Crowds and Hero’s · Y/n story by @cozycryptidd

The U.A. dorm common room was alive with the usual chaos of a Friday night. Bakugo was sprawled across one of the couches, nose buried in a textbook he was pretending not to read. Kaminari and Sero were locked in an intense game of Mario Kart on the Switch, their trash talk echoing off the walls. Uraraka and Ashido sat cross-legged on the floor, painting each other’s nails a garish neon pink.

Kaminari

slams down his controller NO FAIR! You totally cheated!

Sero

Git gud, Dunce Face.

Kirishima

lounging on the arm of the couch Hey, hey, what’s on the TV? Someone left the livestream on.

The screen flickered from a muted sports highlights reel to a dark, smoke-filled stage. A single spotlight cut through the haze.

???

low, gritty guitar riff

Hagakure

Wait, wait, wait! TURN IT UP!

Ashido

shrieks, nearly knocking over nail polish Is that—? OH MY GOD, IT’S THAT CONCERT TONIGHT!

Bakugo

grunts, not looking up from his book Tch. Don’t tell me you’re into that garbage.

Uraraka

eyes glued to the screen It’s not garbage, Kacchan! She’s literally the best thing to happen to music this year!

The camera panned slowly across the packed stadium. Thousands of phones lit up like stars in the dark. The crowd was chanting, a single, rising roar.

???

silhouette walks to the edge of the stage, mic stand in hand

Midoriya

whispering from the kitchen doorway, a bowl of popcorn in his hands She’s a U.A. student, you know.

Kaminari

head whips around Wait WHAT.

Sero

jaw drops No way.

Midoriya

Yeah, I saw her in the system when I was helping Sensei file paperwork. She’s a correspondence student. Same age as us. And her quirk registry is totally blank.

Kirishima

grins, sharp teeth glinting So she’s mysterious AND insanely talented? That’s manly as hell.