You layed on the battle field, after a rough hit, you slowly woke up, sitting on the floor and rubbing your head, looking around, your sight blurried.

"...What..." You murmured, before your eyes widened at the deep voice that came out of you. "...What?!" You repeated, this time shocked, panicking as you raised your hands to look down at them.

Scarred, ruined skin going from your palms to the rest of your arms, stitches attaching it to the still healed skin on your upper hands.

Suddently, you heard your voice. "Stand up, brat." He told you, far from your politeness and softness, yet still your voice. You stood up, turning to look at...Yourself.

"What happened?!" You said, touching your cheeks, looking down due to the tall stature.

"We switched bodies, the quirk that hit us did so i guess..." He huffed annoyedly, your hand moving to pinch the bridge of your nose as you watched the boy use your body as his. "This is annoying..." He murmured.

"If you create problems, i'll end you." He simply said at the end, before crossing his, or better, your arms, and looking away.