Who You Are | MHA/BNHA

and maybe i enjoy it just a little bit (does that make me insane?)

Jirou smirked. "No surprises there. Music class is more of my jam."

Hakagure giggled. "I can't say I have a favorite subject yet. It's all so fascinating!"

Yayorozu, her poised demeanor standing out amidst the lively atmosphere, added her input. "I quite enjoy the challenge of math class with Ectoplasm. But, as [Name] said, battle training is fun."

[Name] nodded, "Yeah, there's something about facing challenges head-on that really gets the blood pumping."

The conversation flowed smoothly, effortlessly shifting between various topics. They explored their hobbies, Quirks, and even exchanged a few embarrassing stories from their entrance exams. Laughter filled the room as they swapped anecdotes, with Yayorozu contributing her experiences from the Recommendation Exam, offering valuable insights into the challenges they had all encountered on their path to U.A.

As they delved into their lunches, the conversation took a turn toward hero influences.

"Who's your favorite hero?" Hakagure asked, her form shimmering as she leaned forward.

Jirou answered first, "Definitely Present Mic. His music and combat combo is pretty cool."

Yayorozu hums, placing her finger under her chin in thought. "It might have to be Mirko. Her fighting style, in my opinion, is powerful but also elegant. I do hope that makes sense."

[Name] nodded. "I have to agree. I love watching her fights."

Hakagure's form pulsed with excitement. "Midnight's quirk is fascinating. She can put people to sleep instantly! She is totally in the Top 10 for me!"

[Name] considered for a moment and then said who their favorite hero is.

The lunchtime banter continued, creating a bond among the teens. Once the bell rang for the end of lunch, did [Name] grow giddy for Herocis Class coming up.

Despite feeling connected with their classmates, [Name] couldn't shake a mix of excitement and nervousness. The upcoming hero training class with All Might was on the horizon, and while everyone else seemed thrilled, [Name] felt a bit different. They loved battle training, but the idea of being taught by the Symbol of Peace made them a bit uneasy. This is All Might's first year teaching after all.

"I am entering the room like a normal person!" As All Might's booming voice filled the room, [Name] couldn't help but stifle a chuckle at the theatricality of his entrance. Claiming to enter like a normal person while bursting in with the force of a thousand trumpets seemed a bit contradictory. While their classmates buzzed with excitement at the sight of the Symbol of Peace, [Name] couldn't shake the feeling of embarrassment caused by All Might's dramatic arrival.

With unwavering determination, All Might strode purposefully toward the front of the classroom, emanating an aura of authority and heroism. Standing tall at the podium, he rested his hands firmly on his hips, poised to share his invaluable wisdom with the eager students before him.

"Welcome to Hero Basic Training," he declared, his voice carrying the weight of experience. "In this class, I will guide each of you on the path to becoming true heroes. I have high hopes for every single one of you, and I expect nothing less than your absolute best in every lesson. So, without further ado, let's dive into today's topic - Battle." All Might dramatically held up a card with bold, red lettering that unmistakably spelled out "Battle," ensuring everyone in the room could see it. The topic announcement was met with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty from the students, wondering what challenges awaited them in this hero training journey.

"Combat training!" All Might's booming proclamation ignited a surge of excitement within [Name]. Physical challenges had always held a magnetic allure for them, serving as a way to fill the void left by the absence of parental affection. This inclination became apparent during their middle school years when they fearlessly stood up to bullies and engaged in fights to protect others, relying on their own strength rather than their quirk. While the police classified these actions as self-defense, [Name]'s less-than-genuine friends viewed them as nothing more than an adrenaline junkie. The prospect of combat training in Hero Basic Training was merely another outlet for their innate thrill-seeking nature.