yea so I'm just gonna skip past the exam part hope that don't become a problem if you already know the drill about the whole aizawa first meeting then you don't gotta read the first part
"I don't want Luffy to teach Haki in My Hero Academia; I think it's a stupid idea. In every fanfic I read, Luffy always teaches them Haki just to make them stronger''
i compeltely agree and thats why in my fanfic he will not be teaching anyone haki. he didn't teach his own crewmates because he knew how strong they are. therefor luffy will not be teaching anyone Haki. and a little heads up gran torino will also not teach deku haki since it takes haki years to learn in the first place.
In UA Highschool
Izuku Midoriya stood before the imposing door of Class 1-A, his heart pounding in his chest. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what lay ahead. With trembling fingers, he slid the door open and stepped inside.
His eyes immediately fell upon two familiar faces—the very two he had hoped wouldn't be in his class. Katsuki Bakugo sat with his feet propped up on a desk, a scowl etched on his face. Near the front, Tenya Iida's stern gaze swept across the room, assessing his new classmates.
Iida's eyes locked onto Midoriya. In an instant, he was on his feet, approaching with long, purposeful strides.
"Greetings! I am Tenya Iida from Somei Private Academy. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance!" Iida's voice boomed, his hand thrust forward in a rigid handshake.
"H-hi, I'm Izuku Midoriya," he stammered, accepting the handshake. His gaze flickered to Bakugo, who merely clicked his tongue and looked away.
Before Midoriya could settle in, the classroom door slid open once more. A disheveled man with long, unkempt hair and tired eyes shuffled in, wrapped in a yellow sleeping bag.
"If you're here to socialize, you can leave now," the man drawled, unzipping himself from the sleeping bag. "This is the hero course, not a meet-and-greet."
The class fell silent as the man introduced himself as their homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa, also known as the pro hero Eraser Head.
"Right, let's get to it," Aizawa said, his voice devoid of enthusiasm. "We're having a Quirk Apprehension Test. Get changed and meet me at the P.E. grounds."
As they filed out to change, Aizawa's next words froze Midoriya in his tracks: "Oh, and the student who performs the worst will be expelled."
Panic gripped Midoriya's heart. He had only just received One For All from All Might, and he could barely control it. How could he possibly compete without destroying his body in the process?
At the grounds, Midoriya watched as his classmates showcased their quirks with ease. Bakugo's explosions sent the softball soaring. Uraraka's ball disappeared into the sky. Even Iida's engines propelled him to impressive speeds in the short-distance run.
When it was Midoriya's turn for the ball throw, he knew he had to do something. He couldn't afford to place last and be expelled. Gritting his teeth, he wound up to throw, preparing to unleash the full power of One For All through his entire arm.
Just as he was about to release, he felt a sudden constriction. The power that had been coursing through his body vanished. The ball left his hand weakly, rolling to a stop barely 46 meters away.
"I erased your quirk," a stern voice said. Midoriya turned to see Aizawa, his eyes glowing red and his long hair defying gravity. The capture weapon around his neck was floating ominously. "The judges for this exam were not rational enough. Someone like you should never be allowed to enroll at this school."
Midoriya's eyes widened in recognition. "Those goggles... I know you! You can erase other people's quirks with just a look. You're the Erasure Hero: Eraser Head!"
Aizawa's eyes narrowed. "You were planning to break your arm again, weren't you? Do you expect someone to step in to help afterwards?"
Midoriya stammered, unable to form a coherent response.
"No matter what your intentions are, you would be nothing more than a liability in battle," Aizawa continued. "You have the same reckless passion as another overzealous hero I know, who saved a thousand people by himself and became a legend. But even with that drive, you're worthless if you can only throw a single punch before breaking down. Sorry, Midoriya, but with your power, there's no way you can become a hero."
Aizawa's capture weapon retreated, and he blinked, releasing his quirk. "I've returned your quirk. Take your final throw. Let's get this over with."
As Aizawa turned away, Midoriya stood frozen, the weight of his teacher's words crushing down on him. But then, a memory flashed in his mind—All Might's words of encouragement, his belief in Midoriya's potential.
With renewed determination, Midoriya stepped up to throw once more. This time, he had a plan.
