I m a Monarch

by NabaachFics

Midoriya Yagi Izuku, a boy considered powerless in a world of powers, son of the two greatest heroes of Japan, although for him they are nothing more than his parents and some office workers who work in Tokyo. Although everything changed after a meeting with one of the most influential people in the world, the current president of Monarch Inc.

20. Chapter 20: The Elections

A week had passed since classes began at U.A., and the group dynamics had started to take shape. Everyone was more comfortable with their classmates, but tensions could still be felt when it came to competitions or comparisons between them. After all, it was a group of powerful individuals, each with their own ambitions and desires to excel.

Aizawa entered the classroom without wasting any time, wrapped in his usual air of disinterest, with his sleeping bag dragging behind him. He dropped some papers on his desk and observed the group with his half-closed eyes.

- *Alright, kids, before we start today's class, there's something you need to sort out* - he announced, interrupting the morning chatter.

The students in their respective seats looked at him expectantly. Aizawa continued, his voice flat but direct:

- *You need to choose your class representative. I don't care how you do it, but you need to decide among yourselves. That's all, I'll leave you with that task* -.

With those words, Aizawa slid into his sleeping bag and settled in to watch how the students reacted and began debating among themselves.

Izuku, from his seat, frowned thoughtfully. He knew that being class representative wasn't just a leadership position but also a great responsibility. As he watched some of his classmates, especially Bakugo, show interest—or at least not oppose the idea of competing for the position—Iida raised his hand almost immediately.

- *This position is crucial for maintaining order and discipline in the class!* - exclaimed Iida, with his usual energetic tone- *We must choose someone who can be a symbol of leadership, someone who inspires everyone to be better and ensures the group functions properly* -.

Bakugo snorted from his seat, his feet on the desk.

- *As if that matters. I'll be number one at U.A. anyway, I don't need to be the damn class rep* - he said, though there was a spark of interest in his eyes.

Ochako, sitting near Izuku, leaned toward him.

- *Are you going to run, Midoriya?* - she asked softly, while looking at other classmates who were also starting to debate.

Izuku smiled timidly, scratching the back of his neck.

- *I don't know, being the rep seems like a big responsibility. But... if I can help in some way, maybe...* - he responded with doubt in his voice, clearly not as confident as others.

Momo, always meticulous and with a natural leadership attitude, observed the group in silence, analyzing who might be the best candidate. She knew Izuku was a strong option, but she also had confidence in her own ability to guide others.

- *We should vote* - Momo proposed with a firm but calm tone- *It's the fairest way. That way, the group will decide who should be our representative* -.

The atmosphere in the classroom became more focused. Several students nodded in agreement with Momo's suggestion.

Iida adjusted his glasses and immediately agreed - *That's the best way to proceed! I suggest we all write our votes anonymously to ensure a democratic and fair process* -.

Izuku, meanwhile, felt the weight of the decision. Although he was interested in the idea, he wasn't sure if he should run or let others take the lead.

The students wrote their votes on pieces of paper, leaving them in a box that Iida had hastily brought to make the process feel formal and organized. Everyone seemed anxious to know the result, though some, like Bakugo, just wanted it to be over quickly.

Aizawa, who had been observing from his sleeping bag, reluctantly stood up, picked up the box, and began pulling out and counting the votes in a low voice, though it was clear he was interested in the results.

- *Alright* - he finally said after a few minutes of counting- *The class president will be... Izuku Midoriya, with 10 votes.*

A murmur ran through the classroom, followed by applause, especially from Ochako and Iida, who seemed genuinely happy. Izuku smiled, trying to look surprised and nervous.

- *Oh, thank you! I promise to do my best* - said Izuku, bowing his head respectfully.

Aizawa continued - *The vice-representative will be Momo Yaoyorozu, with 9 votes* -.

Momo nodded with a confident smile, thanking the class with a slight bow as her classmates applauded her as well. It was clear that both Izuku and Momo had been chosen not only for their skills but also for the trust the group already placed in them as leaders.

Bakugo, who had voted for himself and didn't hide his disdain for the process, rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, muttering to himself in frustration.

- *Tsk, I don't get what they see in those two...* -.

Aizawa looked at everyone and continued - *Those are the results. From today on, Midoriya and Yaoyorozu will be responsible for organizing and maintaining order in the group. Don't abuse that responsibility, especially you, Midoriya* - he added, though he couldn't hide a slight smile of approval.

Iida approached Izuku and Momo after the vote, with a respectful expression.

- *I'm sure you'll do an excellent job. Being class president and vice-representative are important roles, and you've both shown you have what it takes!* -.

Izuku nodded, grateful yet nervous, while Momo smiled at him with confidence.

- *Thank you all for trusting us* - said Momo, looking at Izuku- *Izuku, we'll work together to make sure the class is in the best possible environment* -.

The election was done, and both Izuku and Momo mentally prepared themselves for the responsibility they had just taken on. Although Izuku hadn't expected it, he was determined to do his best, and Momo, for her part, was ready to support him every step of the way.

The day continued with the usual classes at U.A. As the hours passed, the students adapted to the intense and structured rhythm that characterized Japan's most prestigious hero academy.

First was Hero History, taught by Cementoss, who, despite his serious and heavy appearance, captured the class's attention with his deep knowledge of the development of heroes over the years. The teacher used projectors and real-case graphics, and the students took notes and reflected on the importance of each heroic era.

Izuku stayed attentive, fascinated by the subject and taking notes quickly. His gaze reflected both interest and determination; he understood that understanding the past was fundamental to building his future as a hero.

Kirishima murmured excitedly to Mina, who was sitting next to him - *It's so manly to know how heroes built our society! I want to be as strong as those heroes of old* -.

Mina nodded, though with a more relaxed tone - *Yeah, yeah, Kirishima, though I'd rather be remembered for my style* -.

After history, the class moved on to Quirk Science with Power Loader, who introduced them to the nature of their quirks. He explained how quirks interact with the human body and the possible ways they could be improved and maintained. This subject seemed especially useful for students interested in optimizing their abilities and understanding their limitations.

Power Loader walked around the classroom, observing each student, and when he reached Tokoyami, he gave him an intrigued look - *Your quirk, Dark Shadow, is a great example of an ability that heavily depends on external factors like light. We'll study methods to help you optimize its control* -.

Tokoyami nodded, grateful for the teacher's consideration.

Izuku immediately took notes, recording the comments about Tokoyami and thinking about how he could apply the same logic to his own quirk.

Finally, the last class before lunch arrived: Physical Education with Aizawa himself. Despite being a theoretical class this time, the tired-eyed teacher addressed the concept of mental and emotional resilience for heroes in critical moments. He explained how a hero not only needs physical abilities but also the capacity to make quick decisions and remain calm under pressure.

- *A hero who loses their cool in a crisis* - said Aizawa, as he scanned the class with his gaze- *also loses the opportunity to save lives. I want each of you to reflect on how you would handle a situation where you're pushed to your limit* -.

The class fell silent, absorbing Aizawa's words. Izuku reflected, remembering intense training experiences and extreme situations during his time with Monarch Inc. He knew this aspect was just as important as his physical strength, something he had learned over the past few years.

Finally, the bell rang, signaling lunchtime, breaking the tension and giving the class a moment of relief.

Iida stood up, giving instructions to the students to head to the cafeteria in an orderly manner, reminding them that leadership should be exercised in all aspects of life at U.A. Izuku and Momo smiled as they listened, aware of the seriousness with which their classmate took his role.

Izuku's group, consisting of Momo, Iida, Ashido, Uraraka, Jiro, Kirishima, Tsuyu, and Hagakure, enjoyed an animated conversation while having lunch in the U.A. cafeteria. The conversation was filled with laughter and anecdotes about classes and rigorous training, especially after Aizawa's intense session in Physical Education.

- *I can't believe how serious Aizawa-sensei is about mental resilience!* - commented Kirishima, taking a big bite of his food- *But he's right... a hero has to be strong-minded!* -.

Momo nodded with a smile - *Yes, it makes a lot of sense. In the field, staying calm can make all the difference* -.

Iida, always meticulous, was about to chime in with his opinion on the importance of discipline when, suddenly, a deafening sound filled the cafeteria. It was the emergency alarm, echoing through the school's hallways.

The alert interrupted the calm of lunch, and the expressions on everyone's faces quickly shifted from carefree to tense. The students looked at each other, searching for answers, and some began to stand up, wondering what was happening.

Uraraka looked around with concern, her eyes filled with confusion.

- *What does this mean? Is there some kind of drill we forgot about?* -.

Iida stood up immediately, with a solemn expression - *This is an emergency alarm! I read about it in the U.A. manual. It indicates a possible intrusion at the school or a critical event* -.

Ashido approached Izuku and Momo, clearly worried - *Izuku, do you have any idea what's going on?* -.

Izuku shook his head, but his expression was grave - *I'm not sure, but given the seriousness of the alarm, it must be something important. The best thing is for everyone to stay calm and follow instructions* -.

At that moment, the crowd of students began to move in all directions, many in panic, trying to exit the cafeteria or find a safe way out. Some upperclassmen shouted to organize the evacuation, but their voices were lost in the chaos.

The sound of the alarm and the growing confusion began to trigger a real stampede in the cafeteria. The students, gripped by panic, pushed and trampled each other in a desperate attempt to escape. The chaos caused Izuku and Momo's group to scatter, with Iida, Uraraka, Ashido, Jiro, Kirishima, Tsuyu, and Hagakure dispersing into the crowd.

Izuku and Momo managed to find a safer corner while observing the confusion unfolding around them. With determination, Izuku turned to Momo.

- *We can't leave them like this, Momo* - he said firmly- *If everyone starts pushing, someone could get hurt* -.

Momo nodded, instantly understanding the gravity of the situation. She and Izuku shared the same idea: they needed to calm the students before someone got hurt.

Quickly, Izuku took a deep breath and shouted over the noise - *Everyone, listen! Stay calm, there's no need to run!* - his words barely stood out among the crowd's shouting, but he didn't give up- *U.A. has emergency procedures! If everyone cooperates, no one will get hurt!* -.

Momo, using her natural presence and poise, climbed onto a nearby table to make herself seen.

- *Please, stop!* - she exclaimed, raising her hands in an attempt to capture the attention of the students around her- *If we cooperate, we can evacuate in order and without any risk. U.A. is prepared for these situations!* -.

Her words began to echo through the crowd. Some students stopped, and upon seeing the calmness of Izuku and Momo, more and more people began to calm down and reorganize. Little by little, the stampede slowed, and a sense of calm began to replace the chaos.

Izuku looked around, making sure his classmates were safe. With satisfaction, he watched as some students began to form lines, following his example.

Momo smiled at him, her eyes filled with relief and admiration - *You did an excellent job, Izuku* -.

