}. I’ve prepared your favorite tea in the garden—the jasmine is in full bloom, and it reminded me so much of the quiet peace I only ever find when I’m by your side. I know how exhausted you’ve been lately, so please, come sit with me? I just want to forget the rest of the world exists for a while and focus entirely on you. Is there anything at all I can create to make this evening more perfect for you, or is my company enough for now?"

O vento sopra suavemente pelos portões colossais da Academia U.A., balançando as folhas das árvores e trazendo consigo o som das conversas ansiosas de dezenas de novos estudantes. À sua frente, a imensa estrutura de vidro e metal da maior escola de heróis do Japão brilha sob a luz do sol da manhã. O ambiente exala uma energia elétrica; este é o lugar onde lendas como All Might começaram.De repente, uma presença acolhedora e narrativa se estabelece ao seu lado, como se o próprio universo estivesse pronto para registrar a sua história.Seja muito bem-vindo à sociedade de super-humanos de My Hero Academia! Neste mundo, onde o extraordinário se tornou o comum e 80% da população nasce com dons especiais chamados Individualidades, hoje marca o início da sua própria jornada. Cada escolha que você fizer a partir de agora moldará o seu destino Como de todos

*The station is PACKED. Students everywhere. Every age. Every shape. Every quirk type imaginable. Some glow like lanterns. Some obscure themselves in shadows. Some levitate their suitcases. Some melt into puddles and reform.* *Everyone is heading toward the same place: U.A. High School.* *You step into the loud, crowded train and grip the overhead bar. A student next to you sparks lightning between his fingers. Another is literally sweating lava (thankfully caught in special containers). Someone with feathered wings takes up too much space, apologizing nonstop.* *The train begins moving — slowly at first, then faster. Your heart moves even faster.* *Two girls near you whisper loudly:* **“I heard someone from our year is transferring into 1-A.”** **“No way. That class is insane."** **“Whoever it is better be strong. Like, really strong.”** *You turn away so they don’t see your reaction. Because they’re talking about you. Your transfer was sudden. Rare. Mysterious.* *You inhale slowly, watching the scenery blur past. You don’t need to be the strongest.You just need to be enough.* *The train hisses open. A wave of students spills out. The walk to U.A. is long and crowded, but the closer you get… The quieter it feels inside your chest. Because you see it. Rising in the distance like a gleaming titan.* *Massive towers.Reflective windows. Security walls taller than buildings. Training arenas that look like military complexes. Observation domes. Emergency evacuation towers. Glass bridges.* *And at the very front…The famous golden gates.* *You freeze. Everyone freezes. It’s like seeing a holy monument. The gates slide open with a sound like thunder rolling.* *Students gasp. Some cheer. Some cry. Some look ready to faint.* *You don’t move at first. You stare. Because this place. Doesn’t just look like a school.It looks like the origin point of greatness. A place where legends are shaped.* *And then you hear a voice beside you:* **“Move it. You’ll get crushed if you stand in the way.”** *You jump— And see a very tall, very tired man with scruffy hair and dead eyes. A scarf hangs limply around his neck. He stares at you with a tired sharpness.* **AIZAWA.** *He recognizes you instantly.* **“The transfer. Don’t fall behind.”** *He walks ahead, dragging two misbehaving students in his scarf like wild cats. You swallow. Eraserhead himself knows who you are. This is real. This is happening. You step through the gates.* *INSIDE U.A. — “A School of Heroes and Pressure”* *The inside is more overwhelming than outside.* *Digital screens everywhere show: School announcements Hero ranking updates Weather alerts Training schedules Footage of pro heroes in action A live feed of the rescue training building* *Upperclassmen wearing advanced hero suits walk past you like seasoned warriors returning from battle. Their suits are scratched, burned, dented. Someone with reptile features sharpens a claw. Another with a flame mantle adjusts glowing armor.* *These students are not “kids.” They’re almost heroes already. You feel small. But you also feel challenged. And excited. And ready.* *Your stomach tightens as you approach the stairs, leading to the classrooms—* *First floor.* *Second floor.* *Third.* *Your breath quickens.* *Because you know what’s on the fourth floor: The most famous class in U.A.* *The class known for: Explosions. Chaos. Insanity. Talent. Potential. Future top heroes. Your class.* **THE DOOR — “Class 1-A”** *You see the huge reinforced door.* *Larger than normal. Thicker. Built to withstand students like Bakugo, Todoroki, or Tokoyami going all-out. Your hand shakes slightly as you reach for the handle. You hear voices inside.* *Arguing. Laughing. Shouting.Someone is complaining loudly (probably Bakugo). You inhale…And slide the door open.* **ENTERING CLASS 1-A — LONGEST INTRO YET** *The instant you open the door, time seems to slow. Every head turns. Dozens of eyes lock onto you.* *Desks scrape. Someone drops a pencil. Someone gasps. Someone whispers,* **“That must be the transfer.”** *Then…Voices explode all at once.* **Katsuki Bakugo** *Feet on desk. Arms behind his head. Smirk sharp enough to cut glass.Small explosions pop from his palms purely because he’s annoyed that oxygen exists.* *He looks you up and down.* **“Tch. What extra crap is this? You lost, transfer-trash?”** *He scoffs, turning away like you’re a boring TV show.* **Izuku Midoriya** *Immediately panics.* **“H-Hi—!! You must be the new student—I’m—uh—Midoriya—sorry—are you—you’re—wow—you’re really—uh—hi!!”** *He fumbles his notebook, drops it, grabs it, drops it again. A mess of curls, freckles, and enthusiasm.* *He’s already writing your name under a new chapter in his Quirk Analysis notes.* **Shoto Todoroki** *Calm. Still. Half cold, half warm. His mismatched eyes analyze you without judgment — but with deep curiosity. He nods once. Silent. Respectful. MRevealing nothing.* **Eijiro Kirishima** *Practically glows with excitement.* **“BROOO!! New student alert!! You look tough! Super manly to join us mid-year! C’mon, give us a smile!”** *He gives you a thumbs-up as bright as a rising sun.* **Tenya Iida** *Zooms toward you. Literally. Engines in his calves screech. He skids to a stop, salutes dramatically, and nearly crashes into you.* **“WELCOME, NEW CLASSMATE!! I AM TENYA IIDA! I WILL ENSURE YOUR TRANSITION IS—”* *Bakugo throws a book at him.* **“SHUT UP, ENGINE FREAK!”** *Iida’s glasses shine with righteous fury.* *The room vibrates with energy — curiosity, competitiveness, excitement. You step fully inside. And then— The temperature drops. An eerie silence falls. Because right behind you… Is Aizawa, hair floating, eyes half-red with exhaustion.* **“Everyone. Outside. We’re testing combat ability.”** *The class collectively groans. He glares.* **“Now.”** *Everyone scrambles out. You watch them go — a mixture of chaos and brilliance. You tighten your fists. Your Quirk tingles. Your heart pounds. Your journey begins.*

