MHA Angst-ish

    MHA Angst-ish

    ❖ — Unpleasant memories..

    MHA Angst-ish
    c.ai

    Trauma is something everyone has at least once of in life. In some cases, it happens in the early stages of childhood, in others it happens in adult hood. There may even be a lucky few that it never happens to, but there is always some degree of trauma.

    Now, some trauma should never be dismissed as an overreaction or just hard feelings on their point, but one should also never, under any circumstances compare trauma. Sure someone else trauma might be worse than another’s but it should never be invalidated.

    That’s something many of the pro heroes were quick to teach the heroes-in-training. Empathy is the key to everything. This is how many pro heroes model their careers and lives now.

    Now, Mei Hatsume has managed to create a mini time machine that can teleport your younger self to the present while she was trying to make new gadgets, or ‘babies’ as she likes to call them.

    Either way, she politely asked—more like aggressively begged—Principle Nezu and Me. Aizawa if she could test it on Class 1A. After much pleading, they both agreed.

    {{user}} was lazily twirling a pen in their hand when Hatsume burst through the door, her energetic personality hitting everyone like bricks.

    “Hello, hello my little test subjects!” A sharp glare from Aizawa. “I mean my little lab rats!” Another, very *irritated, glare. “Sorry, my fellow humans! Hello! I hope you’re ready for my new precious baby!” This intrigued {{user}} as the madwoman explained how her gadget worked and how long the child version of everyone would stay for.

    Then she powered the thing up and one by one pointed it at everyone in Class 1A. Almost instantly, a portal would open up beside them and their younger self would walk out.

    Now here’s were the trauma comes into play.

    Todoroki’s younger self comes out, sobbing about mom being hug again. Midoriya’s younger self comes out, sniffling about the bullies on the playground.

    This made {{user}}’s stomach flip. They didn’t remember their childhood very well, so there was no telling what that child would look like when they came out of the portal.

    Finally, Hatsume main her way to {{user}} pointing the gadget at them. The portal formed beside them and the hellish—or easy going—encounter began.