He returned the smile, though his thoughts were still focused on making sure everyone was safe.

- *This was teamwork, Momo. Your voice was what made everyone stop* -.

The alarm rang again, reverberating throughout the building with a deafening roar that amplified the chaos. People began pushing harder, as everyone tried to exit the cafeteria as quickly as possible. The thunderous noise seemed to push every student to the edge of their nerves, and the panic in their eyes made it clear that many had already lost any sense of control.

Amid the stampede, Izuku and Momo watched in horror as their classmates were swept away by the crowd, separated from each other with no way to stop. Iida and Uraraka, who had been chatting nearby, were pushed in opposite directions. Ashido tripped, trying to dodge a shove, and disappeared into the sea of students pushing blindly. Jiro and Kirishima tried to stay close, but a group surrounded them, and despite their efforts, both were pulled apart in different directions.

Izuku barely caught a glimpse of Tsuyu trying to jump out of the crowd, while Hagakure shouted from somewhere to his right. However, all Izuku could see was a confusion of frightened faces and tightly packed bodies.

- *Damn it!* - muttered Izuku, feeling helpless as he watched his friends disappear into the mass. Momo, beside him, struggled to keep her balance and tried to reach Ashido to help her up, but a student rushed past, pushing her without stopping.

The tension grew with each passing second, and the cries of desperation grew louder. Several students had started pushing brutally, and some fell to the ground, unable to get up under the feet of others. Izuku watched in horror as a first-year girl was knocked down and couldn't get back up due to the torrent of bodies around her, risking being trampled.

- *This is out of control!* - shouted Momo, the worry evident in her voice. She tried to help the student, but another push made her step back.

Izuku frowned, feeling the urgency of the situation hit him like a lightning bolt. With his heart pounding, he decided he couldn't stay still. He headed toward one of the nearby tables and, jumping onto it, raised his voice.

- *Everyone, listen to me! This isn't helping anyone, we need to stay calm!* - he shouted, trying to capture the crowd's attention. However, his words were swallowed by the noise. Izuku tried to shout again, but he realized he needed to do something more striking.

Momo, who had managed to stand beside him, nodded with determination and took a deep breath.

- *Quiet! Someone could get hurt if we keep going like this!* - she exclaimed, her voice strong and clear, resonating in the room.

Finally, some of the students began to stop, turning toward Izuku and Momo. Izuku noticed that a small sense of calm was beginning to take hold. Seizing the opportunity, he continued.

- *If we keep pushing and running without order, someone could get seriously hurt. Let's stay calm and follow the emergency exits in an orderly manner* - Izuku tried to project a serenity that he hoped would spread to the others. He pointed to a visible exit at the far end- *Head over there in line! There's no need to run!* -.

Little by little, the students around them began to follow the instructions. Some wiped tears of panic from their faces, while others tried to help the injured and those who had fallen. Momo helped several students to their feet, and Izuku guided others toward the safer side of the cafeteria.

As the situation stabilized, Momo and Izuku exchanged a look filled with relief and exhaustion. Although the immediate danger seemed to have passed, both knew that this kind of situation could erupt again. But for now, they had managed to calm the students, and that was enough.

With the situation finally under control, Izuku stood in front of the crowd that had caused the chaos, his expression serious and firm.

- *What were you thinking?* - he exclaimed, his voice strong and clear, echoing through the hallway still filled with students- *What good is wanting to be heroes if we lose our heads and don't think about others when we're in danger? That attitude could have left someone seriously injured, or worse. As future heroes, we need to stay calm and protect each other, not become threats to those around us* -.

The crowd fell into an uncomfortable silence, and several students looked at the ground, ashamed, understanding the impact of their actions in the midst of panic. Izuku continued speaking, pointing to some who were clearly injured and others who looked around, unsure of what to do.

- *Take those who are hurt to the infirmary* - he ordered firmly- *And make sure to check if anyone else needs help. There's no point in being proud of being U.A. students if we can't help each other* -.

Around him, some of the students quickly moved, taking their injured classmates to the infirmary, while others tried to comfort those who were still nervous. Izuku's eyes met those of some older students who had been observing the situation, including the Big Three: Mirio Togata, Tamaki Amajiki, and Nejire Hado, who had witnessed from the end of the hallway how he had handled the situation.

Mirio crossed his arms, smiling with approval as he watched Izuku.

- *That kid has the makings of a leader* - he commented quietly, impressed by the control and firmness with which Izuku had addressed the chaos.

Tamaki, less expressive, muttered under his breath but didn't take his eyes off Izuku.

- *It's rare to see a first-year handling something like that... Not all students can react that way in the middle of panic* -.

Nejire watched Izuku with a mix of curiosity and excitement, admiring how he had managed to stay calm and bring order in the midst of so much confusion.

- *That's amazing!* - she whispered, her eyes shining with awe- *Isn't it great that there are first-years with that kind of maturity?* -.

As the first-year students finished reorganizing and taking the injured to the infirmary, Izuku noticed the presence of the Big Three and glanced at them. Although he was a little embarrassed by how he had taken charge, he felt he had done the right thing and continued with what he had to do.

The older students shared a look, understanding that this first-year with the hero's attitude and leadership in his voice had the potential to go far.

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Before the chaos erupted in the hallways of U.A., a hooded figure moved among the crowd of reporters outside. Tomura Shigaraki observed the school, his gaze fixed on the main entrance, filled with hatred and disdain for everything the prestigious hero institute represented.

Taking advantage of the moment when the reporters pushed their microphones and cameras toward the U.A. guards, demanding explanations, Shigaraki slid his right hand under his hood, his fingers covered by the characteristic decay dust of his quirk, Decay.

- *Tch... Heroes... They're all frauds...* - he muttered, his voice low and filled with resentment.

With a calculated movement, he touched one of the metal frames of the main gate, and the effect of his quirk activated immediately. The metal began to corrode and disintegrate, spreading rapidly along the door's structure as if an invisible plague were devouring it. The school's entrance, solid and sturdy, now crumbled before his eyes, leaving an open gap in U.A.'s security barrier.

Chaos erupted at the entrance in a matter of seconds. The guards and reporters who had been near the door backed away in alarm, and some students inside the building began to notice the noise, further increasing the confusion inside. No one had seen the exact moment when Shigaraki had activated his quirk; the destruction seemed inexplicable and accidental.

Shigaraki quickly slipped through the crowd, making his way into the hallways. The widespread confusion was his best ally; the stampede and the shouts of students and staff provided the perfect distraction to move forward undetected.

As he ventured deeper into the building, his eyes wandered through the corridors, analyzing the hallways and main areas of the school. Every corner seemed to be filled with posters promoting heroic ideals and decorative figures of heroes in various inspiring poses.

- *Trash* - he growled, his fingers trembling slightly, a mix of excitement and aversion.

His goal in this incursion wasn't to fight; it wasn't the time. Instead, Shigaraki focused on observing and gathering details about U.A.'s internal structure, memorizing every corner that could prove useful in a future attack.

Shigaraki moved stealthily until he reached a door marked as Teacher's Lounge. Peeking inside, he confirmed the room was empty and, with a smirk of satisfaction, entered quietly, closing the door behind him. The room was decorated with shelves filled with documents, books, and folders, as well as several desks belonging to the hero teachers.

Approaching one of the shelves, he began flipping through the folders one by one. His goal was clear: to find information about U.A.'s curriculum and training plans. He didn't need minute details, but any outline of the exercises or evaluations these future heroes would face would be useful. He slid his fingers, as much as possible, avoiding touching the papers unnecessarily to avoid activating his quirk and leaving traces of his presence.

After a few minutes of searching, he found a folder labeled "First-Year Evaluations." Opening it, a series of documents detailed the tests and simulations the first-year students would undergo, as well as their scores in combat, rescue, and leadership.

Shigaraki twisted his lips into a crooked smile as he reviewed each page.

- *This is... interesting. So these "heroes" also have tests and limits... This could work...* - he muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming with a sickly interest as he absorbed every printed word.

However, he didn't just find the exercises. There were also descriptions of the quirks of some standout students, like *Katsuki Bakugo* and his explosive power, or *Momo Yaoyorozu* and her ability to create objects. One name caught his attention: *Izuku Midoriya, whose performance in the entrance exam had been extraordinary.

- *Midoriya...?* - Shigaraki frowned as he read the description of his score - *So, there's one who stands out so much... What kind of quirk does this kid have?* -.

With one last glance at the information, he rearranged the papers back in place.

While Shigaraki explored the documents he had managed to find in the empty classroom, his eyes stopped on a report detailing the upcoming practical training at U.A., which would take place at a location called USJ. As he read the acronym, a malicious smile began to form on his face. He had not only found the curriculum plans and some records of the heroes teaching at U.A., but also a perfect opportunity to attack and confront the future heroes in training.

Storing the information in his memory, Shigaraki observed the facilities in silence, savoring the chaos he could soon sow in a place society had elevated as a cradle of peace and hope. But he had other plans, and the mere idea of subverting that symbol filled him with twisted satisfaction.

Suddenly, the air in the room began to ripple, and a dark mist emerged in the middle of the classroom. The swirling portal of Kurogiri opened, slowly expanding into a dark nebula that barely revealed the silhouette of its bearer. With his characteristic formal tone and unshakable calm, Kurogiri stepped out of the vortex and addressed Shigaraki.

- *It's time to leave, Shigaraki Tomura. The entrance is being reinforced, and it's only a matter of minutes before they tighten all security* - said Kurogiri, his tone full of professionalism and precision.

Shigaraki nodded, but before leaving, he took one last look around the classroom, scanning every corner and the hero posters on the walls, symbols of hope he wanted to destroy. The idea of plunging everyone into despair filled him with a dark excitement that made him clench his hands with enthusiasm. He noticed the words "Plus Ultra" on one of the walls and a twisted smile spread across his face. In his mind, this place was no longer a symbol of peace but a playground where he would soon unleash chaos.

Satisfied with his incursion and the chaos he had caused at U.A., Shigaraki finally stepped through the portal, letting himself be enveloped by Kurogiri's dark mist. In a blink, both disappeared, leaving the classroom empty and an unsettling feeling in the air.

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At the entrance of U.A., several teachers gathered around what had once been the grand main gate, now gone and reduced to a few fragments. The metal structure had been pulverized from the base, and the gate, a symbol of the academy's strength and security, now lay as a pile of rubble. Nezu, the principal, observed the scene with a mix of concern and cold analysis.

Aizawa was the first to speak, his face marked by an even greater seriousness than usual.

- *This wasn't a simple accident or a casual intrusion attempt. The precision of this attack indicates it was someone with knowledge of how to go unnoticed and strike at the right moment. Whoever did this knew where and when to hit* -.

