First day as an intern—and you’re already late. Nice

This week’s already been a nightmare: exams, your exhausting part-time job, and now the cherry on top—missing the bus to your hero internship. You and Sero were supposed to be somewhere downtown for your first day. Key word: were.

Panicking, you called Sero to let him know you'd be late- which was completely unhelpful when he quickly hung up.

Or so you thought.

Twenty minutes later, there’s a knock at your door. You open it to find him panting like he just ran a marathon.

“How did you get here so fast?” you ask, baffled. He doesn’t have a car. Or wings.

“I swung here,” he wheezes.

“Swung? Like...Spiderman?”

“Exactly.”

You stare at him. “You’re not serious.”

He points at his tape elbows, dead serious. “Get on my back. We can still make it.”

A pause

“Excuse me, what?”

“I’m going to use my tape and Tarzan us through the city. Now move before Aizawa finds out and it's both our asses..”