My Hero Academia: Lion of Courage
Chapter 12: Class Representative
Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia. All rights go to Kohei Horikoshi.
Takeo woke up to Peter jumping onto his bed and licking his face. The Inventory Quirk user tried to gently push the dog away, but Peter wouldn't leave him alone and kept sniffing and licking around his head. He let out several tired groans as he tried to resist Peter's affectionate licking, but ultimately to no avail.
"Okay, okay," he groaned. "I'm up." He groggily got up from his bed and walked to the living room to open the backyard door, letting Peter outside to do his business. Once he came back inside, Takeo filled Peter's bowls with food and water, then walked over to the stove to turn on the coffee pot.
When he got to school today, he hoped that Bakugo wouldn't be there anymore, especially after what he did yesterday. Bakugo knew that attack could've killed Midoriya, but he didn't care nor showed any remorse for his atrocious actions. After that, everyone kept their distance from him as if he was a plague bearing rat. At this rate, Takeo was convinced that Bakugo simply wouldn't last long in the Hero Course due to his unchecked aggression and extreme egotism.
"Morning, honey," Lioness greeted her son after she woke up and made her way to the kitchen. She let out a loud yawn as she covered her mouth, but sounded more like a low roar rather than a human yawn.
"Morning, Mom," Takeo returned. "Another overnight case?"
"No, just trouble sleeping as usual," Lioness responded. "Has Peter already been fed?"
"Yes," Takeo answered.
When the coffee pot went off, they made their coffees and then prepared their breakfasts. Since they had some time before both of them had to get ready, Lioness insisted that they talk, starting by asking about what Takeo thought of his classmates so far.
"Well, one of them, Nagami Kiyama, she's a huge fan of yours," Takeo brought up.
"A fan?" Lioness asked with a flat tone. "That's flattering."
"Mom?" Takeo asked, taken a bit back by her lack of tone. Lioness groaned and shook her head.
"I'm sorry, Takeo," she apologized. "I received yet another invitation to appear on a TV show that asks 'Why female Heroes should wear sexy costumes'. Ugh, I'm not going to encourage female heroines to sexualize themselves just for fame and fortune. It's one thing to wear a revealing costume if it requires skin exposure, but it's another entirely to do it just because it makes you look good."
Lioness despised these invitations to those kinds of guest appearances as she felt it encouraged young female heroines to objectify themselves for popularity. If their Quirk required skin exposure, then she'd understand why, but exposing themselves for the sake of popularity and attention was something Lioness refused to encourage.
Takeo respected his mother for that, for valuing her morals and faith over fame and vanity. He wanted to be a Pro Hero like her: one who valued morality and standards, cared about the people they were sworn to protect, and stop villains because of their endangering of citizens. He didn't want to be one of those Pros who only cared about fame, pride, wealth, couldn't care less about the lives of innocents and use their status to get away with their wrongdoings.
"What were you saying about your classmates?" Lioness asked. "You said one of them was a fan, which I appreciate."
Takeo explained that she had a Mutant Quirk like Lioness, but she had snake-like abilities. She had proven herself to be strong, smart and fast, almost single-handedly winning the match for her team against Tokoyami and Hagakure. Lioness sounded very impressed by Kiyama's actions, which would undoubtedly cause the Serpent Quirk user to fall into a fangirl tangent.
Unfortunately, Ojiro wasn't so lucky at showing his skills. Todoroki froze the entire building in less than a minute, leaving Ojiro's team unable to fight back. He had to be sent to the Nurse's Office for frostbite on his feet, which Takeo did show concern for.
"Takeo," Lioness addressed after he talked about Ojiro. "You all signed a waiver when you entered U.A. Every one of you knows what you're getting into."
"I know, but I still worry," Takeo replied. "I'm just happy he's fine. But Todoroki…that Quirk of his…"
"You said it was ice?" Lioness asked for clarification.