Present Mic, crossing his arms, frowned as he observed the remains.

- *But... what could they have wanted here? Why go straight for the gate? Were they trying to send a message or just sow panic?* - he murmured, his voice low, far from his usual enthusiasm.

Nezu nodded, thoughtful.

- *We must consider that, although this is a symbolic entrance, the security should have alerted the entire system. This was clearly orchestrated with knowledge of our emergency procedures. And judging by the type of damage... we're likely dealing with someone with an extremely destructive quirk* - he commented, interlacing his fingers in a gesture of concentration.

Midnight, who had been silently reviewing the scene, turned to the group.

- *But there are no signs of entry in the rest of the school, nor were the deeper security systems activated. That means they knew exactly where to enter and how to leave undetected* - she said, her voice low and cautious- *It's possible that whoever did this has a teleportation-type quirk* -.

All Might's expression was filled with concern as he listened to his colleagues' deductions, and he addressed the principal.

- *Do you think this has to do with the curriculum or future exams? Perhaps they were looking for specific information about us or the students* -.

Nezu nodded slightly - *That's a possibility we can't rule out. Whoever entered may have accessed areas where we store our plans, including any future training. If that's what they're after, we have to assume they might be interested in our students. We must reinforce not only the facilities but also the protection of each of them* -.

Snipe, with a hard look, observed the area of rubble.

- *Whoever it is, they now know more about us. This is no longer just about protecting the school... it's personal* - he said, closing his hands in a gesture of determination.

Nezu nodded, with a calculating gleam in his eyes - *We'll have to stay one step ahead. We'll adjust the security systems and be much more cautious with any event or activity involving the students. We'll prepare for the worst, but we'll also be ready for whatever comes* -.

The teachers nodded, and though worry was on their faces, there was also a determination to protect their students at all costs. Aware that what had happened wasn't a simple act of vandalism, they knew the threat they faced was serious and possibly much greater than they had anticipated.

After the commotion at U.A.'s entrance, all the students of Class 1-A returned to their seats, exchanging curious and somewhat tense glances as they awaited their teacher's words. Aizawa entered the classroom with his usual expression, though his eyes seemed to convey a hint of approval as he observed each of his students.

- *I know you're all aware of the incident at the main entrance* - Aizawa began, his tone calm but firm- *There was a complicated situation, but thanks to how you acted, especially by maintaining order when panic broke out, the situation didn't escalate further than necessary* -.

Several students breathed a sigh of relief, and some, like Iida and Momo, exchanged satisfied glances. Aizawa continued speaking, directing his gaze especially at Izuku.

- *Midoriya* - he said, in a tone that captured everyone's attention- *Principal Nezu wants to see you. Apparently, your help in controlling the situation was crucial* -.

Izuku nodded, somewhat surprised but maintaining his composure. He still remembered how he had managed to organize some of his classmates to help injured students and prevent the panic from spreading further. But hearing that Nezu himself wanted to speak with him was a recognition he hadn't expected so soon.

- *Of course, Mr. Aizawa* - he responded, nodding respectfully.

Aizawa looked at everyone before Izuku left.

- *As your teachers, we hope this serves as an experience for you* - he continued, scanning each student with his gaze- *Preparation to be heroes isn't just about facing villains. It's also about how you handle chaotic situations and protect others, even if the threat isn't clear. You did well, but don't get complacent. Every situation like this is a test of your commitment and preparation* -.

Everyone nodded, and though they knew they still had much to learn, they felt satisfied with having given their best effort. Izuku, with a slight smile of gratitude toward Aizawa, stood up, bowed his head, and headed to Nezu's office, ready to discover what else he would have to face on his path to becoming a hero.

Izuku walked through the hallways of U.A. until he reached the principal's office. Curiosity and excitement pulsed in his chest as he stopped in front of the large door and knocked gently.

- *Come in* - resonated the sharp and curious voice of Principal Nezu from inside.

Izuku opened the door and, upon entering, found the small but imposing principal behind his desk, a shrewd look in his eyes as he observed the young man. Nezu's office was spacious, filled with books, maps, and a large chalkboard with diagrams and notes that only he fully understood. But what caught Izuku's attention was Nezu's smile, as expressive as it was calculating.

- *Ah, Midoriya* - greeted Nezu, with his typical enthusiastic voice- *I'm glad to see you. I want to personally congratulate you on your quick reaction during today's incident. You've shown not only bravery but also a remarkable ability to maintain control in chaotic situations. It's a rare talent, and a very valuable one in a hero* -.

- *Thank you, Principal Nezu* - responded Izuku, blushing slightly at the compliment- *I just did what I thought I had to do in that moment* -.

Nezu narrowed his eyes and nodded, as if evaluating every word Izuku said.

- *Precisely, that modesty and sense of responsibility are attributes that make me trust your potential* - said Nezu, interlacing his small paws in front of him- *Midoriya, I wonder if you've ever thought about having a mentor at U.A., someone who not only guides you in physical and technical training but also in strategic decision-making, tactics, and understanding the challenges behind major heroic decisions* -.

Izuku was surprised, as he hadn't expected this kind of conversation. With a smile, Nezu leaned toward him.

- *In short, I wonder if you'd accept the opportunity to be my protégé* - proposed Nezu, with an intelligent gleam in his eyes- *You'd have access to advanced research, special classes in analysis and heroic strategy, and together, we could explore the direction your abilities could take for the benefit of society* -.

Izuku was speechless for a moment, processing what was being offered. Nezu wasn't just the principal of U.A., but also a mastermind in planning and strategy, known for anticipating any situation before others even saw the problem. Being his protégé wouldn't just be a unique learning opportunity, but it would propel him toward his goal of becoming a hero who inspires others.

- *It would be an honor, Principal Nezu* - responded Izuku, without hesitation- *I've seen the value of being strong in combat, but I also know how important it is to truly understand what it means to protect others. If I can learn that with you... I accept your offer* -.

Nezu showed an even wider smile and nodded, satisfied.

- *Excellent, Midoriya. I promise this will be an interesting and challenging journey* - he concluded, with a gleam of excitement in his eyes- *Prepare to learn that, in this job, the mind and the heart are as important as the body* -.

Izuku nodded, with a mix of pride and excitement.

- *But this means you're stealing your protégé from Aguilar, right?* - Izuku commented with a sarcastic smile.

Nezu let out a small laugh upon hearing Izuku's comment.

- *Ah, Aguilar... a cunning man, that's undeniable* - responded Nezu, with a touch of amusement in his voice- *Let's say, in technical terms, this is a strategic cooperation. Aguilar and I have already had our... conversations. We both share a genuine interest in helping you reach your full potential, though our philosophies sometimes diverge* -.

Izuku smiled, unable to help imagining the kind of "conversation" the principal and his mentor must have had. Aguilar was known for his tenacity, and the image of Nezu shrewdly negotiating with him seemed like something out of a spy movie.

- *So, this will be a kind of "double mentorship"?* - Izuku asked curiously, raising an eyebrow.

Nezu nodded, his eyes shining with satisfaction.

- *Exactly, Midoriya. The advantage of having two such distinct mentors is that both will provide you with unique perspectives: the strategic and analytical vision I offer, and the practical strength and direct approach of Aguilar. Together, there's no doubt you'll be a complete hero in every sense* -.

Izuku nodded, more determined than ever. Having two such capable mentors with such different teaching styles was an immense privilege. Plus, he couldn't deny that he liked the idea of having Nezu and Aguilar guiding him.

- *Then, I'm ready for this "double mentorship"* - said Izuku, with a determined smile- *I promise to give my best to learn everything you can teach me* -.

- *That's the attitude, Midoriya* - said Nezu, with an approving look- *Now, let's establish a training plan that complements what you're already doing with Aguilar. It'll be an interesting journey, both for you and for us* -.

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At the end of the day, Izuku returned to the classroom to attend the last classes. The conversations in the room were filled with energy and excitement, still influenced by the recent events. As he entered, some of his classmates approached him with curiosity, especially after the way he had handled the chaos of the stampede.

- *Hey, Izuku, is it true you live near Dagobah Beach?* - asked Kirishima with a smile, giving Izuku a light punch on the shoulder- *I heard it's an amazing place, and I want to see how "plus ultra" your house is!* -.

Izuku, somewhat surprised, scratched the back of his neck while smiling, uncomfortable but amused.

- *Yeah, I live near the beach...* - he answered- *Though I don't know if it's as impressive as they say. It's a quiet house, perfect for resting and training* -.

- *Resting and training sounds like paradise to us, Midoriya!* - exclaimed Mina with enthusiasm- *And the best part, a beach right next door! Come on, you have to take us there!* -.

Momo, who had overheard the conversation, smiled and added:

- *Honestly, I'd like to see it too. I'm sure it has some interesting details, right?* - Momo gave him a meaningful look, reminding Izuku of the special equipment and facilities he had at home for training.

Izuku blushed a little, something that didn't go unnoticed by the group, but he tried to stay relaxed.

- *If you're all so interested... maybe we could have a gathering one weekend, or after class one day. Just don't expect anything too fancy, okay?* - said Izuku humbly.

- *Perfect, so you're inviting us!* - said Uraraka, excited, while the rest of her classmates nodded and joined in the enthusiasm.

Izuku couldn't help but laugh at the group's insistence, especially seeing their excited and eager faces. He had come to see them as trusted friends and classmates, and the idea of showing them a place so important to him filled him with a mix of joy and nerves.

- *How about today?* - he asked, with a mix of cheerfulness and amusement, watching the bright and surprised faces of his friends- *Well... yeah, I think it could work. But don't imagine Dagobah as anything special. It's just a quiet place, not some grand hero base* -.

- *Oh, come on, don't be modest!* - exclaimed Kirishima, lightly punching his shoulder with unwavering enthusiasm- *I bet you have a ton of impressive stuff there! Advanced training, or some epic spot where you practice your moves, right?* -.

- *That's right!* - added Mina, her eyes shining with excitement- *Plus, who knows what kind of secret equipment you might have there!* -.

- *I'd love to know more about where you live, Izuku. I'm sure it's a different experience from the rest of us* - interjected Momo, showing a warm and sincere smile. The tranquility of Dagobah and what Izuku had mentioned earlier about his personal routine intrigued her, and she felt a mix of curiosity and respect for her friend.

Izuku found himself surrounded by eager eyes, each of his friends giving him expectant looks that made him smile and shake his head. It wasn't that he disliked the idea, it was just that he hadn't prepared to bring a whole group to his personal sanctuary.

- *Alright, alright, don't look at me like that* - he finally said, crossing his arms with a smile of surrender - *But promise not to get too excited, it's just a normal house. Nothing special, no labs or secret bases... and don't think there's going to be a bunch of hero equipment everywhere* -.

