test your grip, do a standing long jump, jump side-to-side, test your endurance, do sit-ups, and stretch."
"Don't you think that some of that is a little advanced for a four-year-old." All Might asked.
"After training this problem child for about two months, I think can handle it." Aizawa answered before grabbing a ball and a strange phone looking device. "These were specially made from this school's support department." He handed the ball over to Izuku's waiting hands before speaking again, "once you throw the ball with your quirk, this machine here wll measure how far it goes."
Izuku looked down at the ball for a moment before asking, "do you think I should use my power burst or just my enhancement?"
"It's your choice."
"Okay, uummm." Izuku thought for a minute before deciding that he needed to try his hardest on this test, "Aizawa-sensei, can you prick my finger?"
"Sure." The black clad man took a needle out from his pocket and pricked the young boys finger. Since no one could figure out a better way of activating the boy's quirk, pricking his finger just became the best option.
Once he was ready, Izuku walked over to the open field. He looked around to make sure he had enough space when he saw a sharp rock sticking out from the ground. He walked over to move it out of the ground but when he did, it scratched his hand. He threw the rock to the side quickly and looked down at his wounded hand. There was a small bead of blood dripping from his finger and a long line of blood starting to flow from a crease in his hand. Izuku was already having trouble keeping control of his pricked finger and with the add on of a large, bloody scratch, it only became more difficult to hold in.
In a rush to let out his power burst, he took a running stance before shooting off with an enhanced speed. Right before he skidded to a stop, the ball left his hand and went flying forward. The ball went at speeds so fast, it left waves of shock in its wake. The three quirk users that were out in the field were knock back by the force of the throw.
"HOLY SHINING SHOES!" All Might shouted as he was caught off guard by the burst of wind.
Aizawa sat awkwardly on the ground as he stared at where the ball once was like a gaping fish. Izuku just laid on the ground as he was the one who got the full impact of the throw and shielded his eyes from the sun.
"I don't see it anymore." He stated.
The two heroes got up first and closed their gaping mouths. After shaking off the general shock of the throw, Aizawa looked at the screen of the phone like device in his hand. His eyes practically shot out of his head when he saw the result.
Never having seen such a look on Aizawa's face, All Might cautiously walked over. "What is ittttttttttttttt-" he drawled on after seeing the result for himself. "tttttt. . . He's only FOUR!"
"Mhhhmmm." was Aizawa's only response.
After another moment, Izuku got up. He looked to the, once again, shocked heroes in silence. He waited to hear his score but when he realized that neither of the heroes were going to speak, he walked over to them himself. Upon seeing his very own results.
7 Kilometers
"I didn't know I could do that. . . at all." Izuku stared wide-eyed at the number on the screen.
'I have a sneaking suspicion that, that ball isn't coming back." Aizawa commented.
"I, um, I noticed that you threw that rock earlier in hast." All Might looked over to the still shocked Izuku, "why?"
"Oh, um, I accidently cut my hand on the rock." he answered. "That's probably why the throw went so far."
"That would make a whole lot more sense. I mean, even when you just prick your finger, it's powerful, but a prick would only go so far. A scratch on the other hand. . ." All Might started laughing, "that was a wrong choice of words there."
"You're so funny All Might-sensei." Izuku began laughing along with his idol.
"That really wasn't that funny." Aizawa looked at the other two in disbelief. "Enough about the ball, on to the next test."
"Such a spoil-sport, Aizawa." All Might pouted.
"Don't be such a child." the erasure hero deadpanned, "You're a grown assssstronaut. . . man."
Oh, was it not mentioned earlier? Well, it would seen that over the past two months, even Aizawa had felt the need to dial down his cursing. He likes to blame it on Hizashi, but we all know that even he can't stand cursing in front of the innocence that Izuku has.
"All Might's an astronaut?"
All Might laughed nervously while Aizawa only facepalmed. "Please, no more distractions. Please!" Aizawa begged. He was even willing to get on his knees and beg if that's what it took to end all of the disruptions in Izuku's training.
"Okay, what's next, Aizawa-sensei?" the freckled boy asked his sensei happily.
"The 50-meter dash."
"Okay!"
Once the trio got over to the track which was marked on where to start and stop, Izuku walked to the starting line. He took another running stance before shooting forward after the buzzer. It didn't even take eight seconds before Izuku passed the finish line.
