The void was endless. A blank, swirling expanse of gray mist stretched infinitely in every direction. Izuku found himself standing in its center, a faint green glow encircling him.
Before him stood the 4th User of One For All, Hikage Shinomori, his hardened eyes fixed on Izuku. Beside Hikage stood Daigoro Banjo, the spirited 5th User, with his signature grin and easygoing demeanor with Nana Shimura the 7th, her face was hardened.
"I can feel it," Hikage began, his voice low and measured. "The echoes of your efforts. You're progressing faster than any of us expected, but speed alone isn't enough. You must refine your instincts. Danger Sense isn't just a quirk—it's a lifeline."
Daigoro crossed his arms, leaning back casually. "And Blackwhip isn't just for flashy moves, kid. Control is everything. Without it, you'll be more of a hazard than a hero."
"Just like Daigoro here." Hikage nodded and added.
Hikage and Daigoro suddenly sprang into action, their quirks activating in unison. Black tendrils shot from Daigoro's arms, snaking toward Hikage, who nimbly dodged, as Danger Sense guided his every movement. Their sparring intensified, each strike and counter flowing seamlessly.
Izuku watched, mesmerized, as he felt their power of danger sense.
"Izuku...my grandson, Tomura will come soon.."
Izuku turned to Nana Shimura "And?"
"...Please."
"I'll try to go easy on him, he's a problem though so saving him will be later."
"Mhmm.."
"You'll need this," Hikage suddenly said, his voice cutting through the haze. "U.S.J is coming, and you'll face something terrifying. Stay vigilant, Shishido."
"Call me Izuku, Hikage-san, and...thank you."
Izuku took the flowing orb in his hand, Danger Sense acquired.
The void dissipated, and Izuku awoke with a sharp intake of breath. The whispers of his predecessors lingered as he sat up, fire filling his veins, making him rise with strength.
'I'm running out of time...' Izuku hoped for anything that can enhance his endurance so that he can go 100% and above but the system gave him Speed III, Stamina III and Charm II.
'One day...for sure I'll get Endurance III...!'
---
The buzzing of clippers filled the small barbershop. Izuku sat in the chair, staring at himself in the mirror as the barber worked carefully on his hair. The result was striking: shorter, neater, and slightly spiked. His new look was modern yet retained an air of natural charm.
'The Genos hairstyle? Really?' Hikage said with a bored tone.
'He got that shit on though'
'I personally prefer longer hair'
Unbeknownst to him, Charm II had begun to take full effect. Over the past few days, Izuku noticed the change in the way people looked at him. Walking through the streets of Musutafu, heads turned. Some passersby whispered, others stole glances. Izuku, though modest by nature, couldn't ignore it.
"Must be the new muscles," he muttered to himself, tugging nervously at his collar. Yet deep down, he could feel it. Charm II wasn't just physical; it was an aura that amplified his presence like Hero Aura.
---
The classroom was quiet as Izuku and Kirishima pored over their notebooks. The class break gave them some rare free time, and Kirishima had asked Izuku for help with his studies.
"Man, you're like a walking encyclopedia," Kirishima said, scratching his head. "How do you remember all of this?"
Izuku chuckled, his Sharingan flashed briefly as he scanned the textbook. "Just a knack for studying, I guess."
Soon, a few girls joined them, drawn by Izuku's confidence and easy explanations. Mina Ashido plopped down beside him, grinning. "Wow, Midoriya! You're like the ultimate tutor."
Jiro leaned over his shoulder, talking very close to his ear. "Seriously, how do you make this stuff sound so simple?"
Izuku blushed with a forced smile, he was not used to girls getting this close to him in both his lives.
'Bitchless behavior' Banjo spoke in disdain.
'I agree with Daigoro-san here, how will you fight female villains?' Hikage spoke, nodding.
'2 lives a Virgin, just sad.' Nana added insult to injury.
'Hmm? What's that? I couldn't hear you over the sound of my beating heart, you know since I'm actually alive and all of that. But i guess you wouldn't understand that.'
'...' x3
Izuku returned his attention into his classmates.
"It's not that hard. You just need to break it down into smaller steps."
As he continued to teach, the group listened intently, laughing occasionally at his jokes. Kirishima gave him a thumbs-up. "You're a great teacher, bro."