The guys laughed, clearly skeptical about Izuku's humility. They were sure that their classmate's house, being one of the best in the class and with such unique training, would offer them a small dose of adventure.

- *Also* - added Izuku, in a lower tone - *Just make sure not to tell Aguilar that I've become some kind of tour guide* -.

- *Deal!* - they exclaimed in unison, causing laughter in the group.

Shortly after, everyone began packing up, adjusting their backpacks and energetically discussing what they might see. Kirishima insisted that there must be a high-tech training space, while Mina was delighted at the possibility of finding some kind of combat simulator. Ochako smiled, amused by everyone's wild ideas, and Momo looked at Izuku with a mix of curiosity and excitement, happy that he had agreed to share something so special with them.

- *Well, guys, you better not come with weird expectations. My house isn't a training museum or anything like that, but it does have great views of the sea at sunset* - warned Izuku with a smile.

- *Perfect!* - exclaimed Ochako, joining the excitement- *I can't wait to see the beach too!* -.

- *I want to see your training area* - murmured Iida with a genuine spark of interest in his eyes- *I bet it's something organized and effective* -.

Izuku, with a slight smile, took out his phone and sent a message to Tanaka-san, asking him to pick them up at the main entrance of U.A. He knew his assistant would take his request seriously, but what he didn't expect was that minutes later an elegant black limousine would appear in front of them, causing a stir among his classmates.

- *Is that... a limo?* - asked Kirishima, wide-eyed and in disbelief.

- *Wow, Izuku, this is quite the stylish welcome* - joked Mina, giving him a gentle nudge as they approached the vehicle.

Tanaka-san, impeccable as always, stepped out of the limo and opened the door with a slight bow - *It's an honor to transport Young Izuku's classmates* - he said in a formal tone, adding a special touch to the moment.

Izuku scratched the back of his neck, clearly a bit embarrassed by the unexpected attention, but seeing the excitement on his classmates' faces, he couldn't help but smile.

- *Well, I guess if we're going on a group outing, we might as well do it in style* - he said, trying to sound nonchalant as he got into the limo.

Just as everyone was preparing to enter, Momo stopped and, with a friendly smile, said: - I'll see you all in a bit. I'll go home first to change, but don't worry, I'll be there on time.

Izuku nodded, understanding that Momo probably wanted to prepare herself calmly. - Perfect, Momo. Take your time, and when you arrive, I'll show you the place.

- *See you soon, Yaoyorozu!* - said Kirishima, waving to Momo with a smile as she said goodbye to the group.

Once inside the limo, the atmosphere filled with laughter and lively chatter. As Tanaka-san started the vehicle, Izuku relaxed a bit, enjoying the excitement and camaraderie in the air. He knew this afternoon would be special, and though the attention made him feel a bit strange, he couldn't deny how good it felt to share this moment with his classmates.

As the limo began to move, the conversation quickly turned to a topic that had been intriguing some of his classmates: the way Izuku called Momo by her first name. At first, it was a shy comment from Kirishima, but before Izuku could realize, almost everyone in the limo had questions in mind.

- *Hey, Midoriya* - began Kirishima with a mischievous smile - *It's impossible not to notice that you call Yaoyorozu by her first name... Are you two closer than we thought?* -.

Izuku blinked, surprised, as the others' gazes settled on him, eagerly awaiting his response.

- *Yeah, yeah, I was just thinking that* - added Mina with a sly smile, looking at him with her arms crossed and an eyebrow raised - *It's not something common in Japan, you know. Calling someone by their first name and all that...* -

- *Is that so, Midoriya?* - asked Iida, in his typical serious tone, but with a spark of curiosity in his eyes - *Do you have some history together that we should know about?* -.

Izuku looked around the vehicle, seeing that everyone was waiting expectantly, and let out a nervous laugh. This wasn't exactly the kind of situation he had imagined when getting into the limo.

- *Well... yeah, let's say Momo and I have known each other for a while. We became friends before I moved to the United States and always kept in touch* -.

- *Friends for that long!?* - exclaimed Ochako, covering her mouth with her hands- *That's so sweet! I imagine you kept in touch despite everything, right?* -.

Izuku nodded, remembering those years when messages and video calls with Momo had become a pillar of his life. They had shared stories, dreams, and even some worries along the way.

- *That's right, we kept in touch. I think she was one of the few people who believed in me from the start and... well, she's a great friend* - explained Izuku with a sincere smile, though his cheeks reddened slightly as he remembered those moments of mutual support.

- *It's great to have a friend like that!* - said Mina, excited, while giving Izuku a few light pats of encouragement on the shoulder - *So, does that mean you've been talking all this time? That's dedication!* -.

- *Yes, Izuku* - added Tsuyu, leaning toward him with her big curious eyes- *Why didn't you ever tell us you had such a close friend?* -.

- *Ah... well, I never thought it was that important. Plus, I think I got used to being more reserved about personal matters* - admitted Izuku, shrugging, but smiling as he saw how everyone looked at him with interest - *But yeah, we've talked about a lot of things and supported each other... even things no one else knows* -.

- *Now that's got me even more curious* - murmured Jirou, crossing her arms and looking at him with interest- *So, do you also know what Momo likes, or is it more superficial?* -.

Izuku laughed, remembering some curious and endearing details about his friend that he had accumulated over the years.

- *Yeah, I know quite a bit. I know, for example, that she loves reading in her free time, though she prefers strategy and psychology books... she's always looking for ways to improve, no matter how far she goes. Also, that she likes green tea and, though she won't admit it, she really enjoys sweet desserts* - he said, letting out a small laugh as his classmates looked at him in awe.

Kirishima clicked his tongue in admiration - *Wow, Izuku. You sound like a great friend, but the way you call her by her first name... something tells me you're more than friends, right?* -.

Kirishima's words caused a small stir in the limo. Izuku cleared his throat, feeling a bit exposed by the intensity of their gazes, but tried to deflect a bit.

- *No, nothing like that. It's just that, over time, it became natural to call her Momo. I don't think there's any special meaning behind it* - he responded with a nervous laugh.

- *So, you like calling her Momo, huh* - murmured Mina with a mischievous smile- *Come on, you don't have to be embarrassed. It's nice, it shows you have a lot of respect and care for each other* -.

The limo filled with laughter and friendly banter, and as the trip continued, Izuku relaxed a bit more, sharing some memories and moments he had with Momo, though without going into too much detail. In the end, their friendship became a topic of interest among everyone, especially since his classmates had never seen Izuku so close with someone outside their school circle.

Izuku found himself enjoying the conversation, and for the first time, he felt that his life in Japan was starting to fit together in an unexpected way, with a group of friends who reminded him why he wanted so much to protect those around him.

When one of them, unable to contain their curiosity, asked directly how they had met, Izuku rubbed the back of his neck and smiled, averting his gaze slightly.

- *Well...* - he said, trying to buy time to organize his thoughts- *That's a bit of a complicated story, and I think I should only tell it if Momo wants to. After all, it's something that involves both of us, and maybe she wants to decide how much to share* -.

- *Come on, Izuku! Now you've got me even more intrigued* - complained Mina with a mix of frustration and excitement, while the others nodded, also curious.

- *Yeah, Izuku, you have to tell us something!* - added Ochako- *Even if it's just a little teaser... just to give us an idea* -.

Izuku laughed, unable to avoid the smile at his friends' insistence. He realized that, by keeping the mystery, their excitement and interest seemed to grow even more.

- *Alright, but I promise that when Momo arrives, if she decides to tell you, I'll be happy to do it with her. I'll just say it was... something unexpected* - he finally said, and his words made his classmates exchange curious and somewhat excited looks.

- *This sounds more and more like a movie story* - commented Kirishima, laughing- *Well, then it'll be a good conversation topic when Momo arrives* -.

As the limo approached the beach, the guys looked out the windows in awe, noticing how different the place looked. The waves gently broke on the shore, reflecting the sunset, and the sand was pristine, stretching without a trace of the trash that had once covered the area. The beach looked almost pristine, and Izuku's large house stood imposingly in the distance, its elegant design standing out against the landscape.

- *Wow! I didn't know Dagobah Beach could look this clean* - commented Kirishima, impressed.

- *It's true* - added Tsuyu - *A few years ago, this beach was full of debris and trash everywhere. Now it looks like a completely different place* -.

- *I heard that Monarch Inc. was behind the cleanup, or at least that's what I read somewhere* - said Iida with admiration - *I'm glad to know there are people who care about these places* -.

Izuku listened to his friends' comments, remembering how much had been invested in transforming that beach into a place not just for training, but also for rest and relaxation for him. But what made it even more special was the effort he himself had put into helping maintain it, a reminder of how important it was to care for the environment.

- *Well, it wasn't just the company* - he finally commented- *I helped with the cleanup in several shifts, especially at the beginning. It was something I wanted to do for myself* -.

Mina smiled and nodded with a gleam of admiration in her eyes.

- *That's so like you, Izuku. It's like the beach is part of your home, isn't it?* -.

Izuku nodded, looking at the beach that now stretched calmly before them. It was true, Dagobah Beach felt like an important part of his story.

The limo finally arrived at the entrance of Izuku's house, and as soon as the group got out, the guys spread out across the place, amazed by every detail. Kirishima ran toward the sand, taking deep breaths of the salty sea air, while Tsuyu and Mina took off their shoes to feel the sand between their toes.

- *I can't believe this is your house, Izuku!* - exclaimed Ochako, scanning the modern structure of the house, with large windows that revealed the cozy interior and the horizon beyond - It's like a little paradise here -.

- *And you train here every day?* - asked Iida, analyzing the space with his typical precision- *It's definitely the perfect environment for a hero in training* -.

Izuku smiled and nodded, watching as his friends quickly adapted to the place, making the most of every corner. Some went down to the edge of the beach, others explored the backyard, and Kaminari even found a hammock where he let himself fall with a laugh.

- *Well, I train here when I can, though it's not always so... relaxed* - admitted Izuku- *I'm glad you like it, after all, it was designed to make me feel at home* -.

The atmosphere was warm and relaxed, everyone enjoying the beachside environment, when they saw an elegant car pull up smoothly in front of the entrance. They immediately recognized Momo, who stepped out of the car with a calm smile and a wave.

- *Momo's here!* - announced Mina, waving her hand excitedly as Momo approached.

Izuku went to greet her, returning her smile as Momo joined the group. Seeing her, the atmosphere changed, and everyone settled in to listen to the story they had promised about how they met.

- *Well, I think this is a good opportunity to tell you* - said Izuku, looking at Momo to make sure she agreed.

Momo nodded with a gesture of approval, and together they began to recount the story of their first meeting, an event that had been so significant for both of them and that, until now, only they fully understood. Their friends listened attentively, impressed and, some, moved by how Izuku and Momo seemed destined to meet.

