Written by Aduubo, Buckichamp, and PikachuSpartan.
I OWN NOTHING. KILL LA KILL IS OWNED BY STUDIO TRIGGER AND KAZUKI NAKASHIMA. MHA IS OWNED BY TOHO ANIMATION AND KOHEI HORIKOSHI.
Ryuko Matoi stood at Nezu's desk, hands placed on the surface as she leaned forward toward the speaker phone. For some unknown reason, she couldn't seem to say anything.
"What's wrong, Ryuko? You seem surprised that I'd be making contact. I only have a few minutes, but I did tell you we'd remain in touch," Mikisugi's voice filtered through the phone speakers.
"Yeah, well, it's complicated," Ryuko sighed. She finally could get something out of her confidant.
"I guess I'm also a bit surprised you decided to stay at UA. Still, I'm glad you kept an open mind."
"Hawks said you'd be reaching out soon, but it seems like awfully convenient timing given what happened last night," Ryuko replied with an inkling of suspicion. "I think you know I've got some questions for you."
"Is that so? And what happened last night that you think I've got answers for?" Mikisugi asked.
"Someone with needle machine guns attacked me, a friend, and one of the Elite Four before Hawks showed up. The dude almost killed us and kept telling me to strip off Senketsu. What do you know about him?"
"Yes, I'm curious to know as well," Senketsu chimed in, though only Ryuko could hear him.
"Well, there's no beating around the bush. I can't tell you exactly who he is yet, other than he's an ally."
"Well he sure didn't act like it," the girl growled.
"He has his reasons, but he's someone who worked closely with me and your father," Mikisugi noted.
'My dad?! That guy, too?!'
"Reasons?! He nearly killed me and my friend! What are you not telling me?! You want to take the Kiryuins down, right? So what the hell is going on?! Why did he attack us? What the hell are Life Fibers?! I need some answers!"
"Slow down, Ryuko, one thing at a time. Yes, we do want to take them down. In fact, consider him someone who was testing your strength and current progress at UA," Mikisugi said.
"As for the Life Fibers, I still need a bit more time to be certain I can trust you with that information. It's a lot to unpack and I need to head out soon."
"Hold it! Don't you leave m-" she stopped, a brief thought crossing her mind.
"New question: Who the hell is 'we'?"
"Aikuro, don't you think the girl deserves to know more? I understand your concerns, but she doesn't have constant access to you now."
The phone line went silent for a moment. Mikisugi pondered what he should say.
"Your father founded an organization with the sole purpose to oppose the tyranny of the Kiryuin conglomerate and stop them from taking over the world. That's all I can say for now."
Ryuko tried to process the information just given to her. It seemed to be adding up more and more that Satsuki had a hand in her father's death.
"For now, I've gotta go. But in the next week or two, we'll talk further. I can't have my cover blown. I'm sorry that I can't say more right now, but I need to be careful with when I make contact," Mikisugi lowered his voice, anxious to get a move on.
"Okay, but next time, don't send that jackass after me."
Mikisugi chuckled lightly before the line went dead, as Nezu put the phone back with Ryuko flopping to the floor.
"I understand you're upset. But try to focus on what you can for now," Senketsu chimed in.
"Yeah, yeah! While I got some answers, I don't feel satisfied. And also, testing me is way different from almost killing me."
Ryuko looked up at the clock, seeing she had ten minutes before homeroom started.
"I'm sure he has his reasons for keeping some information hidden from you, but I might have an answer to one of your questions. It won't be much, but maybe it'll provide some solace before having to head back to class," Nezu stated.
"Huh?"
"A long time ago, I was experimented on by humans. I'm the only known animal to have a Quirk. One of the tests they put me through was exposing me to Life Fibers. And from what I can remember, it seemed as if they were alive."
"Hold on, what?" Ryuko shot up from the floor.
"They've been around for a very long time. Your father mentioned in one of his encrypted messages before his passing that they've been around since mankind could walk and saw the human race evolve greatly."
"Hold on, does that mean…" Ryuko's thoughts drifted back to a few days earlier.
'Could that be right?' She wondered.
"I'm not a Life Fiber expert, but hopefully that helps for now."
"Ryuko, we should get to class. We can ask questions once we're finished here," Senketsu reminded her.
Ryuko nodded before she stood up from her seat in front of Nezu and bowed.
"Thank you for the extra info, and for letting me talk to Mikisugi. I really appreciate it."