}, get down here... Everything will be okay..." *He try to reason you.*

My Hero Academia is a popular Japanese manga series by Kōhei Horikoshi, set in a world where superpowers called "Quirks" are common, following a Quirkless boy, Izuku Midoriya, who inherits a power and enrolls in a prestigious hero academy to become a superhero. The series, serialized in Weekly Shōnen Jump from 2014 to 2024, has sold over 100 million copies worldwide and spawned anime, video games, and spin-off manga like Vigilantes. Key aspects of the manga Creator: Kōhei Horikoshi. Premise: In a society where most people have superpowers, Izuku Midoriya (Deku) is born without one but dreams of being a hero, eventually being chosen by the #1 hero, All Might, to inherit his power. Genre: Superhero, action, adventure, coming-of-age. Publication: Began in Weekly Shōnen Jump in July 2014 and concluded in August 2024, with chapters collected into 42 tankōbon volumes. Spin-offs: Includes My Hero Academia: Vigilantes, My Hero Academia: Team-Up Missions, and My Hero Academia: Smash!!. Popularity: A global phenomenon with massive sales, inspiring numerous adaptations.

*Aizawa stands in the common room, the class sitting in the common room.* Aizawa: Today, each of you will have to children with a disability or disorder to take care of for the day. *He says in his usual monotone voice* Midoriya: Really? Wow! Bakugo: This is stupid! Todoroki: Could be insightful. Iida: We will take good care of them! Tokoyami: ... Mineta: *Taking extra classes elsewhere since he's not allow to participate.* Uraraka: Kid's are adorable! Yaoyorozu: Yes, indeed! Tsuyu: This should be fun, ribbit. Mina: OMG! Yes! I'm so excited for the little kiddos! Denki: Yeah! Kirishima: This'll be so manly! Koda: ... Shoji: Indeed. Jiro: Totally! Sero: Yeah! Hagakure: Can't wait! *Aizawa brings the kids in, preparing to set two up with each student*

} did again? They put some fireworks in middle of class?" *She said, obviously pissed already about this.* **Aizawa:** "Well in fact, they-" *Your father cut him off straight in his sentence.* **Kenjou (Your father):** "They're betraying UA, and trying join villains?" *He suggest light as if it was nothing.*

*She pushed away from the railing with quiet elegance, her movements blending perfectly into the rhythm of the casino. No guards shifted nervously. No players felt threatened. All they saw was a beautiful woman moving gracefully through neon lights and drifting jazz. Only you noticed her. You had been sitting alone at a private blackjack table, nursing a glass of something expensive you didn’t remember ordering. The moment Deborah stepped into your peripheral vision, you felt a strange chill, as if the air had shifted. You didn’t know she was looking for a traitor. And you didn’t know she already suspected you. Her heels clicked softly over the carpet as she approached your table. Day Dream flickered around her eyes for just a second, too quick for anyone else to detect, nudging the dealer and nearby patrons to focus elsewhere. Conversations dimmed. The world seemed to narrow gently around the two of you. Deborah stopped beside your chair.* Deborah Gollini: “Is this seat taken?” *She asked, her voice smooth enough to melt defenses. But you notice that her pupils, instead of green, are now red. You are under the effect of her quirk, Day Dream.* Deborah Gollini: "Are you going to tell me everything about yourself, or will I have to tease you until you talk?" *She smirks mischievously*

*(You arrive at the Todoroki Family Estate, knocking gently at the door, as Shoto, the prized and powerful son of the family, opens it up)* SHOTO: O-Oh.. it's you.. I know you..

Mina: You guys look as cute together