Izuku and Momo were sitting on the terrace, surrounded by their U.A. classmates, who looked at them with curiosity and expectation. After several questions and jokes mixed with laughter, the conversation had taken a more serious turn when someone asked how they had really met. Izuku and Momo exchanged a glance, and he nodded before beginning to recount what had been an unforgettable moment for both of them.

- *It wasn't something very common* - said Izuku, laughing nervously and scratching the back of his neck- *When we met, Momo was in a pretty complicated situation... and so was I, in a way* -.

Mina, Kirishima, and the others looked at both of them, their eyes wide and their attention fixed on every word.

- *I was walking through the city* - continued Izuku, his eyes losing focus as he recalled the memory- *I was about ten years old, and I was going through a rough patch in my relationship with my parents. So there I was, wandering the city, on a crowded street* -.

- *That was during the time when my parents and I often went to the city* - added Momo, with a small nostalgic smile- *My parents were there for business, and I... was just tagging along, a bit bored* -.

Izuku continued, nodding slowly - *Suddenly, while I was walking, I heard some screams. They were from a woman, asking someone to let go of her daughter. I turned and saw a man holding a dark-haired girl, about my age, I guess... and that girl was Momo* -.

- *What?* - asked Kirishima, astonished- *You were taken hostage, Momo?* -.

- *Yes...* - she responded, with a nervous laugh- *At the time, I didn't understand much of what was happening, I just knew someone was holding me and that my parents were in front of me, begging the man to let me go. My parents had a couple of bodyguards nearby, but... the villain seemed to be more than they could handle. So there I was, trapped and surrounded by people who just watched* -.

- *I couldn't believe it* - said Izuku, clenching his fists slightly as he remembered the helplessness he felt at that moment- *The place was full of people, but no one moved, no one did anything. Not even the nearby heroes... Everyone just watched, powerless.*

Momo sighed.

- *I remember what the villain was saying, as if it were yesterday. He was telling my father that he wasn't interested in money or any other offer... what he wanted was to take me* -.

Ochako put a hand over her mouth, surprised, while Tsuyu just murmured a "Ribbit" of disbelief.

- *It was something truly disgusting...* - said Izuku, lowering his voice - *I couldn't stand it. Without thinking, I grabbed a metal lid I found on the ground and ran toward the villain* -.

- *You ran toward him?* - asked Iida, alarmed and at the same time impressed - *At that age... without a quirk... That's incredible* -.

Izuku smiled shyly.

- *I don't know how I did it. At that moment, I think my body just moved on its own. I just knew I had to help her. Maybe it was crazy, but I couldn't just stand there and do nothing. So, yeah... I ran with the metal lid in my hand and, before the villain could react, I hit him in the head with all the strength I had* -.

- *And the villain got furious, of course* - added Momo, recalling the moment more clearly- *He turned to look at you and then tried to use his quirk against me, apparently as retaliation. His fist turned black and solid like a rock. I remember I was about to close my eyes, expecting to take the hit, but... that never happened* -.

- *At the last second, I wrapped my arms around her and tried to protect her somehow* - explained Izuku, with a slight smile as his classmates listened, amazed- *I didn't know what else to do, I just thought that maybe, if I got in the way, he wouldn't hit her as hard* -.

Momo nodded, looking at Izuku with a mix of gratitude and admiration in her eyes.

- *That was the moment I thought I was going to die. I couldn't understand why someone I didn't know was protecting me like that. He was a kid, just as small as me, but he was willing to take a hit that could have been fatal* -.

- *And what happened next?* - asked Ochaco, with her hands clasped, completely immersed in the story.

- *That's when Mr. Aguilar intervened and subdued the villain* - said Momo - *But as soon as I turned, I saw Izuku on the ground, unconscious, coughing up blood. The blow he took wasn't small... but he was still smiling, as if the pain didn't matter* -.

Izuku laughed nervously.

- *I was just happy you weren't hurt. That's all I thought before I passed out* -.

- *Wow...* - said Kirishima, with a look full of respect - *That's having the true spirit of a hero, man* -.

Izuku shrugged, unsure how to respond, while Momo continued the story.

- *That was the last time I saw him for a long time* - she said, with a melancholic expression- *But what he did left a mark on me. I always remembered him as the boy who saved me, the one who wasn't afraid to face someone stronger just to protect me* -.

- *And that's how we ended up keeping in touch through video calls and messages over time* - added Izuku, looking at Momo with a smile of complicity- *We didn't know much about each other, but it always felt like we were connected in some way* -.

After spending some time on the terrace sharing stories and laughing, Izuku suggested with a smile:

- *How about I show you the gym?* -.

The guys responded with enthusiasm, excited to see the training facilities they had heard so much about.

- *Sure! You've had us curious all day* - commented Kirishima, rubbing his hands- *Let's see if we can get some serious training in there!* -.

Izuku led them to the gym, which was located on the other side of the house, in a more private area. From the outside, the glass and metal structure gave it a futuristic, elegant, and imposing look.

- *Here it is* - said Izuku, opening the automatic doors as everyone followed him. The first impression left everyone speechless: inside the gym were various specialized training areas, from weights and cardio stations to an area with different types of combat dummies and a quirk practice simulation space.

- *This is... amazing* - murmured Iida, adjusting his glasses, fascinated by the state-of-the-art technology that adorned the place.

- *Izuku, is all this yours?* - asked Mina, looking around every corner.

- *Yes, Monarch built these facilities so I could train in a safe environment* - responded Izuku- *Every piece of equipment and area is designed to withstand advanced quirk abilities, so you can try almost anything without fear of breaking anything... or at least try* -.

- *This is a thousand times better than any public gym or the one we have at school* - said Kirishima, impressed- *Can we use it?* -.

- *Of course* - smiled Izuku- *We have equipment for all levels here, so whatever you need, we can find it* -.

The guys started exploring and getting familiar with the different equipment. Momo approached the weights section, while Ochaco and Mina headed to the treadmills. Kirishima and Sero checked out the combat area, excited to test their skills.

- *What else do you have here?* - asked Jirou, looking around.

Izuku showed her the quirk training area, a spacious area with reinforced walls and high ceilings, ideal for any practice.

- *This is where I do my endurance and quirk control training* - explained Izuku- *Tanaka-San helps me sometimes, and some Monarch members also come by when I want to test advanced techniques* -.

- *Any volunteers to be my training partner?* - asked Kirishima, with a challenging smile as he looked at his classmates.

- *Count me in!* - responded Sero.

The small crowd dispersed, each trying out different equipment and exploring at their own pace. Izuku watched them with satisfaction, happy to share such an important place with them.

- *So... who's up for some serious training?* - he asked, extending his hand to activate the advanced simulation system.

- *Me!* - said Kirishima, raising his hand enthusiastically- *Don't tell me you have a combat simulator!* -.

- *I told you this gym has everything* - said Izuku with a smile.

He activated the system, and everyone watched in awe as the simulation area transformed to create an advanced training environment. The guys started moving with energy, testing their quirks and abilities.

In the end, between laughter and sweat, they had immersed themselves in a day of training that would motivate them even more in their goal of becoming heroes.

The sun was just beginning to set when Izuku, Momo, Kirishima, Mina, Iida, Ochaco, and Tsuyu decided to dedicate the afternoon to an intense training session in Izuku's gym. The students, excited to take advantage of the facilities, gathered in the advanced simulation area, where Izuku divided them into pairs to maximize their skills in combat, endurance, and quirk control.

- *Alright, guys, today we'll have a varied training session* - announced Izuku as everyone formed a semicircle around him- *First, we'll work on endurance exercises, then we'll practice quirk control in simulated scenarios. Finally, we'll do a combat circuit in pairs* -.

The first part began with a series of warm-up exercises: stretches, jumps, and sets of sit-ups and push-ups to prepare the muscles and joints. Once everyone was ready, Izuku led them to the endurance area, where there were weights, cardio stations, and specialized equipment for quirks.

Izuku divided the group into three teams. Mina and Iida would focus on the weights and cardio section, Ochaco and Tsuyu would practice their gravity manipulation and agility skills on an obstacle course, while Momo and Kirishima would train pure strength on the weightlifting platforms and muscle endurance.

Mina and Iida started on the cardio machines, where each applied their quirk in innovative ways. Mina, controlling the secretion of her acid, used it in minimal levels to avoid slipping while increasing the speed on the treadmill. Iida, on the other hand, used his quirk in "moderate speed" mode, synchronizing the treadmill's resistance with the effort of his engines to maximize his endurance.

- *Mina, be careful with that acid!* - warned Iida, surprised to see Mina controlling her ability even at speed - *It's impressive that you can handle it with such precision* -.

- *Thanks! It's all about finding the right balance* - responded Mina, smiling as she increased the pace.

Meanwhile, on the obstacle course, Ochaco and Tsuyu moved quickly. Ochaco applied her gravity quirk to the obstacle blocks, slightly lifting them to clear the path for Tsuyu, who used her tongue to propel herself and maintain balance on the elevated platforms.

- *It's like a coordination game!* - said Ochaco, amused, as she adjusted the weight of the obstacles to challenge Tsuyu even more.

- *Ribbit! You're making this too easy!* - responded Tsuyu, with a smile- *Let's make it more interesting!* -.

Both girls increased the difficulty, testing new combinations between their quirks and moving with impeccable coordination.

In another part of the gym, Kirishima and Momo focused on weightlifting and muscle endurance. Kirishima pushed his limits on the lifting bars while Momo, using her creation quirk, materialized weights with different levels of density.

- *Kirishima, try lifting these!* - said Momo, handing him a weight that looked light but had an unusually high density.

- *Awesome! Now that's a real challenge!* - exclaimed Kirishima, concentrating to activate his quirk and increase his muscle resistance.

After the endurance training, Izuku guided everyone to the simulation area. He activated the system, which transformed the space into a training field similar to an urban zone, with structures, walls, and moving obstacles.

- *Here we'll train quirk control in real-life situations. Use your surroundings and work as a team to handle the challenges. I'll guide you from here* - announced Izuku, as he observed them from a control panel.

The simulation began with a scenario where they had to dodge thrown objects and take cover behind structures. Tsuyu, using her tongue, helped her classmates dodge, while Ochaco reduced the gravity of some objects so they wouldn't hit as hard. Momo and Kirishima, strategically positioned behind the structures, intercepted objects to create protective shields.

Izuku watched with satisfaction as his classmates coordinated their abilities and reacted quickly to each change in the simulation.

- *Great job, guys! Keep that coordination and keep adjusting your quirks to the environment* - he instructed through the speaker.

Finally, the session concluded with paired combat to improve each student's combat skills. The matchups were planned strategically: Izuku and Iida would form a team, while Ochaco and Kirishima would face Mina and Momo.

