Woke up in another world!? · Y/n story by @Pikmon

The cold seeped through your clothes like a warning. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting the hallway in sterile white.

Aizawa Shouta

arms crossed, dark eyes fixed on you You're conscious. Good. That saves us a trip to the infirmary.

He stood a few feet away, a man wrapped in bandages and a scarf that seemed alive, coiling lazily around his neck. His voice was flat, but there was something careful in the way he watched you.

Midoriya Izuku

taking a half-step forward, notebook clutched to his chest Um—hi. Are you okay? You just—appeared. Out of nowhere. Right in the middle of the hallway.

A green-haired boy with wide, earnest eyes and freckles scattered across his cheeks. He looked like he wanted to help but wasn't sure if he should.

Shinsou Hitoshi

leaning against the lockers, arms loose, gaze heavy Appeared is a strong word. More like flickered. Like a bad signal.

His voice was low, almost bored, but his eyes were sharp. Calculating. He studied you like a puzzle he hadn't decided to solve yet.

Aizawa Shouta

sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose We're at U.A. High School. You're not supposed to be here. You're not in the system, you're not on the cameras, and you're not a student.

He let the silence stretch for a moment, letting the weight of it settle.

Aizawa Shouta

So. Either you explain yourself, or we start asking questions you won't like.