"Yes," Takeo confirmed. "Which I was surprised, considering he's Endeavor's son. But he only used his right side; his entire left was covered in ice, but I'm guessing he used fire to melt the ice. It just makes me wonder, especially since Endeavor doesn't really have all that good of a reputation."
Lioness couldn't disagree. Despite only being the #25 Hero, she had worked with Endeavor on a number of occasions. There was no doubt he was excellent at his job, but as a person, she knew him to be very unpleasant and unapproachable. If it were up to her, she'd never want to associate with someone like him.
"Everyone's already saying Todoroki will be the best student in our class and honestly, I don't blame them," Takeo responded. "The ability to control ice AND fire…that's a very serious combination. I could perhaps counter his ice, but his fire, I'd need to see Satoshi about that. Maybe something ice-related, definitely not wind."
"Definitely not wind," Lioness agreed. "How is Satoshi doing in the Support Course? I know you were a bit upset that he didn't join the Hero Course."
"He's been doing fine," Takeo told his mom. "He's already coming up with new ideas for my weapons. Where would I be without him?"
"And Forge and I," Nakano brought up as she playfully pushed his arm. "Where would you be if we didn't train you?"
Takeo chuckled as they continued their breakfast. When it was close to time, the two of them went to their rooms to get dressed for the day. He had hoped to ask if Nakano knew about the Yaoyorozu Family, but he didn't have time and needed to get to school.
As usual, he took the bus system to get to U.A., meeting up with Ojiro, Satoshi and Sato on the way. Both Ojiro's and Sato's injuries from the previous day had fully healed thanks to Recovery Girl and Sunhealer.
"So, Satoshi, what've you been working on?" Takeo asked his old friend. Satoshi took out a notebook from his backpack and opened it to show pages of ideas he had come up with.
"Wow, that's a lot," Takeo commented in awe.
"What about you?" Satoshi asked. "Have you come up with any upgrade ideas?"
"Sure have." Takeo took out his own notebook and presented it to Satoshi. As his friend went over the upgrade ideas, Raionhato pulled out another notebook and started drawing in it. Unlike before when he drew ideas for his Hero Costume, he was now simply drawing for pleasure, drawing various animals and weapons.
"How's the Hero Costume?" Satoshi asked as he continued going over the upgrades.
"It works well," Takeo replied. "And the lion-like happuri is really comfortable."
"Well, I was thinking of adding vision features to the happuri," Satoshi suggested. "It'd allow you to detect thermal, electric, night…it'd really come in handy."
"Sounds like it," Takeo agreed.
"What about you two?" Satoshi asked Ojiro and Sato. "Any upgrade ideas?"
"Actually, yes," Ojiro replied. "I…got frostbite on my feet during Combat Training. I need to add footwear to my Hero Costume."
"That shouldn't be a problem," Satoshi replied. "Just make a request to Power Loader and we'll get done as soon as possible."
The more they talked, the more Takeo realized how much happier Satoshi was in the Support Course. With his Technopathy Quirk and skills as a gadgeteer and inventor, he was in his element in the Support Course. He shared Satoshi's hopes that in time, his work would help his parents out.
"So, how are your parents?" Takeo asked Satoshi.
"They're doing fine as can be," he replied. "Haven't-"
"What's that?" Sato asked as they got closer to U.A. High School. The four young men looked out the window to see a mob of people outside the school's front entrance.
Upon closer examination, they realized that it was the media, who were unfortunately keeping students from getting into the school. At the entrance were Sunstorm, U.A.'s Science Teacher, and Razor Shell, U.A.'s Gym Teacher, who were keeping the media at bay while helping to get the students through the crowd.
"And this is why my mom hates the media," Takeo groaned as he and his friends got off the bus and started making their way towards the entrance. As soon as they were spotted, reporters ran up to them and bombarded them with questions.