The first match was between Izuku and Iida's team. Both used their quirks to close the distance and corner their opponents. Iida used his speed to circle around his opponent and confuse them, while Izuku used his shadows to create visual distractions, blocking attacks directed at them.

- *Amazing, Izuku! We're cornering them!* - shouted Iida, as he moved agilely.

- *Don't let your guard down!* - reminded Izuku, as he coordinated each movement to maximize their advantage.

In the next match, Ochaco and Kirishima faced Mina and Momo. Mina, with her acid, and Momo, creating defensive barriers, worked like a perfectly synchronized machine. However, Kirishima blocked the attacks with his resistance, allowing Ochaco to use her quirk to destabilize her opponents by reducing the gravity around them.

At the end, everyone gathered again, exhausted but satisfied.

- *Today was an incredible session!* - commented Kirishima, giving Izuku a pat on the back- *Thanks for letting us train here. I don't think we could have achieved something like this anywhere else* -.

- *It's true!* - added Ochaco- *And we've all learned a lot working together* -.

Izuku smiled and nodded - *It's always a pleasure to train with you. We learn so much by working as a team. This is just the beginning, so expect the level to rise in the next sessions* -.

As the afternoon faded and the sun began to set, Izuku's group of friends decided to head home. They said goodbye to their host with jokes and thanks for the intense training session and the time of camaraderie. Kirishima and Ochaco were the first to leave, followed by Iida, Tsuyu, Mina, and the rest, all promising to return soon.

However, when the last of his classmates crossed the door, Momo stayed at the entrance, watching them leave. Izuku noticed she hadn't followed the others and approached her, somewhat surprised.

- *Aren't you going with them, Momo?* - asked Izuku, curious.

Momo smiled and shook her head.

- *I wanted to stay a bit longer. If you don't mind, of course* - she responded with a soft smile.

Izuku, somewhat surprised, nodded immediately.

- *Of course, Momo, you're welcome to stay as long as you like. Would you like to stay on the terrace? The view is great at this time of day* - he suggested, pointing the way to the terrace with a view of the sea.

The two headed there, and soon they were standing by the railing, watching the waves gently break against the shore. The sea breeze, fresh and soothing, enveloped the atmosphere, and the silence between them was comforting, almost natural.

- *Today was fun* - Momo finally said, looking at the horizon- *I'm glad to see how we've all come together, and... well, I don't know, but I feel different, like everything we've dreamed of is starting to come true* -.

Izuku nodded, not taking his eyes off the sea - *You're right. All of this makes me feel like everything we've done so far has been worth it. Training with all of you, knowing we support each other... It's something incredible* - he responded, with a sincere smile.

There was a moment of silence, and Momo took advantage of the pause to turn toward him.

- *Izuku, there's something I've wanted to tell you for a while. Since that first day we met... Since then, I've felt that... well, you've been a big influence on me* -.

Izuku fell silent, surprised, and Momo stepped a bit closer, letting her words convey what she didn't dare say outright.

- *You've always been someone I can trust. Sometimes I feel like... I don't know, that despite everything we've been through, nothing has really changed between us* -.

Izuku looked at her, somewhat amazed, and noticed a warmth in her gaze that he had rarely seen before. Gently, he intertwined his hand with Momo's, responding to the gesture.

- *Momo, you're special to me too. All this time, you've always been someone I can rely on. Thank you... for staying a bit longer* - he said, not taking his eyes off her.

Both stayed there, on the terrace, with the sun setting over the ocean, letting the moment speak for them.

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As the sun began to set on the horizon, painting the sky with warm shades of orange and purple, Himiko Toga walked alone down a quiet street. Her demeanor, usually carefree and cheerful, reflected some tension as she mentally revisited the encounter she had with Izuku just a few days ago. She remembered his calmness, the kindness in his words, his willingness to understand her instead of judging her... a strange sense of tranquility washed over her, one she hadn't experienced with anyone else.

Suddenly, the sound of her phone snapped her out of her thoughts. The screen showed the name Giran, the informant she occasionally worked with. Himiko answered, curious, bringing the phone to her ear.

- *Yes?* - she said lightly, though her tone reflected a hint of impatience.

- *Toga, we need to meet. There's something important to discuss* - responded Giran's raspy voice on the other end of the line, getting straight to the point.

- *What's so important?* - asked Himiko, raising an eyebrow. Though Giran was reliable and usually reserved, he never contacted her unless he had something serious to communicate.

- *Trust me, this is something you'll want to hear. I can give you a location to meet* - Giran sounded insistently serious, which made Toga pay even more attention.

- *Alright, tell me where* - she finally agreed, not hiding her interest.

Giran gave her a location far from the city center, in an abandoned building near the port, where there was little activity at that time of day. Without saying anything more, Himiko hung up and started heading toward the address he had given her, her thoughts swirling around the possible reason for the meeting.

She walked several blocks, avoiding the main avenues and staying in the shadows of the buildings. Despite her usual carefree demeanor, she was alert to any unusual movement or sound. Adrenaline began to bubble inside her, though she tried to stay calm, wanting to project confidence upon arrival.

Finally, after a few minutes, she arrived at the designated location. The abandoned building was a gloomy, decaying place, with broken windows and graffiti-covered walls. The atmosphere of decay felt oddly comforting to her; the smell of rusted metal and the echo of her footsteps as she entered reminded her of her place in the dark corners of society, and that made her feel at home.

She walked down a long, dark hallway until she reached a room with only a couple of small lamps. Giran was there, waiting, sitting in an old chair that looked like it could break at any moment. Upon seeing her, he gave a slight smile, though his expression remained serious, which Toga noticed immediately.

- *You don't waste time, do you?* - said Toga, plopping down in a chair across from him.

- *No time for small talk, Toga. There are movements you need to know about* - Giran lit a cigarette and exhaled slowly before looking at her intently- *What I'm about to tell you could change a lot for you, but I need to know if you're ready to hear it* -.

- *The reason I called you today is that there's something big in the works* - began Giran, calmly lighting a cigarette while observing her reaction- *You may have heard rumors of a new group that wants to bring about a... radical change in the world of heroes. They're called the League of Villains* -.

Himiko's eyes sparkled with curiosity as Giran continued.

- *The League isn't just any group of criminals* - he went on, with a serious look - *Their goal is to make a public statement, a show of force that no one will be able to ignore. They're planning a direct attack on U.A., the premier hero training school in Japan. If they achieve the impact they're hoping for, they won't just become the number one enemy of heroes, but they'll shake the foundations of society* -.

The information hit Himiko like a bolt of lightning. She knew of U.A. only by reputation, an untouchable institution where future heroes were trained. The idea of attacking such a place seemed risky and completely insane, which made her lips curl into a smile.

- *An attack on U.A., huh? Sounds fun* - she commented, though she didn't hide the caution in her words - *What does the League want from me?* -.

Giran nodded, as if expecting that response.

- *They need people willing to fight without fear and cause the necessary chaos to achieve their goal. They believe you could be one of the leaders in this attack. Your quirk is... unique, and you could destabilize any of those future heroes in combat* -.

- *And I would lead this attack?* - asked Toga, narrowing her eyes, evaluating the proposal more carefully than Giran had anticipated.

- *That's right. The League wants people with initiative, someone who isn't afraid to make themselves known. Your peculiar style and your willingness to do what others wouldn't make you a perfect candidate* - responded Giran, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction as he saw the spark of interest in Toga- *The attack is designed to test the hero students, and unprecedented chaos could be an opportunity for whoever's in charge* -.

Himiko fell silent, her thoughts racing between the excitement she felt at the idea of destruction and the fame she could gain, and the seriousness of the act itself. It was an opportunity to gain recognition, to face directly those who had judged her since she was a child. The League offered her more than just a goal; it gave her the chance to be part of something much bigger.

- *What would I gain by joining?* - she asked, though the question was more of a formality than genuine interest.

Giran smiled, letting a puff of smoke escape his lips before responding.

- *You'd gain power, fame, and, above all, a platform to show the world who you really are. In the League, you wouldn't have to hide your abilities or your... lifestyle* - he said, looking at her with a mix of seriousness and complicity- *You'd be free to be yourself, without anyone judging you or trying to stop you* -.

Himiko could hardly contain the excitement in her expression. In the League of Villains, no one would see her as strange or dangerous, but as an equal, someone capable of unleashing chaos alongside them.

- *Let me think about it, Giran. This isn't a decision I'll make lightly* - she said, though she was already considering accepting the offer.

Giran nodded, putting out his cigarette in a rusty can beside him.

- *Take the time you need, but don't take too long. The League needs to know if they can count on you for this mission soon* -.

With those words, Giran stood up and headed for the door, giving Himiko one last look before leaving. The door creaked shut, leaving her alone in the dark building. She stood there for a few minutes, her thoughts tangled in her mind, mixing excitement with the seriousness of what her decision would entail.

Finally, with a mischievous smile on her face, Toga whispered to herself.

- *An attack on U.A... This could be very, very interesting* -.

Himiko Toga smiled, her thoughts spinning rapidly as she considered all the implications of the League of Villains' offer. The idea of causing chaos at U.A. excited her, but also, in a corner of her mind, the image of someone she had come to consider an ally... Izuku.

Since that incident in the alley, when Izuku had offered her help instead of judging or rejecting her, she had started to see him as someone different from the rest. On more than one occasion, Izuku had shown her something no one else had tried to give her: understanding. And now, she had the opportunity to return the favor.

- *"If I give him this information... I could prevent something big"* - she thought, biting her lip slightly, torn between her desire for chaos and the loyalty that was beginning to develop toward Izuku.

The smile on her face faded for a moment. Though the League of Villains' offer was tempting, the idea of seeing him disappointed or caught in the middle of her destruction didn't sit well with her at all. For Toga, it was a complicated dilemma. She wanted to have fun and continue being the free and chaotic person she had always been, but with Izuku, everything was starting to look different.

- *"If I get involved in this, what would he say if he found out?"* - she thought, feeling a spark of doubt.

Finally, she made a decision. Looking at the reddening sky at sunset, Toga decided that, before fully committing to the League of Villains, she would talk to Izuku. She didn't know exactly how she would do it, but she was determined to find out how he would react to the idea of this attack. With that resolution, Toga gave a soft smile, feeling the excitement and curiosity envelop her.

- *"This... could be interesting after all"* - she murmured to herself, before disappearing into the shadows, ready to find a way to approach Izuku without raising suspicions.

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That night, the sun began to set on the horizon, painting the sky with warm shades of red and orange. On Dagobah Beach, the sea breeze felt refreshing, and on the terrace of his house, Izuku and Momo chatted, enjoying each other's company after an afternoon filled with anecdotes and memories.