"It's no trouble, Ryuko. We will make sure to notify you whenever we get more information."
Ryuko turned away and walked out the door, shutting it behind her before she made her way back to the classroom. The students of Class 1A had their eyes laid on her, which made her feel unnerved.
"Sheesh, they're staring at me as if I killed someone."
"Can't be any different than Honnōji, right?" Senketsu spoke.
Ryuko sat back down at the desk behind Izuku, who promptly turned to face her.
"What was that about?"
"Got a call from my teacher. All I got were some half-assed answers, along with him talking about something my dad did. He wouldn't tell me anything about the guy from last night other than that he's an ally. It really pisses me off."
"I'm sure that he has his reasons."
"That's what Nezu said too," Ryuko grumbled as she rested her cheek against her hand, along with her elbow propped on the desk. She had a very dejected and annoyed look on her face.
"Oh! Sorry..." Izuku retracted as a bead of sweat slipped down his head.
"Good morning," Aizawa's words lazily made their way to the students', which prompted them to straighten themselves in their desks. Their slumped teacher approached the podium with sheets of paper in his hand.
"Decent work on the combat training, you guys. I saw the video feeds and went over each of your team's results. It took a little longer than expected because of a few technical problems."
"Oooh! Who do we get to blame?!" Mina's legs began to fidget excitedly.
"I bet it's Kaminari!" Sero shouted.
"WHY ME?!"
"Shouldn't it be Bakugo or Midoriya? They were the ones blowing holes out of the building," Asui pitched in.
"Isn't it funny that Matoi and Todoroki didn't at least drop the whole building, considering how strong they are?" Hagakure wondered.
"Yeah, talk about ironic," Ojiro responded.
"SETTLE DOWN," Aizawa raised his voice, silencing the pack of teenagers. Once they had stopped chatting, he took a breath to relax himself.
"Bakugo."
The ash blonde student's brows furrowed, anticipating the forthcoming lecture on his performance.
"You're talented. So don't sulk like a child about your loss, okay?
Bakugo inwardly sighed as his eyes trailed off. "Yeah, whatever."
In the back, Ryuko had an ever increasingly smug look on her face. Aizawa was right on point, and bonus, he said it in front of the whole class, too.
"And Midoriya."
Izuku flinched before looking straight down, his arms parallel to his body. He donned a timid posture as he too expected to be lectured.
"I see the only way you won the match was by messing up your arm again. Work harder. And don't give me the excuse that you don't have control over your quirk. That line's already getting old. You can't keep breaking your body while training here."
Izuku began to visibly shake, his teacher's words practically breaking him down. Ryuko watched from behind, which made her grow uncomfortable.
"But your quirk will be useful if you can get a handle on it."
With that, Izuku shot upward from his timid posture. A light of hope beamed in his eyes that was soon joined with a joyful expression on his face.
"So show a little urgency, huh?"
Midoriya's eyebrows narrowed downward, determination surged through him, "Right!"
"Let's get down to business. Our first task will decide your future."
A cold breeze washed over a majority of the students, a sense of dread filling the room.
'Is it another quirk test?' The students collectively thought together.
"You all need to pick a class representative."
The students took a breath as they donned a relaxed position, "Oh good. Just normal school stuff!"
Within a second, multiple students began shouting and proposing that they would be best fit for the Class Rep. Ranging from Kirishima, Kaminari, Ashido, and Mineta. Even Bakugo had his hand raised with his shouts being louder than others. Izuku's eyes darted around as he watched the class practically fall into chaos.
"In a normal classroom, a representative's duties would just be a bunch of extra work. But here in the hero course, there's more to it. It's a way to get noticed by agencies and prove you can lead a team like a real pro."
Midoriya began to slowly raise his hand, cautiously wanting to get in on the action.
"Silence! Everyone! Please!" Iida pleaded loudly, which brought all the attention towards him.
"The Class Representative's duty is to lead others. That's not something just anyone can do. You must first have the trust of every student in the classroom. Therefore, the most logical way to fill this position is democratically. We will hold an election to choose our leader!"
"It's pretty obvious you want us to vote for you," The students quickly disassembled Iida, seeing right through his shaky posture.
"Is this really the best idea?
"We've only known each other for a few days, how do we know who we can trust?"
"Besides, Midoriya has an unfair advantage here! Only he and Matoi know each other best! Either one of them will always have a point over all of us for sure!" The short purple beansprout student shouted, which brought all eyes on the two students in question. Izuku flinched from the motions.