---
Later that evening, as Izuku walked home, the voice of Hikage Shinomori echoed in his mind.
'The USJ event will test you, Midorya,' Hikage warned. 'But remember, you're not alone. The strength of your allies is as important as your own, notify the 8th ahead.'
'Izuku, try to detain Tomura' Nana quickly interjected with worry.
'Remember your assets, Playful Cloud is a game changer' Banjo added seriously.
'And your buffs! Remember them!'
'We're rooting for you, do your best!' x3
Izuku nodded to himself, his resolve hardening. 'I'll do my best.'
---
A figure was in the school's gym, wearing a black tank top and blue shorts, he approached the boxing gloves and wore them, a special glove made for powerful individuals, courtesy of the support department.
The gym smelled of sweat and determination as Izuku was pounding away at a specialized punching bag, his hand was blurring and the specialized punching bag struggled against his mighty attacks.
Izuku noticed a presence and looked to see Bakugo staring. Without hesitation, Bakugo approached.
"Mind if I join you?" he asked casually, his eyes down and his voice meek.
Izuku stared for a couple of seconds, sweat was falling from his chin into his muscular body while heaving heavily, a sight that would've critically injured a maiden's heart.
"Not at all."
'Any preparation against that Numo is good.'
The two trained side by side, their competitive spirits driving them to push harder. Over time, Izuku offered tips on form and technique, Bakugo initially bristled but gradually began to listen as he noticed the improvement in his movement
'Where did he learn all of this..?'
It is worth mentioning that Izuku kept pushing his Sharingan daily every night as he used it to learn many fighting styles via videos online, the information was burned into his mind.
The side effect of this was noticable though as copying from the screen won't give him muscle memory while copying a movement from a direct opponent resulted in instant replication like a pro.
"Don't get cocky, nerd," Bakugo muttered, throwing a punch.
Izuku smiled as he easily evaded the punch, his eyes red. "Don't get swept up then, Mophead"
"Heh, just you wait and watch me surpass you" Katsuki smiled as he jumped to avoid a sweeping leg from Izuku.
"Good luck with that."
The two trained for a while before Izuku left to the special leg press machine to press a couple of tons, it was truly fascinating how rich this school was.
As a girl walked past. Bakugo's gaze lingered on her long, inky and silky-smooth hair, and for once, time seemed to stop, and he seemed lost in thought.
The mentioned girl was named Yui Kodai, she was walking with Sen Kaibara, both of them were from 1-B.
Bakugo stared at Yui's face as her hair fluttered while she walked, his heart throbbed, and a weird foreign sensation enveloped him
He felt like walking up to the two, shaking their hands and inviting them to train with him, a kindness he has never expressed to anyone, not even his own family, the thought surprised Bakugo himself.
'Her hair is beautiful...' Katsuki was lost in thought.
"Oi Yui! Cut your hair it's getting long and will get in your way" Kaibara spoke with irritation.
"Is that so..?" Yui touched her long smooth hair, it parted through her fingers like silk "Okay, Sen-kun."
Bakugo's face turned blank as the two walked off.
"Oh Bakugo, I didn't know you were training in he--" Iida's words were interrupted as Bakugo wiped his hand on him without even looking at his direction.
Bakugo ignored the angry and confused sounds of Iida as he promised himself to do anything in his power to destroy the boy that was talking with that girl.
---
At evening before dinner, Izuku strolled through the mall, looking for a snack, his earbuds snugly in place.
Izuku noticed that items given from the system will return to him regardless of distance as he lost his left earbud and found it later in his system storage.
He hummed along to the music, enjoying the moment. Suddenly, he heard steps approaching him, the 20% increase in his ears taking effect. Kyoka Jiro appeared beside him while carrying multiple bags.
"Hey, Midoriya," she said, her voice was casual, she had seen him today at school after all, she glanced at his earbuds. "What are you listening to?"
Izuku handed her one earbud, and she raised an eyebrow at the playlist. "Not bad. You've got a decent taste in music, upbeat and loud, how unexpected."
They chatted for a while, discussing their favorite bands. Izuku felt a rare sense of ease, grateful for the lighthearted conversation but as he remembered the looming danger he hurriedly excused himself and left to eat and train.
"Ah..." Kyoka extended her hand in his direction, she wished to talk some more with him, but he simply ran away.
