The hour break passed faster than anyone expected.
One moment the cafeteria buzzed with leftover adrenaline, gossip, and half-finished meals—
and the next, Present Mic’s voice thundered across every speaker in the stadium.
“HELLLOOOO EVERYONE!!”
<... 2025-12-01 21:26:09 +0000 UTC View PostThe hallway leading toward the cafeteria was loud with footsteps and chatter, but in Yuta’s head, Mineta’s words still echoed.
'A conspiracy…? Seriously?' He exhaled through his nose. “Replace someone from the Hero Course,” he muttered under his breath.
“If ...
2025-12-01 21:25:09 +0000 UTC View PostHosu felt strangely empty.
Not abandoned—just quiet in the way cities get when everyone is inside watching the same thing.
Steel shutters were halfway closed on most storefronts. The usual smell of grilled yakitori drifting from street stalls was missing. Traffic light...
2025-11-30 17:33:50 +0000 UTC View PostBOOM.
"YOU THINK IT'S OVER?! I'M TAKING THAT BACK!!"
The ice restraining team Bakugo was blasted away. And out came a feral blonde, red eyes gleaming with violent intentions.
Todoroki's ice spread across the ground again, converging from another angle.
The crowd admittedly loved the spectacle. Their roaring was practically through the roof at this point.
"ERASER. TELL ME WHAT YOU MAKE OF THIS KID."
Present Mic leaned forward, still half-yelling into the mic.
Aizawa didn’t answer immediately.
<... 2025-11-29 15:55:11 +0000 UTC View Post"YESSSSS!"
Todoroki had frozen the lot of them. What better time to act than now?
He steadied himself, flowed chakra through his limbs, eyes narrowing slightly, and kicked off the ground—
—or tried to.
FWOOOOSH!!
The propulsor cuffs s...
2025-11-28 18:07:54 +0000 UTC View Post[MOMENTS LATER]
Yuta and Hatsume stood alone now, the other two teams having moved on.
"So what's the plan?" Hatsume asked, fiddling with a device on her wrist. "We stealing points? Or going straight for the big one?"
Yuta frowned.
"...Not sure....
2025-11-28 18:06:50 +0000 UTC View PostBakugo's murderous intentions were successfully thwarted by the combined efforts of Class 1-A.
'Hmm. So none of them made it?' Yuta glanced around, seeing none of his classmates.
‘Hana didn’t make it. Kimura didn’t make it. Tanaka didn’t make it…’
... 2025-11-27 21:55:45 +0000 UTC View PostKirishima blinked.
"Bakugo? What's up, man?"
Bakugo ignored him.
His hands crackled with small explosions.
"You slowed down."
Silence.
Yuta's expression didn't change.
"…What?"
"DON'T PLAY DU...
2025-11-27 16:31:09 +0000 UTC View Post"THIS IS GETTING GOOD, FOLKS! FIRST PLACE VERSUS THE RECOMMENDATION STUDENT! WHO'S GONNA REACH THE THIRD OBSTACLE FIRST?!"
The answer was obvious.
Gliding over the earth and tightropes like a Circus performer speedrunning a finale act, his speed didn't reduce one ...
2025-11-27 16:26:25 +0000 UTC View Post"GO!"
Midnight ordered. The gate exploded open. The race began with a thunderous roar as hundreds of students surged into the narrow pathway.
The moment they did, Yuta disappeared.
"ALRIGHT MUMMY MAN!" Present Mic said, leaning into his mic.
"Don't call me that." ...
2025-11-27 16:24:13 +0000 UTC View Post[U.A. SPORTS FESTIVAL GROUNDS – MORNING]
The roar of the crowd was deafening.
Not loud — deafening.
Tens of thousands of people packed into the stadium, cheering with the kind of raw excitement that made the air vibrate. Flags waved. Homemade banners bob...
2025-11-26 16:22:06 +0000 UTC View Post[U.A. CLASS 1-A — FREE PERIOD]
Toru Hagakure was furious.
Not annoyed. Not irritated. Not mildly inconvenienced.
Furious.
And she made absolutely sure the entire class knew it.
“I mean it — THREE TIMES!” her gloves slapped a...
2025-11-26 16:20:59 +0000 UTC View Post[U.A. CAFETERIA — AFTERNOON]
Yuta lay backward across the cafeteria chair like someone who had just watched his dreams get set on fire and mailed back to him in an envelope labeled “NO REFUNDS.”
One leg draped over the side.
His head hung off the backrest. 2025-11-26 16:19:13 +0000 UTC View Post
There is a Difference. Don't skip this chapter.
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[U.A. DEVELOPMENT STUDIO – MORNING]
The studio sat near the east wing, tucked between two labs. Most students didn’t even know it existed. The sign outside read “Prototype and Design Access – Autho...