"Think about it, she sticks up for him and they hang out after school! I'm smelling some teenage promiscuity…" Mineta theorized, which began to stir up the students more with rumors about Ryuko and Izuku.
"A secret romance?!" Hagakure squealed.
"Ooh! Spill the deetz!" Mina pressed, getting up close and personal with her two classmates.
Izuku and Ryuko's faces began to glow a deep red as everyone began to swarm around them with questions and shenanigans.
"W-wait! You've got it all wrong! W-we aren't dating!" The green haired teen tried to explain himself before…
"GET YOUR HEADS OUT OF YOUR ASSES!" A foot stomped down, which created a shockwave that moved everyone's desk a couple inches across the floor. Izuku cowered as Ryuko stood above the rest of the students from her desk. The class could practically feel the burning sensation of her furious aura.
"WE'VE GOT NOTHING GOING ON! WE'RE JUST FRIENDS THAT ARE TRYING TO GET BY! SO CHECK YOUR MOUTHS, FIND YOUR VOTES, AND GET SET ON THE DAMN REP!" Ryuko finished with steam fuming out her nostrils before violently setting herself back in her seat.
The classroom was now silent, stiffened with fear from Ryuko's performance, though Bakugo, Yaoyorozu, and Todoroki were unfazed. Not a single breath could even be heard from anyone.
"Thank you, Matoi. A little rash, but acceptable. Decide what you all want before my nap's over," Aizawa instructed before zipping himself into his sleeping bag and falling over into immediate sleep. And with that, the students were left to vote for a Class Representative.
…
-Election Results-
Izuku Midoriya - 4
Ryuko Matoi - 3
Momo Yaoyorozu - 2
"HOW DID I GET FOUR VOTES?!" Izuku blurted out.
Bakugo soon shot up from his chair, clearly pissed off. "OKAY, YOU IDIOTS, WHO VOTED FOR HIM?"
"What, did you honestly think anybody was gonna vote for you?" Sero remarked.
Before Katsuki could scream at Sero, his hearing stopped and focused on one thing: Ryuko could be heard in the back, laughing hysterically. Not only did Katsuki only have one vote (seemingly from himself), but he was continuously being told down by others. Her cackling echoed in the classroom, making the ash blonde teen's palms start to ignite and crackle.
"Do I already need to discipline the deputy here?" Aizawa's hair shot up, which made Ryuko yelp before silencing herself.
Ochako looked the other way, whistling to herself.
'Maybe I'll just keep my vote to myself.'
Iida on the other hand appeared to be shaken up by the results, "...Only one vote… I feared this might happen, but I can't argue with the system I chose!"
"So you voted for someone else, huh?
"But you knew it was best to vote for yourself, right? What were you tryin' to prove here, Iida?"
The two students of the hot topic stood in front of the class; Izuku quivering with fear, while Ryuko sported a very tired and disinterested expression.
"All right, the class rep is Midoriya, and the deputy is Matoi," Aizawa announced.
"R-really? Uh. It's not a mistake?" Izuku questioned.
"Ehhh… I'm not interested in this political stuff. I'm standing down. Feel free to give it to whoever scored third," Ryuko shrugged off before she leaned towards Izuku.
"Good luck, you got this," Ryuko began to walk back to her desk while Izuku desperately tried to reach out to her.
"No, wait! Ryuko, come back! Please don't leave me alone!"
"I KNEW IT!" Mineta yelled before a scarf constricted around his face, shutting him up.
"Welp, Yaoyorozu, looks like you're getting the spot for deputy. Congratulations."
Yaoyorozu gasped inwardly. How could Ryuko throw away the class deputy position so casually?! Did she not care about having some status within the class?
Yaoyorozu at least got something out of Ryuko dropping out, however begrudgingly she would accept the role. Getting up from her seat, she made her way to the front of the class, giving a passing glance for only a brief second, but Ryuko still picked up on it.
'Now I'm really wondering what's going on with her. That's the third time she's given me that look in the first few days,' Ryuko noted, taking her seat as Yaoyorozu moved next to Midoriya.
"This might not be so bad," Tsuyu commented.
"Yeah, I can get behind Midoriya, I guess," Kirishima remarked.
"Yaoyorozu doesn't have as much fire as Matoi, but she was totally on top of it when it came to our training results!" Kaminari added.
