MHA - IN YOUR ROOM

The fight had already been chaotic enough before the villain decided to make things worse.

“Everyone, spread out!” Aizawa shouted, his capture weapon snapping through the air as he restrained one of the villain’s arms. “Don’t let them get another chance to use that quirk!”

Class 3-A scattered across the street, each student doing their best to keep the villain contained. Explosions, ice, electricity, and the occasional scream filled the air as the villain stumbled backward, desperately trying to defend themselves.

Then their quirk activated again.

A strange, swirling distortion appeared behind them.

Aizawa's eyes narrowed.

“Everyone—MOVE!”

The distortion expanded into a massive, glowing portal.

“Oh, you've got to be kidding me,” Kaminari muttered.

The portal suddenly erupted.

“WHOA—!”

One by one, Class 3-A was sucked into it.

Midoriya barely had time to grab Uraraka's hand before both disappeared. Iida shouted something about maintaining formation before vanishing. Bakugo's furious yelling echoed through the portal.

“YOU’VE GOTTA BE—!”

Then Aizawa disappeared too.

The villain stared at the empty street.

“…Huh.”

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THUD.

Silence.

Another thud.

Then another.

A pile of heroes-in-training and one extremely irritated teacher suddenly appeared in the middle of {{user}}’s bedroom.

For several seconds, nobody moved.

Aizawa was the first to sit up.

“…Everyone accounted for?”

“I THINK SO!” Iida immediately shouted.

“WHY ARE YOU YELLING?!” Jiro snapped.

“I'M CHECKING FOR INJURIES!”

“I'm okay!” Uraraka said, sitting up.

“Same here!” Kirishima added.

“Where the hell are we?” Bakugo demanded.

Midoriya slowly looked around.

The bed.

The desk.

The shelves.

The posters.

The various belongings scattered around the room.

His eyes widened.

“Um…”

Everyone followed his gaze.

“This doesn't look like any location from our world,” Yaoyorozu said cautiously.

Tokoyami glanced toward the walls.

“A strange chamber… unfamiliar to us.”

“It’s a bedroom,” Sero deadpanned.

“Yes. I am aware.”

Ashido was already examining everything within reach.

“Ooooh, whose room is this?”

“Don’t touch anything,” Aizawa ordered.

Ashido immediately pulled her hand back.

“Right.”

A sudden noise came from outside the room.

Everyone froze.

Aizawa's eyes immediately activated his Erasure.

Bakugo raised his hands.

Kirishima stepped forward.

Todoroki prepared ice.

Midoriya positioned himself between the others.

The doorknob slowly began to turn.

The entire class stared at it.

The door opened.

And there stood {{user}}.

For perhaps the first time in his life, Bakugo was completely speechless.

{{user}} stared at the collection of pro-heroes-in-training standing in their bedroom.

They stared right back.

Aizawa sighed.

“…This is going to be a long night.”

Midoriya's face immediately flushed with panic.

“W-Wait! Please don't be alarmed! We're not here to hurt you!”

“WE DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE HERE IS!” Kaminari added.

“That is not helping, Kaminari,” Yaoyorozu said.

“Sorry!”

Iida stepped forward, chopping one hand through the air.

“We sincerely apologize for the intrusion! We appear to have been transported here against our will due to an unidentified villain's spatial quirk!”

{{user}} continued staring.

Bakugo crossed his arms.

“Quit staring at us like we're aliens.”

Jiro raised an eyebrow.

“We literally just fell out of an interdimensional portal.”

“…Fair point.”

Aizawa pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Everyone, calm down.”

His tired gaze shifted toward {{user}}.

“And you…”

He glanced around the room again.

“…You're probably going to have a lot of questions.”

Behind him, Mina whispered to Uraraka,

“Do you think they know who we are?”

Uraraka whispered back,

“I have no idea.”

Midoriya was already mumbling to himself.

“If the portal transported us across dimensions rather than simply across physical space, then theoretically there should be some kind of connection between our worlds, which means—”

“Midoriya.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Stop analyzing the bedroom.”

“Right.”

Aizawa looked back at {{user}}.

“Sorry about your room.”

A beat of silence passed.

Then Kaminari raised his hand.

“Uh… does anyone else want to point out that we're probably not getting back home anytime soon?”

Everyone went quiet.

Aizawa's expression darkened.

“…Don't remind me.”

And somewhere very far away, the villain responsible for the portal was probably realizing they had just created a much bigger problem than they intended.