As he wound up, he focused One For All into his index finger, channeling every ounce of power he could muster into that single digit. The ball left his hand with a thunderous crack. Pain shot through his finger, but the rest of his body remained intact. The ball soared, arcing high into the sky before disappearing from view.
Aizawa's eyes widened slightly as he showed Midoriya's score: 705.3 meters.
"Sensei," Midoriya said, turning to face Aizawa with his injured hand clenched into a fist, "I'm still standing."
A flicker of surprise passed over Aizawa's usually impassive face. "This kid..." he muttered, a hint of approval in his voice. "He's finally getting serious."
As the test concluded, Aizawa gathered the class. "By the way, I lied about the expulsion," he said, his face betraying no emotion. "It was a logical ruse to bring out your best performances."
Somewhere else
The dim light of the bar cast long shadows across the room. Kurogiri stood behind the counter, his misty form blending with the gloom. Tomura Shigaraki slouched in a booth, lazily scratching at his neck, irritation clear in his posture. The door slammed open with a loud bang, and in strode a young man wearing a straw hat, his red vest bright against the dark room.
Shigaraki's eyes narrowed behind the hand covering his face. "So this is the infamous guy with the weird powers," he muttered, his tone laced with suspicion.
Kurogiri glided out from behind the bar, his voice calm but curious. "Thank you for coming, Straw Hat Luffy. We've heard a lot about your... capabilities."
Luffy plopped down in the booth across from Shigaraki, stretching his arms overhead in a relaxed motion. "Shishishi! No problem, fog guy! So, what's this all about? Oh and wheres the meat?" He looked around eagerly.
Kurogiri's yellow eyes gleamed. "That can be arranged," he said smoothly. "But first, we have an interesting offer for someone of your... strength. You like fighting strong opponents, don't you? we'll give you all the meat you want afterwards"
Luffy's eyes lit up.
Kurogiri nodded. "Good. At a place called the Unforeseen Simulation Joint, we're planning something special. A lot of powerful heroes will be there training. It could be an excellent chance for you to test your abilities against them."
Luffy, grinning wider than before, thumped his fist into his palm. "That sounds awesome! I'll do it! I'm gonna be the King of Heroes anyway!"
Shigaraki's grin stretched beneath his hand. "King of Heroes? That's a bold claim."
Kurogiri, curious, tilted his head. "Does that mean you are a hero yourself, Straw Hat?"
Luffy blinked, confused for a second, then laughed heartily. "Nope! I'm a pirate!" he declared proudly, his eyes shining with excitement.
Shigaraki and Kurogiri exchanged glances, intrigued but cautious. Kurogiri's voice was smooth once again. "Pirate or not, we can promise you all the meat you can eat... if you participate." and with that Luffys mouth was watering
But the atmosphere is strange, someone or more correctly speaking 2 people were listening, but no one was there expect them..
The next day
After their grueling first day of training, Class 1-A was still buzzing with conversations. Izuku Midoriya sat quietly at his desk, reflecting on the Quirk Apprehension Test, when his attention was drawn to a lively debate about the most recent headlines.
"Did you guys see the news?" Mina Ashido asked excitedly. "Monkey D. Luffy just took down a group of heroes and villains last night!"
Kirishima's eyes widened in admiration. "That guy is so manly! He fights whoever gets in his way—heroes, villains—it doesn't matter! And he's always smiling while doing it!"
"Yeah, even All Might hasn't been able to stop him," Denki Kaminari added, shaking his head. "Every time All Might shows up, Luffy just runs off! No one even knows what his quirk is, and he keeps saying he's gonna be the 'King of Heroes.' What's up with that?"
"King of Heroes?" Ochaco Uraraka tilted her head. "What does that even mean? Is he trying to be better than All Might?"
Sero shrugged. "No idea. But the way he fights, he's always having fun. Like, the dude's wild—he's always grinning!"
Asui frowned, her voice firm. "It doesn't matter if he's smiling. He's still fighting pro heroes and breaking the law. That makes him a villain."
Iida, ever the stickler for rules, nodded. "Indeed. Vigilantes like Luffy undermine the foundation of hero society. His reckless actions—fighting heroes and villains alike—only serve to create disorder."
