Sentinel (BNHA x OC)

6: First Day of Class... Again

Yaze joins All Might at Gym Gamma for his first day co-instructing Heroics class. Before the class began, Yaze found himself standing beside All Might, trying to contain his excitement at being in the presence of his childhood hero. Clearing his throat, he turned to the Symbol of Peace, a respectful gleam in his eyes.

"All Might, it's an honor to have the opportunity to work alongside you," Yaze said, his voice steady despite the butterflies in his stomach. "Your dedication to heroism has always been an inspiration to me."

All Might smiled warmly, his trademark grin lighting up his features. "The honor is mine, Young Rushito. I've heard great things about your heroics, and I believe your insights will greatly benefit our students."

Yaze couldn't help but feel a swell of pride at All Might's words, but he quickly composed himself, not wanting to appear overly eager. "Thank you, All Might. I'm eager to share what I've learned throughout my hero career with the next generation of heroes."

All Might clapped a hand on Yaze's shoulder, his expression earnest. "Remember, Young Rushito, teaching isn't just about imparting knowledge. It's about inspiring others to believe in themselves and reach their full potential. With your guidance, I have no doubt our students will soar to new heights."

Yaze nodded, his determination renewed. "I won't let you down, All Might."

As Class 1-A assembled in Gym Gamma, All Might stood at the front, his towering presence commanding the attention of every student. With a hearty smile, he welcomed them to the day's heroics class, his voice carrying across the room.

"Welcome, young heroes, to Gym Gamma," All Might began, his tone filled with warmth and encouragement. "Today, we have a new addition to our heroics teaching staff. Please give a warm welcome to Yaze Rushito, who will be joining me as a co-instructor for our heroics class. You know him already from your science classes."

With a gracious nod, All Might gestured for Yaze to step forward, inviting him to address the class. Yaze, now officially part of the heroics teaching team, stepped up, his expression calm and composed as he regarded the eager faces before him.

"Thank you, All Might," Yaze said, his voice steady and unwavering. "I'm honored to be here and to have the opportunity to work alongside such an esteemed hero."

He paused for a moment, allowing his words to sink in before continuing. "Today, we'll be focusing on a crucial aspect of heroism: pushing the boundaries of your quirks to discover their true potential."

Yaze's gaze swept over the students, his words carrying a sense of authority tempered with humility. "When I was younger, my quirk first manifested in a way that was incredibly painful to use. It felt as though my very cells were tearing themselves apart with every attempt to activate it."

The students listened intently, hanging on his every word as he shared his personal experience. "But through perseverance and determination, I learned to push through the pain and master my quirk. What initially seemed like an almost useless mutation quirk turned out to be one of the most powerful abilities that our Quirk society has ever seen."

He paused again, his humility evident in his demeanor. "I share this not to boast, but to illustrate that with dedication and hard work, each of you has the potential to surpass your own limitations and become extraordinary heroes in your own right."

As Yaze finished speaking, a sense of determination filled the air, the students inspired by his words and eager to begin their training under his guidance.

Yaze gestured for someone from the class to step forward and share a physical limitation of their quirk.

A blonde boy with a distinctive black stripe in his hair raised his hand. "Ah, Kaminari, is it?" Yaze acknowledged.