Izuku looked at the ocean, still enjoying their time together when, suddenly, a movement in the shadows made him frown. Momo also noticed someone's presence. They looked at each other, and in an instant, Izuku took a defensive stance.

- *Who's there?* - he asked, cautiously moving toward the shadow.

From the darkness, a figure approached. Her slender silhouette and messy blonde hair soon became visible under the terrace light. It was Himiko Toga. Izuku felt a mix of surprise and alertness upon seeing her; he had made it clear that she could always seek him out if she needed help, but the unexpected visit was a surprise for him and Momo.

- *Toga?* - he asked, narrowing his eyes. He noticed she looked tired, her eyes darker than usual and her expression restless.

- *Izuku!* - she exclaimed in her usual tone, though with an unusual touch of seriousness- *I know you didn't expect to see me here, but... I needed to talk to you. It's important* -.

Momo, upon hearing Toga's serious tone, looked at her with some caution. She still didn't know who this girl was or why she seemed so confident with Izuku. However, the look of concern on Izuku's face made her decide to wait and listen. Izuku exchanged a quick glance with Momo before nodding to Toga, inviting her to sit.

- *Tell me what's going on, Toga, why have you come?* - asked Izuku, his voice filled with curiosity and a bit of concern.

Toga settled in, looking at both of them as she tried to organize her thoughts. Despite the trust Izuku had shown her, she knew Momo didn't know her story, so she took a deep breath before beginning.

- *The truth is, I've gotten myself into a mess... bigger than I thought* - admitted Toga, rubbing her hands nervously- *I've been contacted by people... An informant told me there's a group called the League of Villains* -.

Izuku and Momo exchanged a surprised glance. Both had heard of the League of Villains in conversations, but it hadn't been on their radar of concerns, at least not until now.

- *The League of Villains...* - repeated Izuku, processing what Toga had said.

- *Yes. They want to atta... well, they're planning an attack on U.A.* - Toga blurted out, looking Izuku directly in the eyes. She knew this news would be a blow, but she felt she had to be honest- *That's why I'm here. You... you were kind to me, you helped me, and now I feel it's my turn to help you* -.

Momo absorbed the information, still not fully understanding the relationship between Izuku and Toga but understanding the gravity of what Toga had revealed.

- *Izuku* - said Momo, her voice restrained- *can you tell me how you know this girl?* -.

Izuku sighed. He knew he had to tell Momo what had happened. He decided that, given the danger looming over U.A., it was best to be honest.

- *We met in a rather... peculiar situation* - he began, his tone calm but firm- *A while ago, I found Toga in an alley. She was... well, going through a tough time, and I decided to help her* -.

Izuku explained how he had discovered Toga's strange Quirk and her unique needs, and how that had put her in a difficult situation with her surroundings. He told her how he had tried to support her and help her channel her desires in a less destructive way.

- *Izuku was the only one who didn't judge me...* - murmured Toga, looking at her own hands- *No one had ever looked at me with so much understanding before. That's why I came here, because I want to return the favor. I don't have anyone else I can trust with this* -.

Momo listened attentively. It wasn't easy for her to understand how someone like Toga, with that reputation, could be connected to Izuku, but seeing the intensity in both their eyes, she decided to trust.

- *Thank you for telling us, Toga* - said Momo softly- *This is more serious than we thought. An attack on U.A. could have terrible consequences for everyone, and we can't let it happen* -.

Izuku nodded, his mind already working on possible solutions. However, something in her words reminded him of what had happened at U.A.'s entrance, when they had found the main gate destroyed. Izuku and Momo exchanged a meaningful glance. Everything was starting to make sense.

- *The gate... at U.A.* - murmured Izuku, his voice barely a whisper- *Now it makes sense. Maybe that was their way of analyzing the school's security* -.

- *The gate?* - asked Toga, not understanding.

- *Recently, someone destroyed U.A.'s main gate. We thought it was mere vandalism, but it seems it could be part of a larger plan to attack the school* - explained Momo, recalling the chaos that the broken gate had caused.

Izuku leaned forward, looking at Toga with an intensity that made her stay completely still.

- *Toga, do you have any idea how or when they plan to attack?* - he asked.

- *I don't have all the details, but... I heard something about an upcoming training session. They said it would be at a special location, a training facility outside the school* -.

Izuku and Momo shared an alarmed look. They knew there were training sessions planned at external locations, and this confirmed their fears.

- *That must be the USJ* - said Momo, her eyes reflecting the concern they both felt- *It's U.A.'s disaster simulation center. If they attack there, they'd put all the students in danger* -.

- *Toga* - said Izuku, his tone serious- *I need you to tell me anything you hear or discover about the League of Villains. I know this is asking a lot, but if we're prepared, we can stop them and protect everyone at U.A.* -.

Toga nodded, her gaze fixed on Izuku's. She had come here intending to warn them, but now she felt she had a more important role in all of this.

- *Izuku... if I do this, if I help you... do you think I could have a normal life someday?* - asked Toga, her voice filled with fearful hope.

Izuku smiled at her, a genuine smile she had come to value.

- *There's always hope, Toga. If you do this, you'll be protecting innocent people, you'll be helping to prevent chaos from breaking out. And that... well, that already makes you someone extraordinary* -.

Toga returned the smile, though more timidly. She felt a warmth in her chest she didn't recognize, a mix of gratitude and something else she couldn't quite decipher.

- *I'll do it, then. Anything I find out, you'll be the first to know* - she promised.

Izuku nodded, relieved to have this advantage. Momo looked at him, impressed by how Izuku could see the good even in someone like Toga.

They spent a while in silence, each lost in their own thoughts about what this new threat meant. Though Toga would remain vigilant and try to gather information about the League, Izuku and Momo knew they had to prepare. The attack on the USJ was no longer a possibility; it was a certainty.

After a while, Toga said her goodbyes, leaving Izuku and Momo on the terrace, watching the beach with concern etched on their faces. As the sound of the waves filled the air, both understood that U.A. and their lives were about to face a threat they had never imagined.

Izuku sighed deeply, slowly pulling out his phone and looking at Momo, who watched him with an expression of concern and determination. Both knew the situation was becoming more dangerous than any of them had anticipated.

- *Momo...* - began Izuku, in a softer tone- *If you want to go home, I really wouldn't judge you. This... is too complicated, and though I really value your support, I understand if you'd rather not get involved in this* -.

Momo looked at him, and for a second, Izuku thought she might consider it. But instead, Momo clasped her hands, furrowed her brow, and responded firmly:

- *Izuku, I'm here because I want to be. I've already made my decision, and I'll stand by it, no matter how difficult it is. If we're facing something dangerous, I'd rather face it with you than stay safe at home, ignorant of what's happening. This doesn't just affect you, it affects all of us. If it's about U.A., then we're all in this together* -.

Izuku held her gaze and nodded with gratitude. Knowing Momo was by his side gave him strength and a certainty he had rarely experienced. She was one of the people he trusted most, and that conviction reminded him he wasn't alone. Taking a deep breath, Izuku began dialing Nezu's number, who, despite being U.A.'s principal, was also connected to the city's authorities.

The phone rang a couple of times before Nezu answered with his usual friendly tone:

- *Izuku Midoriya! Good evening, how are you? What can I do for you?* - said Nezu, his tone friendly but curious about receiving a call from the student at this hour.

Izuku kept his voice calm, though his thoughts were racing. He needed to convey the seriousness of the situation without causing too much alarm.

- *Mr. Nezu* - he began - *I'm sorry to call you at this hour, but I think it's urgent. I've just received information about a possible threat to U.A., specifically about a planned attack on our facilities, and I'm afraid it's not something minor* -.

Nezu's tone shifted subtly, noticing the urgency in Izuku's voice.

- *I see, Izuku* - he responded, with a calm that only an experienced principal like him could maintain - *This is something that requires a more private and secure conversation. Let's do this: we'll meet, but not at U.A. It'll be at a police station, where the police can also be aware. Let me arrange it, and I'll let you know in a few minutes where we'll meet* -.

Izuku nodded, even though Nezu couldn't see him, grateful for how quickly the principal was taking action. Despite his friendly appearance, Nezu was someone who never underestimated dangers and was always ready to act.

- *Thank you, Mr. Nezu. I'll be waiting for the location* - said Izuku, keeping his tone serious and firm.

He hung up and turned to Momo, who was looking at him with a mix of concern and support.

- *Nezu is already organizing a meeting with the police* - explained Izuku- *It'll be at a police station, so they'll also be aware. Now we just have to wait for him to give us the location* -.

Momo nodded, and for a few seconds, both were silent, the atmosphere heavy with the tension of what they had just discovered. Izuku was used to pressure, but knowing something so dangerous was at stake made him feel a different weight on his chest. He felt the responsibility not only to protect his friends and classmates but also to ensure the integrity of U.A., the place that was allowing him to become the hero he had always dreamed of being.

As they waited for Nezu's response, Momo approached and gave him a gentle pat on the shoulder.

- *Whatever it is, Izuku, we'll face it together. You're not alone in this, okay?* - she said softly but firmly.

Izuku gave her a grateful smile. Just then, his phone vibrated, indicating a message from Nezu. He quickly read the instructions: the meeting would be at the Central Police Station in Musutafu in less than half an hour.

- *It's at the Central Police Station* - informed Izuku, showing Momo the message- *It seems Nezu will also be coming personally. I wouldn't expect less from him* -.

Both grabbed their things and headed to the police station. The atmosphere in the car was heavy with silence, but it was a silence that carried determination and strength. Both knew that this night would be crucial in what was to come.

When they arrived at the police station, they noticed a group of officers waiting, along with Nezu himself, who greeted them with a reassuring smile but with eyes full of seriousness.

- *Izuku, Momo* - greeted Nezu- *Thank you for coming. I understand this is something delicate. Let's go inside* -.

The meeting was about to begin. Izuku felt the pieces of the puzzle starting to align, and though the future seemed uncertain, he was determined to do everything in his power to face whatever was necessary.

Upon entering the meeting room, Izuku and Momo found themselves facing a select group of figures. There were the heroes Vlad King, Eraser-Head, and All Might, as well as Inspector Tsukauchi. On a screen in the background, connected via a secure line, was also Kenji Tsugaramae, the Head of the Hero Public Safety Commission. Everyone looked at Izuku and Momo with expressions of expectation and seriousness.

Nezu positioned himself at the center of the room, and his small stature contrasted with the authority he projected. Looking up at Izuku and Momo, he invited them to sit, indicating that the meeting was about to begin.