"But he saves people too!" Mina argued. "I mean, sure, he's chaotic, but he doesn't feel like a villain. Heroes don't always make it in time, and Luffy's out there fighting for them."
Kirishima grinned. "Yeah, man! He's not trying to destroy everything, and he's always got that smile. That's not something a real villain does. If anything, he's just trying to show how strong he is, right?"
Just as the debate was heating up, Aizawa-sensei, who had been silently grading papers at his desk, suddenly spoke up. His voice cut through the chatter like a blade.
"Luffy's a bad guy."
The room fell silent, all eyes turning to their teacher, who hadn't moved from his seat.
"Even if he saves people," Aizawa continued, his tone flat, "he's hurt a lot of heroes in the process. Some have had to retire because of the injuries they sustained fighting him. And it's not just the physical damage—he's eroded people's trust in heroes."
Izuku swallowed hard, feeling the weight of Aizawa's words.
"Because of Luffy," Aizawa went on, "more and more people are turning to vigilantes, putting their faith in those who don't follow the rules. In the last two years alone, there's been a massive spike in the number of vigilantes—more than we've seen in the past decade. They think they can just take justice into their own hands, like he does."
The class exchanged uneasy glances. Aizawa's gaze was hard, his voice unwavering. "Vigilantes like Luffy might help a few people here and there, but they cause more harm than good in the long run. They damage the hero system, the very system designed to protect people legally and responsibly."
"But, Sensei," Izuku spoke up cautiously, "Luffy's goal... he says he wants to be the 'King of Heroes.' He doesn't seem like someone who's trying to destroy everything."
Aizawa narrowed his eyes at Izuku. "And what does 'King of Heroes' even mean, Midoriya? It's just a meaningless title to him, and maybe to you. But the fact is, Luffy's reckless behavior is making people doubt heroes and turning them toward anarchy. He's not following the law, and that makes him dangerous. His so-called 'heroic' acts come at too high a cost."
The weight of Aizawa's words settled over the room. Kirishima, who had been excited just moments ago, now looked conflicted. "But... Sensei, isn't it manly to stand up for what you believe in?"
"It's manly to do what's right, Kirishima," Aizawa replied, his tone sharp. "What Luffy is doing is selfish. He's not thinking about the bigger picture—about the impact his actions have on society. Sure, he saves people, but at the cost of creating chaos."
Mina, who had been one of Luffy's defenders, now looked uncertain. "So... even if he's helping people, he's causing more problems?"
"Exactly," Aizawa said. "And that's why Luffy's a bad guy. He's not interested in being a hero within the system. He's only interested in doing things his way."
Izuku clenched his fists under the desk, his mind racing. He understood what Aizawa was saying, and yet... there was something about Luffy that made him hard to write off completely. Luffy's dream to be the "King of Heroes" seemed to come from a place of genuine belief, and while his methods were unorthodox, Izuku couldn't help but admire his resolve.
"But..." Izuku spoke up again, hesitantly. "I still don't think he's a villain. He's saving people, even if he's not following the rules. And that smile... it's like he's fighting for something bigger."
Aizawa sighed, his tired eyes focused on Izuku. "Midoriya, not all smiles are innocent. Luffy may look carefree, but his actions have serious consequences. And in our society, those who disrupt the system, no matter their intentions, are dangerous."
The room was silent once more, the weight of the debate hanging heavy in the air. Some students, like Asui and Iida, remained firm in their belief that Luffy was a threat, while others, like Kirishima and Mina, couldn't fully condemn him, despite Aizawa's reasoning.
Izuku, though understanding the logic, couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Luffy than just the label of "villain." Even if Luffy's actions were reckless, his dream of becoming the "King of Heroes" spoke to something inside Izuku—something about fighting for your ideals, even if the path wasn't clear.
As Aizawa turned back to his papers, Izuku looked down at his notebook, writing "King of Heroes" next to Luffy's name. The discussion continued quietly, but Izuku knew one thing for sure: Luffy wasn't someone who could be easily defined by the rules of heroism. And for some reason, that gave him hope.
I'm planning to write my own novel too idk if i should though