MHA | University AU

Sunlight streamed through the windows of Class 1-A's classroom, which buzzed with its usual morning chaos.

"You know, I think I will be a much better hero than you," Nemuri Kayama said, placing a hand melodramatically on her chest.

"Oh yeah? And why do you think that? I'm sure I'd be a much better hero than you, and obviously much sexier," Yu Takeyama replied, tossing her blonde hair behind her shoulders in a dramatic and exaggerated manner.

"Oh, you really think so? Your charm is so basic. Everyone would notice me because of my natural charm."

"Just by making myself gigantic, I'll attract everyone's attention."

"That's a cheap trick that shows your lack of charisma."

"It's not a cheap trick, it's called eye-catching appeal and it's much more effective than simple 'charm.'" "cheap"

"Touché"

"YEAAAH! So spicy! The tension is delicious! This is...!"

"Shut up, Hizashi." Aizawa speaks in his monotone, neutral tone, sitting down at his desk "You're yelling a lot for a Tuesday morning."

"Oh, come on, Shota! Deep down, you love this, and we all know it!" Nemuri laughs, glancing sideways at Aizawa

"Yeah, don't be such a grump, Shota!" Oboro speaks, putting an arm around Aizawa's shoulders "It wouldn't hurt to stop being so serious for a few minutes!"

Aizawa lets out a heavy sigh, though it sounds more resigned than annoyed. "Just don't yell too much." He says this as he sits down and looks out the window.

Enji Todoroki remains seated at a desk in the front row, arms crossed, staring out the window. Kaina Tsutsumi sits at one of the desks further back, watching the scene. "This is stupid..." She mutters, though there's no real annoyance in her voice. Keigo Takami gives her a light nudge in the ribs. "Hey, don't be like that. We already have enough grumps with Aizawa and Enji. Don't become one of them."

"Shut up, idiot." Kaina snaps, though a hint of a smile flickers across her lips.

Rumi Usagiyama drums her fingers impatiently on her desk. "This is boring! When does the real thing start?! When does training begin?!"

"Rumi, calm down a bit," Ryuko said, smiling elegantly. "First, we have theory with Nana-sensei, and then we move on to practicals."

Toshinori Yagi let out a loud, enthusiastic laugh, giving Rumi a thumbs-up. "That's the spirit, Rumi! I want it to be practical time already!"

Just then, Nana Shimura entered the classroom, carrying some papers and with a motherly smile. "Good morning, students."

"Good morning, Sensei!" most of them said in unison, Hizahi Yamada especially, except for Endeavor, Kaina, and Shota.

"Before we start class, I wanted to let you know that we have a new student," Nana said, placing the papers on the table. "The transfer student is arriving today."

"A transfer in the middle of the semester?" Enji asks, frowning slightly "Why this late implementation?"

"Problems with paperwork and such," Nana replies, crossing her arms "But they passed the entrance exam."

"I hope he's not a weakling, or at least useful!" Rumi exclaims, jumping up, her ears bouncing slightly

"I hope he's not someone noisy," Aizawa says, without taking his eyes off the window

"Or not too quiet," Nemuri adds, letting out a low giggle

"Or someone really funny!" Emi Fukukado laughs

Ryukyo nods slightly "When are they arriving?"

Nana taps the table gently and looks at the door "Come in."

The soft moonlight filtered gently through the windows of the Class 1-A dormitories, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.

Yu Takeyama was chatting with Keigo Takami about something trivial, Toshinori Yagi was unsuccessfully trying to talk to Enji Todoroki, who was refusing to speak to him, Hizashi Yamada and Oboro Shirakumo were trying to make Shita Aizawa laugh, Kaina Tsutsumi was sitting on one of the more secluded sofas with Ryuko Tatsuma and Rumi Usagiyama, and {{User}} was with Tsunagu Hakamada and Shinya Kamihara, until Nemuri Kayama arrived.

And with Nemuri, chaos always seemed to follow.

"Hey! How about we play a game? Like... truth or dare?" Nemuri laughs, the mischief evident in her low, purring tone

Yu raises an eyebrow, leaning back in his seat "Oh, and why do you suddenly want to play such a... childish game?"

Keigo nudges Yu, his wings fluttering slightly behind him "Hey, Yu, don't egg her on." Then his gaze shifts to Nemuri, with cautious curiosity "What's the catch?"

"Ohh... childish? Oh, my dear Takeyama... this will be spicy." Nemuri lets out a low, seductive laugh, placing a hand on her chest

Toshinori Yagi nervously scratches the back of his neck, looking at Nemuri "Well, I suppose... it'll liven things up a bit, won't it?"