"...Idiot..." She pouted as her brows furrowed slightly, a small blush on her face as she watched his retreating back.
---
Back in his room, Izuku summoned Playful Cloud. He spent hours experimenting with its movements, chatting with the previous users of OFA about potential techniques.
'Try focusing on weak points,' Daigoro suggested. 'You have power, you need to strike the right spot.'
'Like his exposed brain' Nana quickly added.
'Or try to subdue Tomura, without Tomura the Nomu is just a statue' Hikage suggested.
'Do it softly... He's just a troubled little boy'
"I understand, Nana-san" Izuku nodded, pushing himself harder with each attempt.
---
After a long day of listening to boring class after another boring class, Izuku was mentally exhausted.
He has studied all of this before and while the subjects of this world's highschool was different than his world and way too advanced, he aced everything due to Sharingan's use.
Izuku used to hate math, it was the subject he struggled with the most because he had to figure out the question itself and give the correct answer afterwards.
And now ironically the only subject he truly enjoyed is math since his teacher, Sniper, used different numbers for each problem and didn't stick with the given text from the book.
Nevertheless, Izuku also aced this due to his accelerated thinking brought by Speed III, he answered everything with ease.
The enhancing effects of Charm II made him look really appealing to many, he grew 2 extra centimeters, and he found many times that the girls gaze would linger on him for a bit too long while he taught them, almost enchanted.
Yet did Izuku mind? Nope, Izuku was an attention whore through and through, he loved the way Uraraka looked at him while she thought he wasn't noticing.
And as such, he had been called a genius by many of his peers, so on frequent occasions he found himself tutoring them after class.
It has reached such a boiling point that Katsuki, Momo and Shoto themselves ended up joining in because according to what everyone said, he was better at explaining things than their own teachers since he was on a similar level with them, so they eventually caved in.
Izuku could think so fast due to Speed III that a full direct answer would come before they finish their question, and on the rare occasions that he needs extra time he simply relied on Sharingan, he could cover many subjects in record time.
Upon opening Sharingan for the first time, it left him confused and disoriented. Now however, it is simply an invaluable day-to-day tool.
Izuku could only take pride in this since he was called better than the teacher at the best high school in the entire world, so he kept on doing it daily.
As he sat in the dining hall and discussed with Uraraka and Shinso about lunch Rush, a pro hero who helped in cooking a humongous meal for 10 thousand survivors of a huge flood, he couldn't help but admire the food.
It is said that heroes come in all shapes and sizes, a true hero is someone who helps someone, regardless of the reasons or ways of doing so, helping stop a criminal, prevent a disaster or simply save a dumb cat from a tree.
'All positive help is good help'
A blaring alarm interrupted Izuku's delectable meal, his eyes twitched as he knew the reason for it.
Shigaraki Tomura has infiltrated the school, using the press as a distraction to decay the defence systems on the front gate and steal an itenerary about our class schedule.
'I guess Aoyama was unsatisfactory, so they decided to act themselves... Can't blame the guy though, the U.S.J was a surprise event so even he didn't know, I assume that he just told them its location after he arrived.'
'Izuku, try to catch Tomura' Nana said hurriedly.
'It's pointless, he must've left using warp already by now'
'No...'
'Don't worry, I'll do something about that hand fetish guy'
'He doesn't have a hand fetish; he's an innocent 15-year-old boy!'
'Girl stop playing, I had a feet fetish at 14, there's nothing innocent about kids that age.'
'...' x3
'You were a weird kid, Shishido-kun.'
Izuku's thoughts were interrupted by the panicked students, he simply jumped high before they could reach him, the faster he did this the faster it'll end.
His eyes landed on a huge crowd of reporters; they came here to interview All Might as Nedzu declared half an hour ago that All Might started teaching in this school.
'A dumb move for the supposed smartest being in this world...'
Yaourozu Momo watched as Izuku gracefully landed near her, her expression turned from worry and Panick into a hypnotized infatuation as her eyes landed on the young boy that she considered a role model.
"Yaoyorozu-san."
"Y-yes! Izuku we should leave immedia--"
"Make me a microphone"
"W-what?"
"Just do as I say, you'll know later."
Regardless of her confusion, Momo quickly created a microphone.