The loud noises, constant questioning, and camera flashes slowly started to overwhelm Takeo due to his hypersensitivity, a symptom of his Asperger's. He hated the feeling of being overwhelmed by the media like this and he would've lost direction of where he was going had Razor Shell not pulled him aside and helped him out of the mob.
"Leave the students alone!" Razor Shell demanded in a loud voice. "They need to get to class and you are actively getting in the way!"
As the four students walked into U.A.'s Courtyard, Raionhato took deep breaths to calm himself. Once he had recollected himself, he continued walking with Ojiro, Sato and Satoshi to the main building.
"You okay?" Sato asked Raionhato. "You looked a bit anxious back in the mob."
"I…I just don't like large crowds," Takeo answered. "Plus, all that noise and the cameras flashing were really uncomfortable for me. Hated them since I was a kid."
"Yeah, the media can be very overwhelming," Ojiro agreed as they started making their way to Class 1-A's homeroom.
As they entered the building, Raionhato saw someone walking near to him from his left. To his shock, it was none other than Bakugo. Takeo almost felt like he had to pinch himself to make sure if it was really him, but he knew he wasn't mistaken.
Why was he still here? Why wasn't he expelled after what happened yesterday? Bakugo had proven himself violent, uncooperative and unwilling to listen to his teachers. All Might warned Bakugo that his monster blast attack could've potentially killed Midoriya, but he didn't listen. He did all this while showing no remorse for his actions, actions that could've gotten others badly hurt.
"What the hell are you looking at, Kitty Boy?" Bakugo snarled.
"Someone who doesn't belong here," Raionhato shot back.
"What the hell did you just say!?" Bakugo shouted. "Don't you dare look down on me!"
"Yet you get to look down on everyone else!?" Raionhato questioned. "Who do you think you are, you arrogant beast?"
"Hey, hey!" Ojiro spoke, stepping between the two of them. "Let's just take a breath and calm-"
"Don't you dare tell me what to do!" Bakugo roared.
Thunk! Whack!
Both Raionhato and Bakugo felt a blunt pain on their heads. After several moments of rubbing their heads to soothe the pain, they opened their eyes to see Open Palm with his staff in his hand.
"You three go to your classes," he told Ojiro, Sato and Gijutsu. "I'd like to have a word with Raionhato and Bakugo." While the three students left, Open Palm took Raionhato and Bakugo outside to a secluded area before he started talking.
"I heard what you guys were saying," Open Palm informed. "Do you really want to start the year off hating each other?"
"He started it," Bakugo blamed Raionhato.
"Don't you even start," Raionhato growled. "Not after what you did yesterday."
"Do I need to hit you two again?" Open Palm threatened. This was enough to silence the two male students. Once he was certain they would listen, Open Palm's strict scowl softened.
"I'm aware of what happened yesterday and it's clear, Raionhato, that you're angry about it," he continued. "But we've handled it. Mr. Aizawa addressed it with him yesterday after class and Bakugo has been warned of the consequences. However, just because he insults you doesn't mean you should return those insults. You'll both be in the same class for three years, so either you two will have to get over it or move down to General Studies."
"NOT A CHANCE IN HELL!" Bakugo barked. "I'M NOT-"
Whack.
"You need to stop shouting," Open Palm responded, much to Bakugo's irritation. "Don't ever forget, Bakugo or Raionhato: Aizawa can expel or bust you down to General Studies at any time with justifiable cause. Don't give him reasons to do so."
Bakugo was sorely tempted to tell Open Palm to stop telling him what to do, but Aizawa had yesterday made it abundantly clear that he cannot respond that way to the U.A. Teachers. They wouldn't tolerate his disrespectful and arrogant behavior as his old school did
"Now, Bakugo, you can go. Raionhato, I'd like to speak with you further." Bakugo scoffed at the Inventory Quirk user before walking away to make his way to class.