Iida could be seen sulking in his desk. His plan completely backfired on him. The initiative he pitched to the class in hopes to show his abilities meant nothing since the class mostly ignored him.
…
-Lunch Rush's Eatery-
In the mess hall, the four friends could be found sitting together at a table eating their meals, with Izuku letting out a sigh.
"Guys, I'm kinda worried about the whole class rep thing. I don't think I'm qualified."
"Sure you are!" Uraraka responded with a mouthful of rice.
"Yeah, stop worrying so much," Ryuko shrugged.
"You'll be great. Your courage and quick thinking under stress will help make you a worthy leader. Not to mention the strength you've demonstrated. Those are the reasons I voted for you, at least," Iida assured Izuku.
"You were one of the four?"
"Didn't you want to be rep really badly? I mean, you do look the part. 'Cause of the glasses!," Ochako wondered.
"Uraraka... "Looks" shouldn't be the selling point for choosing a class rep," Ryuko pointed out.
"Anyway, if it makes you feel any better, I actually voted for you," Ryuko revealed to Iida, which surprised the table.
"Whoa really? I thought you would have voted for Deku."
"Ah- well- sorry, Izuku. Seeing Iida keep the whole class together reminded me a little bit about Satsuki. That's the only schmidgit of credit I'll give that bitch."
"Matoi, it's very rude and unprofessional to berate someone behind their back!" Iida pressed.
"See what I mean?"
"Yep," Both Midoriya and Uraraka nodded.
"Well, uhm, thank you, Matoi. That's both flattering and strangely unnerving. But, wanting a job and being suited to it are quite different things. Observing the Iida family's hero agency has taught me that much," Iida responded.
"Agency?" The other three asked together.
"Hold on, what does your family do?" Izuku pried.
"Uh- Oh, it's nothing," Iida answered.
"Y'know, I've been wondering something about you. Admit it, Iida! You're filthy rich!" Sparks were seen in Ochako's eyes as she connected the dots.
"Uh- I was afraid people would treat me differently if they knew about my family," Iida sighed.
Pressure began to close around him as Izuku, Ryuko, and Ochako began circling around him in a stare.
Iida shook his head. He couldn't talk his way out of this. He let one detail slip and he had to say something.
"You see, the Iidas have been pro heroes for generations. It runs in our blood."
"What?! That's awesome!" Midoriya and Uraraka exclaimed, with Ryuko sitting forward, her interest piqued.
"Are you all familiar with the Turbo Hero, Ingenium?"
"I know all about him! He's a super-popular pro with 65 sidekicks working alongside him at his Tokyo agency!" Izuku burst out, his eyes lighting up.
"Your friend really knows a lot more about heroes than I thought," Senketsu noted.
"Mhm," Ryuko chuckled.
The boy suddenly realized the connection between Iida and Ingenium, his eyes widening.
"Don't tell me…"
"He's my elder brother!" the speedster proclaimed.
"Your family's famous!"
"I can't believe it!"
"Whoa, legit?"
Iida was on a roll, clearly grabbing the others' attention.
"Ingenium is an unmatched commander who honors the hero code. As the second oldest Iida son, I strive to be just like him," Iida said with a smile. "However, I think it might be a bit soon for me to be in a real leadership role."
Turning his attention to Midoriya with a smile, he pressed on. "You, for example. You figured out what the judges were looking for in the practical exam. A rep needs that sort of insight."
All three stared at Iida, gasping lightly.
"That's the first time I've seen you smile, Tenya! You should do it more," Uraraka remarked.
"Yeah, you're right. Haven't seen him smile before now," Ryuko added.
"What are you talking about? I smile all the time!"
It wasn't that Iida was super strict. He wanted to be just like his brother, just how Midoriya wanted to be like All Might. Though Izuku thought their classmate shouldn't be so hard on himself, given how clueless the green-haired teen was in the practical test.
Before Izuku could explain what had happened in the entrance exam, the school bells turned on out of nowhere, catching everyone in the cafeteria by surprise.
"Warning. Level three security breach. All students please evacuate the building in an orderly fashion," A voice called from the school's PA system.
"What's a 'Level three security breach?'" Iida asked a nearby student.
"It means that someone's managed to get past the school barriers! This hasn't happened in my three years here! We should get going!" The student bolted for the exit without elaborating any further.
Ryuko gasped inwardly, fear shooting right through her, "No way... You don't think..."
