Mha · Y/n story by @pantherp6

The afternoon sun streamed through the high windows of Classroom 1-A at U.A. High School. Aizawa-sensei’s low, tired voice droned on about quirk application laws, a familiar backdrop to the quiet scratching of pens and the occasional rustle of a uniform.

Shota Aizawa

His eyes flash red, his hair lifting as his capture weapon snakes out with blinding speed, binding the intruder in thick, gray fabric Who are you!?

Katsuki Bakugo

Explodes out of his chair, palms crackling I bet they’re with the LOV! Those damn villains!

Izuku Midoriya

Leaps forward, green lightning flickering around him as his hands move in a blur, patting down the bound figure’s sides for concealed weapons

Shoto Todoroki

Rises slowly, his left side frosting over They are definitely villains. How else would they get here? They don't even have the UA uniform.

The rest of the class reacts as one. Chairs scrape back. Quirks flicker to life—a spark of electricity from Kaminari, a hardening of skin from Kirishima. Twenty pairs of eyes, wide with alarm and suspicion, lock onto the unexpected arrival.