"With all due respect, Mr. Suzukaze, why is he still here?" Raionhato asked. "After what he did yesterday-"
"No one is arguing that what Bakugo did was very irresponsible and dangerous," Open Palm interrupted. "But regardless of that, every student in this school signed a waiver. You all know what you're getting yourselves into. Yes, he could've killed Midoriya, but Midoriya also did the same."
"Sir?" Raionhato asked. Open Palm let out a quiet sigh.
"You're so focused on Bakugo's wrongdoing that you aren't seeing Midoriya's. Both of them used attacks that endangered each other and their classmates. If we expelled Bakugo, it'd mean we'd have to expel Midoriya as well. You can argue that Bakugo escalated the situation, but that doesn't change facts. Both of them were irresponsible and both of them have been held accountable."
Raionhato remembered what happened after Bakugo unleashed that attack. He was so focused on Bakugo that he didn't pay much attention to Midoriya's reckless attack. Open Palm was right: both of them messed up and expelling one without expelling the other would be nothing more than moral hypocrisy. As much as he was growing to hate Bakugo, he couldn't argue with Open Palm's valid points.
"And with all due respect to you, you don't decide whether he stays here or not," Open Palm added. "We teachers will deal with Bakugo; you just worry about your own need for improvement."
"Yes, sir," Takeo replied. Open Palm reached over to the swordsman and put his hand on his shoulder in a fatherly-like gesture.
"I'm not saying you have to like Bakugo nor be his friend and I know he'll be…difficult, but you should focus your energy into improving yourself rather than hating him. Now get to class."
Raionhato left Open Palm to head to Class 1-A's homeroom. While he did acknowledge Open Palm's reasons about Bakugo and Midoriya's match and his own need for improving, that didn't excuse that Bakugo showed no remorse for what he did and was treating people like trash. And that face Bakugo made…that bloodthirsty, sadistic, feral, remorseless face…
Bakugo was no hero. He was a wild, feral boy pretending to be one just so he can flaunt his ego around and pretend he's better than everyone else.
"All right, everyone," Aizawa spoke in his usual tired, monotone manner after class started. "Today's first task will be vital to your future."
The students were dead silent with terror. Was he going to have them do another Quirk Assessment Test? Was he going to make them do a long essay or some grueling assignment? They waited with their hearts heavy like iron for Aizawa to tell them what they'd do.
"Today, you'll be choosing a Class Representative."
Almost immediately, all of the students started raising their hands, calling for the position of Class Rep. Normally, the position of a Class Representative would just mean more work, but in the Hero Course, the position came with a chance to gain extra recognition by potential Hero Agencies. Even Raionhato was raising his hand and calling for the position of Class Representative.
"Silence!" Iida shouted, silencing everyone. "We are getting nowhere by voting solely for ourselves! If we keep this up, we'll spend the entire class arguing over who deserves to be Class Rep!"
"ME!" Bakugo barked. "I'm the best! I should be Class Rep!"
"Shut up, Bakugo!" Raionhato snapped at him. "You're the LAST person who deserves to be Class Rep!"
"Hey, hey, hey!" Iida shouted, stopping a potential fight between Bakugo and Raionhato from happening since Aizawa had decided to fall asleep. "As I said, this is getting us nowhere. The position of Class Representative isn't just a position for fame, it's a responsibility and one that needs to be given to someone who can both lead and earn the respect and trust of their classmates. This must be handled democratically; I say we put it to a vote and whoever earns the most votes becomes Class Representative. Do you agree?"
After some thinking and discussion, the class agreed to Iida's idea to vote for Class Rep, though it wasn't against the rules to vote for themselves…and it was pretty obvious he wanted to be voted for. Everyone took a small piece of paper and a writing tool to write down their votes, which would later be counted by two people to ensure they weren't tampered with.
Several minutes passed and Raionhato and Ojiro were kind enough to volunteer for counting the votes. While Ojiro wrote down everyone's names on the whiteboard with chalk, Raionhato counted up the votes. When he was done, they had a very clear winner.