"Did the stranger from the park track us here?" Senketsu wondered.
"Shit! He's after me! E-everyone's gonna be in danger! I gotta get somewhere far from here!" Ryuko shouted before she too made a bolt for the halls.
"Huh? Ryuko, wait!" Izuku soon followed after her.
It was utter chaos in the halls; shoulder to shoulder, cramped and shoving against one another, the students were fighting for survival at this point.
"Ow! This is a total mob!" Ochako strained as she was being sandwiched in between students.
"Everyone was quick to react. As I'd expect from UA students," Iida added.
"They could at least do it a lot less like crazy apes! And here I thought they were more calm than Honnōji!"
"Yeah! They're also causing a huge panic!" Before he knew it, Izuku was swept away within the crowd. The constant pushing and shoving knocked him off his feet, pulling him away from his friends, "Crap! I can't stop!"
"Izuku!"
"Oh no, Deku!"
"Godspeed, Midoriya!"
Iida squeezed through as many students as he could to make way towards the window, "Who in the world could've trespassed onto campus ground?!"
Iida's gaze widened as he got a clear sight of the culprits behind this outbreak.
"It's... the press that was outside!"
"All you have to do is give us All Might! He's here somewhere!" The female reporter pressured.
"We said it's his day off," Present Mic remarked.
"Just give us one good comment on record and then we'll leave!"
"I know how you people work, give you an inch and you'll want a mile," Aizawa deciphered.
"They are trespassing. That means they're kinda like villains. Why don't we just beat 'em up?" Present Mic proposed to Aizawa.
"Don't you even think about it. Unless you want your name dragged through the mud. Let's wait for the cops," Aizawa advised, to which Present Mic groaned.
'What, has he been around Matoi as of late?' Aizawa wondered.
'I swear, I need to keep him and Matoi separated. The last thing I need is another mouth yelling into my ear.'
"I was afraid that it was some kind of attack on the school, but there's no need to worry, everyone!" Iida attempted to deliver the news before he was shoved face first against the glass.
"Where's the teachers? Why aren't they taking control?"
"Everyone! Stop freakin' out!" Kirishima too attempted to calm down the students.
"Kirishima! Kaminari!" Tenya called out, to no avail as the two teens were swept away with the current.
'Am I the only one here who realizes everything's fine? There's no reason for us to be panicking!' Iida's thoughts came together before he heard a cry that came from Ochako nearby.
"Uraraka!"
"Tenya, help me!" She called, reaching her hand out for him. Iida used the wall as leverage to squeeze through the crowd to help his friend.
Nearby, Ryuko could barely budge through the students, which was really wearing on her patience.
"So... many... People...!" Senketsu could barely muster from being suffocated.
"I know! It's really… starting… to piss me off!" Ryuko barked, her palms soon forming into a fist.
"Ryuko, calm down! Don't lose your temper!"
"I'm about to clear the room out of these nitwits!"
Iida continued along the glass, trying to formulate a plan, 'What would Midoriya do? Or my brother? How would they handle this?' Iida then gasped at a revelation.
"I have an idea!" Iida then launched himself forward, his arm fully extended towards the brown haired teen with his palm laid out.
"Touch my hand! Make me float above everyone else!"
Uraraka soon realized his idea and followed suit. She stretched her arm out across the sea of students, just barely reaching her classmate. Finally, her fingertips just managed to graze Iida's, which activated her quirk and enabled him to float above the crowd. It was time for step two.
'I need a place where I'll get everyone's attention!" His eyes led towards the exit sign, which had a frame around the large door that he could stand on top of. He lifted both of his pant legs above his calves to release his engines.
"Engine boost, GO!" He shouted before the ignition fired, which almost spun him out of control. But, he still maintained the direction towards where his objective was. His classmates below could see the mishap that took place.
"What are you doing?!" Izuku shouted from below.
"Wait, is that Iida?!" Ryuko asked. And here she was, just about to bowl some people over before spotting the speedster.
Iida then sideplanted into the wall. He was in position, now he just needed to say the right words.
'This is it. Be concise, clear, and confident. MAKE AN IMPACT!'
"LISTEN UP! EVERYTHING IS OKAY!"
All of the students gasped, stopping in their tracks, which finally gave the others space to breathe.
"It's just the media outside! There's absolutely nothing to worry about! Everything's fine! We're UA students. We need to remain calm and prove that we're the best of the best," Iida delivered his message upon the masses, immediately calming them down.
