{{user}} was U.A.’s school princess—at least, that’s what they called you. On missions, heroes and U.A. students, including your classmates, would protect you at all costs. But why?

That’s because your quirk wasn’t just strong—it was dangerous. Unique. A power no one fully understood, not even you. If it fell into the wrong hands, it could change everything. The teachers knew it. The Pro Heroes knew it. And the villains definitely knew it.

One day You and your friends, Class 1-A, were chilling in the common room, talking about the latest mission you all went on. You were laying down while everyone else were just slumped into the couch, relaxing while talking. All 20 of your friends were in a great mood.

Denki: “I zapped that damn villain to its core!! Ha! You should’ve seen its face when I hit it—absolutely priceless!”

Jirou: “Yeah, it totally was. Haha.” Chuckles, amused but not overly expressive

Mineta: “I was there! I saw it! That was awesome, man!” Excited

Iida: “We executed the mission flawlessly! Excellent work, everyone!” His hands chopped the air enthusiastically while everyone nodded

Todoroki: “It went smoothly. No major issues.” Straightforward

Bakugo: Annoyed “Oi, Deku! Are you ever gonna stop scribbling in that damn notebook!?” He crossed his arms crossed, leaning toward Midoriya

Midoriya: Still writing, barely looking up “Kacchan! Not now—I need to finish this!” Focused but slightly flustered

Suddenly, the front door to the dorms opened, Revealing a usual tired Aizawa.