"How did I get 5 votes!?" Midoriya freaked. He was taken completely by surprise that he had received the most votes out of everyone. Never in a thousand years would he have suspected people respecting him so much that they'd choose him over themselves to be Class Representative.
Bakugo, on the other hand, was outraged. He was certain that he would receive the most votes, but he was one of the students who received only received one vote, clearly being himself. Seeing Midoriya receive 5 votes and having an undisputed victory for Class Rep made him fly into a rage.
"Okay, you idiots!" he barked, rising from his seat. "Who the hell voted for that shitrag!?"
"What, did you honestly think anyone was going to vote for you?" the student, Hanta Sero, questioned.
Truer words could not be spoken in the eyes of many of Bakugo's classmates. He demanded respect and constantly called himself the best, but his poor treatment and lack of respect towards his classmates all but made him unlikable. Was it truly a wonder that Bakugo only got one vote, undoubtedly himself?
Midoriya was chosen as Class Representative with 5 votes while Yaoyorozu was chosen as Vice President with 3 votes. The green-haired young man stood at the front of the room, shaking like a puppy frightened by lightning beside Yaoyorozu, who couldn't hide her disappointment with the decision.
"How did this happen?" she questioned, unaware that Shin Zankoku was giving her a stink eye.
"What, did that spoiled brat honestly think that just because she's rich, she deserves everything?" he thought to himself. "No doubt she voted for herself like Todoroki. At least Iida voted for someone else."
"So do you guys think Midoriya will do a good job as Representative?" Raionhato asked his friends during lunch.
"Maybe, but he looked like he didn't expect to win," Sato brought up. "I mean, he was shaking pretty bad. But I wonder who voted for him."
"Well, clearly they thought he was more qualified for the position than themselves," Ojiro suggested. "Him and Yaoyorozu, that is."
Kiyama smiled mischievously as a thought came to mind. Raionhato was one of the few students who received 0 votes, meaning that he didn't vote for himself and no one else voted for him. There was only one person she thought Raionhato would vote for, the one who received 3 votes.
"I'm sssssorry you didn't get any votesssss," Kiyama brought up in a sympathetic tone.
"A good number of us didn't get any votes," Raionhato pointed out. "But…yeah, a part of me wished to get the position."
"Then why didn't you vote for yourself?" Sato questioned. "It would've been more beneficial that way." Takeo put down his fork and paused for a moment.
"As much as I wanted the position, I felt it'd be…rather wrong to vote for myself. But I'm not the only one. Several of us didn't get any votes."
"Ssssso…who did you vote for?" Kiyama asked, hiding her desire to tease him.
He was hesitant to answer, but he replied 'It doesn't matter. Midoriya is Class Representative.' Kiyama struggled to keep a smile from stretching across her face and suppress the urge to tease him since her thermal vision could see that his body temperature rose a bit in response to the question.
"Did you vote for Yaoyorozu?" Ojiro asked. "I mean, she's the only other person you'd vote for." Takeo's face turned red at the comment.
"Well…she did prove herself a great strategist and leader during the Combat Training," he acknowledged. "I felt she was a great choice for-"
"Sssssso you did vote for her!" Kiyama burst out and laughed.
Takeo buried his head in his hands as Kiyama and Sato laughed, Ojiro and Satoshi showing support for their embarrassed friend. Now he was certain that Kiyama and Sato would continue their teasing of his feelings for Yaoyorozu and he could only blame himself for admitting he voted for her.
"But did you really have to act the way you did towards Bakugo?" Ojiro asked, changing the topic. The laughter subsided and Takeo's embarrassed scowl changed to a stern one.
"Bakugo wants us to respect him, but he treats us like garbage," Raionhato brought up. "Then he gets all mad that he didn't get the position of Class Rep and then acts like we're idiots for not voting for him. Who does that asshole think he is, All Might the 2nd?"