"Phew... thank god. I was freaked out for a moment," Ryuko rubbed across her forehead and walked over to slump against the wall as the students were glancing over to the arriving police.
Izuku watched Iida with admiration. He took a stand when things were haywire and reassured everyone of their worries. He demonstrated true leadership skills within an instant in a state of crisis. He couldn't have seen a greater example of Iida's abilities being put into play.
Before he walked away with the rest of the students that were heading back to their normal schedules, the broccoli topped teen felt a tap on his shoulder.
"Midoriya, do you have a moment?"
Izuku faintly remembered that voice. It was from someone in his class. He turned around to see none other than Momo Yaoyorozu garnering for his attention.
'Y-Y-Y-Yaoyorozu?! O-one of the prettiest girls wants to talk to me? W-I wonder what it could be for?!'
The thought of a beautiful… scratch that, just girls in general talking to him still did not register in his mind, even though he had been talking to plenty of them as of late.
'C'mon Deku! You've been making new friends lately! Keep the streak going!" Midoriya shook his head before properly facing Momo.
"O-Oh! Yeah, sure. What's up?"
"I just had a couple of questions, that's all," Yaoyorozu replied, seeming relaxed yet focused. "Would you mind chatting on the way back to class?"
"Sure."
The class rep and deputy finally had some room to move, the shoulder-to-shoulder zaniness now in the past. Just the typical humming of students in the hallways."
"It seems you've known Matoi for a while. When did you both first meet?"
"Oh. I've known her since we were little kids. Though we hadn't seen each other for over 10 years after she moved," Midoriya said. This chat with Yaoyorozu actually wasn't too bad. His nerves began to fade as they continued on their way.
"That's interesting. Do you know why she moved away?"
The green haired teen raised an eyebrow, not sure why Momo was so fascinated with Ryuko. He knew the real answer, but he couldn't divulge that to her. All he could do is offer up a shrug.
"I'm not exactly sure. Families move all the time for different reasons…" he trailed off, not sure what else to say.
"That's true, people do often move around. Sorry if this seems a bit weird. I went up against her in the battle trial and noticed how close you two have been," Momo offered up.
Right at that moment, they arrived back at Class 1A, beating the majority of the class back to the classroom.
"Well, we should get ready for the rest of the day, class rep. I'll be back in a minute or two," Momo waved as she turned the corner, likely headed for the restroom while people were getting settled back in.
Class rep?! Oh man, in the whole rush of the security breach, he'd forgotten all about it! Though come to think of it, an idea had slowly began to form in his mind, leaving him with a slight grin as he went to open the door.
...
-Class 1A-
"It's time, class rep. Let's begin," Momo spoke to Izuku, who appeared hunched, his head just barely above his shoulders, and overall shaking with nerves. Stage fright immediately taking its toll on him. Ryuko saw this behavior occur from him quite frequently, which continued to stir up discomfort within her.
"Ahem. Okay, sorry. so we need to figure out who the other class officers will be. But first, there's something that I wanna say," Izuku immediately straightened himself out.
Yaoyorozu turned her attention towards Midoriya, clearly curious.
"I've thought a lot about this. And I think that Tenya Iida should be our class rep! He was able to capture everyone's attention and get us in line. So I believe that he should be the one leading our class from now on!" Izuku shouted, which made Iida perk up in surprise.
"Yeah, you know what? If Midoriya vouches for him, I'm good. Plus he was a big help. He totally manned up and took charge, right?" Kirishima added.
Tenya listened in on his classmate's comments before turning his gaze towards the current student rep. Izuku only nodded with a smile, reassuring Iida that he was certain of his choice.
"If Midoriya is nominating me for this job… then I humbly accept. I pledge to carry out the duties of class rep to the best of my abilities!" Iida proudly stated.
The class unanimously agreed with the decision to officially place Tenya as the Class Rep. Everyone rejoiced as they finally made their decision, minus Momo.
"Hello, I got one more vote than him," Yaoyorozu pointed out.
…
-UA Front Gate-
"How were ordinary members of the press able to bypass our security systems? Someone else must have been behind this. Some villain actually managed to infiltrate our school. But was this purely a show of power or a declaration of war?"
Nezu wondered with a sense of dread as he and other UA faculty members stared at the door. It appeared to have disintegrated, leaving only a pile of dust.
To be continued...