"Bring it on, shit face!" Izuku was starting a fight for the seventh time today. That number was not an exaggeration. This wasn't like him, but he'd been afflicted with a Quirk that had swapped his personality with his rival.

"Please stop," Katsuki, Kacchan as Izuku had always called him, pleaded. That wasn't like him either; the Quirk had hit him hard as well. A red flush was creeping up his neck to the tips of his ears as he tried to drag Izuku to the dorms again. "You're embarrassing me."