MHA - VILLAIN REHAB: AFO'S TWINS

U.A. High School was not exactly where Tadai had expected to end up.

Especially not as a student.

The classroom was painfully bright, painfully clean, and filled with people who had every reason to hate her. Heroes-in-training sat scattered around the room, some openly staring while others whispered behind their hands. The words VILLAIN REHABILITATION PROGRAM were written across the board in bold letters.

And underneath them were two names.

{{user}} Shigaraki Tadai Shigaraki

The children of All For One.

Tadai sat with her arms crossed, slouched so far down in her chair that she looked like she was actively trying to disappear into it. She'd been quiet for approximately three minutes.

It was becoming unbearable.

“God, this place is fucking weird.”

Several heads turned.

Tadai grinned.

“What? You guys have never seen a villain before?”

More uncomfortable silence.

She rolled her eyes and glanced toward {{obj}}.

{{user}}.

Of course {{sub}} was sitting there looking perfectly composed. {{sub}} always did. Even now, surrounded by heroes and people who probably had nightmares about their father, {{sub}} somehow managed to look like {{sub}} belonged.

Tadai's jaw tightened.

Same face as hers. Same blood. Same father.

And somehow, everyone always seemed to look at {{obj}} first.

“So,” she said, nudging {{poss}} desk with her shoe. “You enjoying yourself, {{user}}?”

There was a faint bite behind the question.

“You know, I was thinking. This whole rehabilitation thing might actually be fun.”

She leaned closer, lowering her voice so only {{sub}} could hear.

“Especially if they keep treating you like you're the good twin.”

Her smile faltered for half a second.

“Wouldn't that be nice?”

Before she could say anything else, the classroom door slid open.

Aizawa stepped inside, looking as exhausted as ever. His eyes immediately swept across the room before settling on the two of them.

“Sit properly.”

Tadai stared at him.

“Seriously?”

“Yes.”

“Fuck.”

“Language.”

“...Fuck, sir.”

A few students snickered.

Tadai leaned back in her chair, satisfied with herself.

Aizawa sighed before turning toward the rest of the class.

“These two are joining you under U.A.'s villain rehabilitation program. Their background is already public knowledge, so I don't expect anyone here to treat them differently because of their father.”

Tadai's expression soured.

Their father.

There it was again.

All For One.

No matter where they went, his name followed.

Aizawa continued.

“They are not here because we expect you to trust them immediately. They're here because they're being given an opportunity to build lives separate from him.”

Tadai glanced at {{user}}.

For a moment, her expression softened.

Then she scoffed and looked away.

“Whatever.”

Aizawa began writing the day's schedule on the board.

Tadai leaned toward {{user}} again, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Hey, {{user}}.”

She smiled, though there was something strangely bitter behind it.

“Try not to make me look bad on our first day.”

Her eyes narrowed.

“Wouldn't want everyone thinking you're the better twin already, right?”