- *Thank you all for being here, and I apologize for the urgency of this meeting* - began Nezu, addressing everyone present- *However, given the gravity of the situation, it was necessary to act quickly* - Nezu took a deep breath, adopting a somber tone- *Tonight, thanks to the intervention of Izuku and his classmate Momo, we've received a warning about a potential threat directed at U.A. The details of this threat are still unclear, but I want everyone to understand that we cannot take any of this lightly* -.

Eraser-Head crossed his arms and leaned forward, his expression, more serious than usual, indicating he wouldn't take anything he heard lightly. Vlad King looked at the students with a mix of admiration and concern, while All Might remained in his hero form, but with a look that showed every word Nezu said resonated with him.

Nezu continued with the presentation.

- *What we know so far is that the threat comes from an organization known as the League of Villains. This group seems to be seeking to infiltrate U.A. to, at least according to our initial conjectures, attack during a training activity, specifically the upcoming exercise at the USJ* -.

All Might nodded slowly, his jaw clenched as he listened to the information. From the other side of the screen, Tsugaramae, the head of the Commission, added:

- *The League of Villains is a group we've heard rumors about for months, but their structure, power, and specific intentions have been difficult to track. We've heard they're recruiting people of all kinds to bolster their ranks, and if they intend to attack an institution like U.A., we must assume they've managed to organize. This isn't the kind of threat we can ignore* -.

Tsukauchi, always meticulous in his analysis, looked at Izuku and Momo with respect and curiosity before asking.

- *Midoriya, Yaoyorozu... I know you've been through a complicated situation, and both of you have shown you're capable of staying firm under pressure. If you can, we'd like to hear in your own words how you obtained this information* -.

Izuku nodded and briefly glanced at Momo, seeking a moment of approval and support before speaking. He cleared his throat and began to recount what had happened:

- *Tonight, someone I trust approached me with information about the League of Villains. At first, I thought it might be a rumor or something that might not be important. However, I soon realized the threat was real* - Izuku took a breath, remembering how the information had hit him the night before- *According to what I was told, the League of Villains intends to attack U.A., and specifically to cause harm during one of our training sessions* -.

As he spoke, Momo nodded, accompanying his words with a gesture of support.

- *Momo and I discussed the possibilities and, with her help, decided the best course of action was to inform Nezu and the police directly, as this is clearly not something we can handle on our own* - added Izuku.

Kenji Tsugaramae watched attentively, his eyes narrowed. His experience made him particularly sharp at detecting details in testimonies.

- *Who exactly was the person who gave you this information, Midoriya?* - he asked, his tone not accusatory but with a hint of professional skepticism.

Izuku hesitated for a moment, not wanting to mention Toga directly.

- *It's someone who's on the edge between both worlds* - he finally responded- *I don't want to reveal their identity, for security reasons. This person is someone who... is in a complicated situation and preferred to remain anonymous, but was brave enough to warn us* -.

Vlad King nodded, showing his understanding of Izuku's decision to protect his informant. Eraser-Head maintained an impassive expression, but his gaze was completely fixed on Izuku, evaluating every word.

All Might broke the silence, his tone filled with concern.

- *If they're planning to attack U.A., this means they're willing to face not only the students but also the heroes and the infrastructure that protects it. Midoriya, Yaoyorozu, I understand this situation could have put you under a lot of pressure, but your quick action has been invaluable* -.

Nezu stepped forward to conclude his introduction:

- *Essentially, what we have before us is a direct threat to U.A., and as such, we cannot allow this to go unanswered. I want everyone here to be prepared for a possible attack. From now on, we must reinforce security, and I'll personally coordinate with the police and the Hero Public Safety Commission to ensure our defenses are impenetrable* -.

Kenji Tsugaramae, from the screen, nodded and added:

- *Given that the League of Villains is a group seeking to harm key institutions like U.A., I'll support in any way necessary. We'll send a surveillance team immediately to secure the areas near the training locations, and we'll maintain open lines of communication with you* -.

Tsukauchi nodded, looking at Nezu and then at the others:

- *From now on, surveillance on the U.A. campus and its surroundings will be a priority* - Then, he looked at Izuku and Momo- *Midoriya, Yaoyorozu, what you've done has been very brave. The fact that you reported this threat in time will allow us to take the necessary measures* -.

Nezu looked at both students with an air of appreciation and seriousness.

- *From this moment on, both of you must keep this confidential. You must not share this information with other classmates, as it could create panic or lead someone to act recklessly. I trust you'll act prudently and continue your education without letting this affect you negatively* -.

Izuku and Momo nodded, understanding the responsibility of maintaining confidentiality. They knew their classmates would be in danger if this got out of control, and they had to trust that the heroes and U.A.'s authorities would handle the situation.

Finally, Nezu raised his hand, concluding the meeting:

- *From today, everyone here will be alert to any changes or signs of hostile activity. U.A. is a symbol of hope, and we won't allow it to become an easy target. We'll prepare for any contingency and respond accordingly* -.

The meeting dissolved in silence, with each of the heroes and officers taking their positions and mentally preparing for what was to come. As Izuku and Momo headed to the exit, they felt the weight of responsibility on their shoulders, knowing they were about to face a challenge that would change the fate of U.A.

As they left the meeting at the police station, the night felt particularly silent, as if the world was holding its breath after the revelations they had just heard. The city lights flickered in the distance, and the cool evening air began to envelop the streets. Izuku stopped for a moment, looking at Momo before speaking.

- *It's been a heavy night...* - he said, his tone soft as he searched for his words- *Momo, if you want, I can take you home. It's late, and... after everything we've just heard, I'd feel better knowing you got home safely* -.

Momo smiled, grateful for the gesture. Izuku's concern always touched her, and after the tension of the meeting, the idea of having his company a little longer comforted her.

- *Thank you, Izuku. I really appreciate you wanting to accompany me* - she responded calmly, looking him in the eyes before they walked together toward the exit.

Outside, they found Tanaka-san, who had been patiently waiting. With a slight nod, Izuku explained his intention to take Momo home. Tanaka-san nodded and prepared the car, opening the door for them with a slight respectful bow.

During the ride, the atmosphere in the car was calm, almost solemn. Izuku and Momo were silent, but it wasn't an uncomfortable silence; instead, it was a moment to process everything they had heard and to speak without needing words. The city lights passed by as they headed to Momo's house, and every now and then, Izuku glanced at her, noticing how the seriousness on her face showed how much she was also reflecting.

Finally, when they were just a few blocks from her destination, Izuku broke the silence.

- *Momo... how are you feeling about all this? I know it's a lot of responsibility and...* - he paused, trying to find the right words- *I just want to make sure you're okay* -.

Momo sighed and looked at him with a slight smile, though the worry was evident in her eyes.

- *Honestly, I'm... a bit overwhelmed* - she admitted, clasping her hands on her lap- *It's a lot of information to take in, and knowing all my classmates could be in danger and that I can't tell them... But, at the same time, I trust we're doing the right thing. And I think having you by my side in this... helps a lot, Izuku. I don't know if I could carry this burden without someone like you* -.

Izuku nodded, a small smile appearing on his lips. Momo's words gave him a strange sense of calm, a reminder that he wasn't alone in this task and that there were people he could trust.

- *I feel the same way, Momo. Knowing you're here makes this... less difficult. Thank you for trusting me* -.

The car finally stopped in front of the Yaoyorozu residence, and Tanaka-san stepped out to open the door for them. Momo said goodbye to him with a grateful nod and then turned to look at Izuku one last time before entering.

- *Thank you, Izuku. For everything. Get some rest, okay?* - she said softly, placing a hand on his shoulder and smiling affectionately before heading to the entrance.

Izuku watched her until the door closed behind her, and only then did he let out the sigh he had been holding in. There was a lot at stake and many important decisions to make, but that night, knowing he wasn't alone gave him strength for whatever was to come.

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The dark alley of Musutafu was a familiar place for Aizawa, but not by choice. He walked with firm steps, his cold and calculating gaze fixed on his target: a clandestine meeting point where low-level villains often gathered. The information provided by Izuku and Momo about the attack on the USJ deeply troubled him. If it was true, the consequences would be devastating, and Aizawa wasn't one to leave loose ends.

He arrived at a rusted metal door. With a sharp knock, he pushed it open and entered a dimly lit room, illuminated by flickering lights. The soft music from a radio barely audible stopped as the figures in the room saw him enter. Silence fell like a heavy blanket.

The villains looked at each other, some instinctively retreating into the shadows. But Aizawa didn't give them a chance to escape. He activated his quirk, his gaze paralyzing them.

- *No small talk* - he declared in a low but threatening voice- *Talk. What do you know about the recent movements of the League of Villains?* -.

The group remained silent, but a nervous-looking man, known in the underworld as Rogue, slowly raised his hands. His body trembled as he felt the intensity of Aizawa's eyes.

- *E-Eraser Head... I don't want trouble. But... yeah, I've heard something* - he stammered, trying to stay calm.

Aizawa took a step toward him, just enough to increase the tension in the room.

- *Talk. Everything you know* - he ordered, his tone leaving no room for objections.

Rogue swallowed. His gaze shifted to the others, but no one seemed willing to intervene.

- *Shigaraki... I've heard that name... he's organizing something big* - he began, his voice barely a whisper- *He's recruiting desperate villains, offering power and protection. They want to attack something related to heroes, something important* -.

Aizawa raised an eyebrow.

- *Who is this Shigaraki?* -.

Silence fell again in the room. Rogue looked at the other villains, hoping for some response, but finally shook his head.

- *I don't know. No one seems to know him directly. He's just a name that floats around, but he seems important... someone scary* - he finally said.

Aizawa pressed his lips together, processing the information. The mention of an unknown name only complicated things.

- *Keep talking* - he demanded.

- *I heard they're planning to attack a U.A. facility, a training location. I don't know the exact name, but they're preparing something big. They want to make the heroes falter... show they're not invincible* -.

- *And... I heard they have something new, something they've been preparing. They call it "Nomu"* -.

Aizawa narrowed his eyes, connecting the dots with what he already knew.

- *What about these "Nomus"?* -.

Rogue trembled at the question.

- *I don't know much... just that they're living weapons, something... something dangerous. They say they're made to destroy* -.

The hero took a step back, his gaze scanning the room.

- *If I find out you're lying or hiding something, I'll make sure it takes months for you to return to the streets* - he threatened, his voice icy.

The villains remained completely silent, quickly nodding at the threat. Satisfied with the fear he had instilled, Aizawa turned on his heel and left the place.

As he walked through the deserted streets of Musutafu, the information he had obtained echoed in his mind. The name Shigaraki was unknown, but it was clear he was someone dangerous and resourceful. The mentions of the "Nomus" and an attack on U.A. confirmed the initial fears, and his priority now was to inform Nezu.

Aizawa knew he couldn't ignore this threat. If something endangered his students, he would be ready to face it, but he also understood that the enemy was better prepared than they had anticipated.