2025-11-25 20:55:30 +0000 UTC View PostFive Minutes Later,
His phone buzzed with a text from his mom:
*Be home before five. No detours. No strenuous exercises. I'll call the school if I get whiff of anything.*
“...”
He groaned softly. 'That's right. Grounded.'
He...
2025-11-25 20:53:37 +0000 UTC View PostT-tring!!!
The bell for fourth period rang. Along with it, came the migration of the Exhausted masses from class.
“Essays due Monday!” Mrs. Nakamura called. “And Mr. Akutami—” her eyes sharpened onto Yuta, “—report to the Guidance Counsellors office.” 2025-11-24 21:20:39 +0000 UTC View Post
[AKUTAMI APARTMENT – EARLY MORNING]
Yuta woke to the faint sound of footsteps in the hallway.
'Huh?'
He rose, and saw a figure at the door.
Not his mother's wheelchair.
"Eri?"
He found the girl standing by his doorw...
2025-11-24 15:09:41 +0000 UTC View Post[AKUTAMI RESIDENCE – EVENING]
The front door clicked open.
Yuta stepped inside first, rubbing the back of his neck with a wince. Recovery Girl's quirk was a lifesaver, though that didn't fully ease his body's discomfort despite being completely fine on the outside. 2025-11-24 11:37:46 +0000 UTC View Post
Three more days passed in a blur of paperwork and bureaucracy.
Police reports. Follow-up questions. Medical assessments.
Detective Hoshino called twice. Both times, Yuta stuck to his story. Both times, the detective seemed satisfied—or at least, willing to move on.
... 2025-11-24 00:28:53 +0000 UTC View Post“Not healing. Healing implies scarring and recovery time.”
She lifted a tablet, tapping a few images open.
“What your body did is closer to reconstruction.”
Dr. Ishikawa turned the tablet toward him.
Yuta blinked.
The pictur...
2025-11-22 23:16:34 +0000 UTC View PostPlease Note that I changed the end scene of chapter 14. You can go back to reread it in case you are confused.
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[U.A. HIGH SCHOOL – CLASS 1-A – 12:35 PM]
The lunch bell rang.
Immediately, the classroom erupted into motion.
Stu...
2025-11-20 22:02:32 +0000 UTC View Post"HAH! HAH! HAH! HAH!"
The silence of the alley was broken by the sounds of heavy breathing.
Overhaul’s body hit the ground in a wet collapse, limbs limp, torso still twitching from the aftershocks of a death it hadn’t had time to process. Steam curled from the punctures tearing t...
2025-11-19 22:41:39 +0000 UTC View PostTime seemed to freeze in the split second. In it, came absolute silence.
In that very moment, he felt a sensation that he had never felt before. Like every cell in his body simultaneously stopped heeding his call.
His lungs refused to draw air. His veins bulged His spin...
2025-11-18 16:34:28 +0000 UTC View PostI spent a lot of Time writing how I felt this chapter should go. Hope you enjoy the Tension.
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Yuta stayed crouched, chest heaving, Eri squeezed tightly in his arms. His heart hammered so violently he could feel it in his teeth.
It was all coming back to...
2025-11-17 23:55:09 +0000 UTC View PostYuta blinked once.
Twice.
"…Eri?"
His stomach dropped.
No. No, no way. No way in hell—
His brain started connecting dots he really didn’t want connected.
White hair.
Red eyes.
One horn.
Bandages....
2025-11-16 17:24:20 +0000 UTC View PostHey Guys. Sorry for the absence for the past two days.
Without wasting much of our time, I received reviews stating that the Eri encounter didn't really sit right with a lot of people.
And after pondering over ... I realized I may have made a mistake. See, the main issue...
2025-11-16 17:22:13 +0000 UTC View Post[TIME SKIP – ONE WEEK LATER]
A week passed faster than Yuta expected.
Between last-minute physical exams, gear checks, and the sudden wave of reporters crowding the gates, U.A. had turned into a madhouse.
Everyone was preparing for the same thing — the U.A. Sports Festival. ...
2025-11-14 01:47:42 +0000 UTC View Post[U.A. DEVELOPMENT STUDIO]
“Behold!”
The declaration was so loud Yuta nearly flinched.
He had no idea what he expected when Power Loader told him another student had taken an interest in his equipment request—but this definitely wasn’t it.
<... 2025-11-14 01:46:27 +0000 UTC View Post[U.A. HIGH SCHOOL GROUNDS – MORNING]
U.A. High sat on enough land to fit a small town.
That was the first thing anyone would notice—the sheer scale of it. Sprawling training fields, multiple building complexes, forests dense enough to get lost in, and enough open spa...
2025-11-12 22:50:37 +0000 UTC View Post