It was quickly becoming clear to his classmates that Raionhato openly hated Bakugo for very understandable reasons. Ojiro, Sato and Kiyama shared no love for Bakugo and had undoubtedly become their most disliked classmate, besides Shiruku, but they didn't believe that this kind of hate for him was necessary.
Yaoyorozu sat at another table away from where Raionhato was sitting. She couldn't tell what he and his friends were talking about, but they seemed to be getting along well. She was honestly surprised that he didn't receive any votes, meaning that he didn't vote for himself…unlike her.
She wanted the position of Class Representative, believing that she had what it took to uphold the responsibility. While she did get the position of Vice President, she unfortunately wasn't pleased with the decision that Midoriya was chosen as Class Rep.
"You okay, Yaoyorozu?" Yukine asked her, noticing her being awfully quiet.
"Hm?" she replied. "Oh, yes, I am. Just um…"
"Wishing you had gotten the position, huh?" Jiro asked. "Well, 3 people clearly think you're suited for Class Rep. Who do you think they are?"
Yaoyorozu knew she voted for herself, but didn't know who the other two were. In truth, she felt a bit disappointed in herself for doing so. Several of her classmates, such as Iida, Raionhato and Ojiro had 0 votes, meaning they voted for someone else and not themselves. But she remained baffled by Midoriya being chosen as Class Rep.
When he was chosen, he was shaking badly, showing no form of confidence whatsoever. As Iida said, a Class Representative must be a leader, able to earn the respect and trust of their classmates. Midoriya undoubtedly earned their trust through his humble and likable, though rather timid personality, but she didn't believe he had the makings of a leader.
She wondered if her doubts towards Midoriya were legitimate or just feelings of jealousy. Did she truly doubt Midoriya for what she viewed as qualities that would make him a liability or was she simply jealous that he was chosen to lead Class 1-A and not her? As she thought to herself, she felt she didn't give enough reason to support her as Midoriya did.
During the Combat Training, despite hurting himself, Midoriya fought Bakugo one-on-one, taking all his punishment and ruthless fighting. No matter what Bakugo did, including his extreme monster blast, Midoriya didn't back down and fought until the end. Could the same be said for her match? She remained on the defensive while Raionhato went offensive and took out Yukine. If Raionhato hadn't taken out Zankoku in the weapon room, he could've easily won the match.
That reminded her of how Raionhato praised her and called her the MVP, even though he initially didn't know what it meant. He praised her strategy, her leadership…perhaps, did he vote for her?
A loud alarm went off, warning that the school's defensive systems had been penetrated.
"What's that?" Raionhato asked, rising from his seat.
"It's the school alarm," Ojiro pointed out. "Someone's broken into U.A."
Almost immediately, the students fled into a panic, making their way to the emergency exits in large mobs. Several students tried to calm them down, but their voices couldn't be heard over the panicking. No one knew what was going on or who managed to break into the school, but it could be assumed that their lives were now in potential danger.
Unfortunately for Raionhato, he wound up separated from his friends due to people pushing and shoving. He tried looking for them, but the students were too much in a panicked frenzy and paid no attention to their surroundings other than heading for the exit. He then saw someone...Iida, float above the crowd and then used his Engine Quirk to help himself make his way to the door. He floated to the top and then held onto a metal pipe to keep himself grounded.
"Everyone, calm down!" Iida called out. Fortunately, the students could hear Iida from his position, leading to them calming down to listen,
"It's a false alarm! It's only the media; they somehow got into U.A.! We cannot behave this way when faced with potential danger! We are U.A. students, attending one of the most prestigious schools in Japan! It is our duty to act as such! So please calm down!" Thanks to Iida, the panic died down. Takeo saw his friends from the lunch table and made his way over to them.
"You guys alright?" he asked.
"We're fine," Satoshi assured. "But how did the media get into U.A.? No one without a U.A. ID is allowed into the school. If anyone tried to get in without one, the entrance would block them off."