"7.50 seconds." Aizawa answered everyone's question before it was asked.
"Next! Next!" Izuku jumped up and down in excitement.
All Might left for a second only to come back with a hand-held machine for the next test. He handed it over to Izuku before explaining to the young boy what he needed to do.
"Just hold it as tight as you can."
"Okay." He did as told and held his breath as he gripped onto the machine with all his strength. His arms began to tremble from the amount of force he put into his grip.
"That's enough," he heard his tired sensei say.
He released his tight grip to look at the number the screen showed.
70 Kilograms
"Does this mean I'm really strong?" Izuku asked.
"More than average, that's for sure." All Might answered. "My boy you're a very strong and capable young boy." he squatted down next to the aspiring hero to look him in the eyes, "I can tell you're going to be an amazing hero."
Izuku's green eyes lit up with so much hope and so much happiness, that All Might felt like he was going to go blind. "Calm down, my boy." he laughed.
"Sorry!"
"It's okay."
"The next test is a standing long jump, lets go." Aizawa motioned for the two to follow him to a large pit of sand. "You just have jump over this pit."
"Okay!" Izuku bent his little knees just enough to give him an extra spring to his hop. He sprung up and over part of the pit before landing near the middle.
"That was pretty close." All Might encouraged.
"You have four more test left."
"Hai."
After trying to stretch past his knees and failing miserable, Izuku went onto sit-ups. After using as much abdominal strength as he could muster, the greenette ended up doing 16 sit-ups in under a minute. After having a small bathroom break, Izuku went onto repeated side steps.
"Okay, I can do this. All Might, himself, told me I was strong. I can do this!" Izuku encouraged himself with a small pep talk before walking over to where he'd need to repeatedly side step. After a deep breath, he began.
"50 side-steps, impressive."
"Th-thanks!" Izuku panted out. "That was tiring."
"That one was the most tiring?" All Might asked.
"Yeah, I didn't use my quirk." the young greenette explained.
"Ah."
"Last test, Midoriya." Aizawa smiled slightly, only slightly, at the exhausted boy in front of him.
"And after this I'll go-"
BAM!
The door that led to the males changing rooms was slammed open and there stood three different people at the entrance. The person to the left was a short male with pink curly hair that was shaved at the sides and light blue skin. He had pure black eyes from the pupil to the selcra and soft facial features. His outfit was a hot pink hoodie that sported the words Chronokinesis in black and a pair of black jeans and boots.
The person to the right was a tall girl with long, flowing purple hair that reached her thighs and violent violet eyes. She had sharper features and the word Telekinesis tattooed on both of her arms. Her outfit consisted of a white blouse and the same black jeans and boots from the blue skinned boy.
The last person was a male even shorter than the one to his left. He had messy hair similar to Izuku's except instead of green with black streaks, his hair was black with red streaks. His eyes were red and underneath the firey flame they held laid a field of freckles. His outfit, unlike the other two, was a pure green jumpsuit which was partially unzipped and a pair of red sneakers. The part of the man's chest that was showing had word Pyrokinesis burned into it.
Upon seeing the three intruders, the heroes gazes hardened. "The Kinesis Krew." All Might spoke dimly.
"Who?" Izuku questioned in slight fear but more curiosity.
"Their a gang of 14 people all with kinetic quirks." Aizawa answered. "Their infamous for their robberies. They can break into the most secure buildings in the entire world and they have yet to get caught."
"That is also why they got into UA without setting off any alarms." All Might added.
"Wow." Izuku shivered at the thought of their abilities. "So their villains?"
"S-class."
"I wouldn't call us villains really, just highly skilled robbers." the one dubbed as Chronokinesis said.
"There is also no need for any fighting, heroes." Telekinesis added, noticing the heroes changing into a more defensive stance.
"Really? Then why are you here?" Aizawa asked, "what do we have that you want? Why show yourselves to us in the first place?"
"Calm down there, Eraserhead." The leader, Pyrokinesis, snorted. "Like Telei said, we don't want a fight. I'm just here to pick my kid up from school."
CLIFFHANGER! Can any of you guess what's going to happen in the next chapter? I hope to post it within two weeks but again, please don't trust me on that. Also, I know that the part where the heroes would talk about what happened to Izuku in the panic room wasn't shown but there's a reason for that. PS. Since I was in a rush to post this once I FINALLY finished, I didn't have the chance to review it so there were some mistakes. . . sorry