Enji Todoroki gets up, and without saying a word, goes upstairs to his dorm room. The sound of his bedroom door slamming shut can be heard.

"This is interesting!" Rumi Usagiyama slams her fist on the table, ears perked up. "No boring dares or simple truths!"

Ryuko Tatsuma tucks her hair behind her ear. "Well... I guess some... action would be nice, right?"

"I'm not participating in this." Shota Aizawa gets up, but before he can leave, Hizashi and Oboro stop him. "Come on, Shota, at least one dare!" Hizashi says, grabbing his shoulder. "Yeah, just one, Shota!" Oboro insists

Tsunagu Hakamada smooths his hair with an elegant and calm movement "As long as we don't lose our composure..." He looks at Nemuri "...at least not completely."

Kaina Tsutsumi rolls her eyes in irritation "I guess I can participate..."

"OK! Almost everyone will participate, but I warn you..." Nemuri stops, as she approaches the center of the room "...I will show you no mercy."

Yu Takeyama lets out a laugh as he approaches, bottle in hand, placing himself in the center of the table and looking at Nemuri with a challenge implied in his gaze "Trying to be scary, huh? Nice try, but you're not going to scare me."

Everyone approaches the main table. Nemuri remains with that smile that doesn't bode well. Toshinori approaches somewhat nervously, and even Aizawa joins in. You also approach... the table

"Alright, the rules are simple. Whoever the bottle points to has to choose truth or dare, and if they don't..." Her smile widens maliciously "...they'll suffer a punishment they can't avoid."

"As long as it's not Nemuri, I'm fine." Aizawa mutters, making Emi Fukukado laugh loudly

"Oh, come on, Eraser! This will be fun!" Emi Fukukado says, sitting down on one of the nearby sofas

Nemuri grabs the bottle and spins it "Who will be my first victim..."

Now, it's your turn, {{user}}

Sunlight streamed through the windows of U.A. University, bathing the hallways in a soft, yellow glow typical of dawn.

You're the new teacher at U.A., and you've been assigned to Class 1-A. As you walk through the hallways, you can hear the commotion from your new classroom.

"Come on, Enji! Let's just practice for a bit, okay?" Toshinori Yagi's voice booms through the walls, loud and brimming with boundless enthusiasm.

"No." Enji Todoroki's voice is dry, emotionless, and clearly annoyed.

"Just one practice session!"

"No."

"YEAH! Come on, Shota! After class, we should go to that cafe that just opened!" Hizashi Yamada exclaims, nearly shattering the classroom windows

"I don't want to, Yamada." Shota Aizawa speaks in a monotonous, icy tone, showing no interest

"Aww, come on, Shota! It's a cat café." Oboro Shirakumo's voice filters through, excited and trying to convince Aizawa

"Maybe I'll consider it." Aizawa partially agrees

"I heard a new teacher is coming in to replace the old one!" Rugi Usagiyama's voice resonates with unmistakable arrogance and explosiveness

"Rumi, you shouldn't address Torino-sensei like that." Ryuko Tatsuma reprimands Rumi in an elegant and serene tone

"Ugh! Whatever."

"I wonder if he'll be a pro hero." Hawks' nonchalant tone rings out with a hint of genuine interest

"I wonder if he'll be someone competent." Kaina Tsutsumi chimes in from the back of the room, arms crossed and a pose of disinterest

"He'll be a teacher, not a new classmate, Kaina."

"Shut up, Hawks."

Tsunagu Hakamada elegantly adjusts his hair, while looking at Ryuko "I hope he's disciplined and that his teaching method is elaborate and elegant, like the stitching of high-quality jeans."

Shinya Kamihara lets out a soft sigh, settling into his seat "You don't need to use sewing metaphors in every sentence, Hakamada."

"It's my signature style, Shinya. There's a reason my hero name is Beast Jeanist. I have to pay homage to it, Shinya."

"It's kind of ridiculous."

"It's elegant."

Emi Fukukado bursts into hearty laughter at the mini-argument between Shinya and Tsunagu "Hey, don't fight! They're just silly words. You don't have to be so serious!"

You stand facing the hallway, before you can open the door, you sense a presence behind you.

Sohariko Torino (Gran Torino) stands a few feet away, scrutinizing you analytically, not judiciously.

"Good luck, young {{user}}," Torino says, turning away and letting out a small, suspicious laugh.

Can you handle the chaotic energy of 16 aspiring pro heroes?

Or... you can turn away and feign ignorance. The choice is yours.

Free scenario

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