"Let's just make sure everyone else is okay," Raionhato insisted.
"Esssspecially Yaoyorozzzzzzu," Kiyama teased, much to the swordsman's annoyance.
"Yeah, especially Yaoyorozu," Sato agreed, joining in the teasing.
"I hate you both," Takeo groaned internally as the five of them went off to check on their classmates.
Sunstorm, Razor Shell, Open Palm and Eraser Head met the reporters to make them leave, but they adamantly refused to do so. Luckily, Principal Nezu had already contacted the police since the media reporters were trespassing onto U.A. Property. All the four teachers had to do was keep them contained until the police arrived.
After the police arrived and made the reporters leave, arresting those who refused, the teachers were left baffled by how the media got into the school…until they found a large gap in the defense barrier, appearing to be have been destroyed. Sunstorm went off to check the security footage while Nezu, Open Palm, Razor Shell and Eraser Head investigated the destroyed wall.
"You think one of the reporters did this?" Razor Shell suggested. "Some of those reporters are determined to get the truth, no matter what."
"No," Nezu responded. "The media may be bothersome, but this…this is something else."
"Well, on the bright side, the students have seemed to have calmed down," Open Palm pointed out. "That alarm must've really spooked them."
"Then let's hope they learn from today," Eraser Head brought up. "Instead of analyzing the situation first to determine whether it was a legitimate alarm or not, they fell into a panic. U.A. students cannot act in such a way."
"Principal Nezu!" Sunstorm called out as he flew back to him, his body coated in solar energy. Upon reaching the other teachers, Sunstorm deactivated his Quirk and pulled out his phone from his pocket, which was safe from the immense heat of his Sun Power Quirk.
Security footage showed that after Sunstorm and Razor Shell helped get the last of the students into U.A., they went inside. The reporters were unable to follow as the entrance shut close, but that didn't stop them from pounding on the wall and door and demanding entry.
Suddenly, a man in a black hood walked up to the crowd, made his way through and placed his hand on the defensive wall. The wall slowly started to rust and wither until it became too weak to support itself and fell into dust and rubble. The reporters then quickly stormed into the school, where they were intercepted by Eraser Head. The hooded man then snuck away before the police arrived.
"We couldn't get an ID off of him," Sunstorm informed. "He obscured his face from view, but that Quirk…he was able to disintegrate that wall within mere moments."
"And he didn't join the reporters when they got into U.A.," Nezu pointed out. "He's still out there."
"I'll give the footage to the police," Sunstorm offered. "Hopefully, they'll catch whoever did this."
"Thank you, Sunstorm," Nezu replied. "Eraser Head, are you going to the USJ today?"
"Yes," Aizawa answered. "I'll be meeting All Might and Thirteen there today with my students."
Nezu feared who this hooded man was. Whatever his intentions were, they weren't subtle; they felt like a declaration of war. Though no one had been hurt, his actions caused the students to panic, thinking they were under attack.
"Razor Shell, I'd like you to go with them to the USJ today," Nezu instructed.
"Yes, sir," Razor Shell replied.
"I don't wish to raise panic, but I cannot help but feel that this won't be an isolated incident," Nezu responded.
"That makes two of us," Open Palm agreed. "No one would do something like this simply to piss off U.A. We've seen those kinds of stunts before, such as when someone drew Aizawa-"
"DON'T EVEN," Aizawa strictly warned. "Ugh, I still need to get that image out of my head. It comes back like a bad song."
While Open Palm and Razor Shell laughed at Eraser Head's misfortune, Nezu's mind was occupied with the destroyed wall in front of him. No one had ever dared to try something like this before. U.A. got the occasional troublemakers who wanted to spite the school, either out of rejection, jealousy, arrogance, but this was something entirely different.
Author's Note: I hope you continue to enjoy the Lion of Courage series! If you feel that I'm doing something wrong or a part needs improvement, please message me on Private Messaging! Continue reading and writing my fellow writers!