Izuku held the microphone and considered being the one who stops the crowd but opted to use Iida instead to avoid becoming the class president.
Izuku's moto in life is that one should always avoid unnecessary work.
He used Float again and landed near Iida "I'll cut to the chase, a crowd of reporters bypassed the gates, and the alarms activated, use this thing to calm them" Izuku gave the microphone to Iida.
"I-I see! Thank you Midorya-san!" Iida's face showed surprise as he quickly absorbed the information and took a deep breath.
Izuku closed his ears as this would be loud.
"Everyone! Calm down it's a fals--" Izuku used 20% of OFA to leave the scene and arrive at the roof of the school, it was quieter here and he calmed his irritated mood for a bit.
"What a mess." he munched on his food slowly as he enjoyed the breeze. He jumped down and descended slowly after noises died down.
---
"Izuku Midoriya, 12 votes"
"Momo Yaoyorozu, 4 votes"
"Denki Kaminari, 1 vote, same with Hanta Sero."
Aizawa's spoke in a monotone voice.
"..."
Izuku looked at Iida and Momo who both gave him a thump up, he looked at the rest, Shinso, Uraraka, Tsu, Koda, Sato..., each showing a positive reaction upon his gaze landing on them.
Even Bakugo averted his gaze slowly while Shoto simply nodded in acknowledgment.
"It is to be expected, Midoriya-san is very smart and resourceful" Momo spoke with admiration and amazement.
"Indeed, he had assessed the entire morning alarm situation in less than 10 seconds and found an instant solution, he even gave me the microphone and left the spotlight, a true selfless hero!" Iida's face simply looked at him like a worshipper.
"So manly! it has to be him" Kirishima spoke and Uraraka nodded with energy.
"You're amazing, Izuku-chan" Tsu spoke in wonder.
"..."
'Honestly, you're one to blame for teaching them every day, you've planted the image of a leader in them that way' Nana said as she shook her head.
'Izuku, I'd like to kindly remind you that you can't refuse after all of this.' Hikage spoke while snickering.
'Boohoo bitch just say you don't want to be class president, fuck them kids.' Banjo's voice was exasperated.
Izuku's eyes lit up directly, then his face showed a sad look as he turned to Aizawa to apologize and refuse.
As if knowing his thoughts, Aizawa's eyes landed on him and activated his quirk Erasure, his hair floated and red eyes peered directly at him.
"I'd be honored!" Izuku quickly changed his expression into a happy one, his voice cheerful.
"Let's do our best, President!" Momo's tune was excited, she couldn't wait to spend hours doing paperwork with Izuku!
"Y-yes, let's do our best, Vice-president" Izuku smiled through gritted teeth, he grinded his teeth together and a vein throbbed on his forehead.
Aizawa nodded in satisfaction and began the class.
----
Wednesday, 4: 47 in the morning.
All Might arrived at the beach, Izuku has told him to come here today at dawn for a bit of training.
The beach was quiet, the waves moving in a stable motion and the morning fresh air filled his 1 lung with energy.
Izuku faced All Might in his muscular form. They moved like lightning, exchanging blows with incredible speed. Though Izuku was faster, All Might's experience and raw strength kept him on edge and eventually he familiarized himself with Danger Sense.
"Not bad, young Midoriya," All Might said, dodging a punch that was anticipated long ago. "But don't rely on speed too much, use technique, you are too predictable!"
Izuku had to admit, facing All Might in a hand-to-hand combat was a nightmare, he was just too sharp and everything he threw at him was predicted and countered, the man had decades of experience when it comes to fighting.
Izuku's Sharingan was open throughout the entire fight, he copied everything.
After a while, Izuku asked him to stop as he wasn't sure when the U.S.J would happen, and he wanted him to preserve his energy.
"All Might, try preserving your strength, I have a bad feeling nowadays."
???
"What an ominous thing to say first thing in the morning, Midoriya-Boy"
"Please."
All Might stared at his protégé's face for a while then nodded seriously "Okay."
---
7:37 A.M
On his way to work, All Might intercepted a villain with trapezoidal headgear wreaking havoc in Musutafu. Kamui Woods and Mt. Lady had been struggling against him as he held multiple hostages in his hand, but All Might defeated the villain with a single chop before the giant could do anything.
Fans and reporters swarmed him, but his time ran out, forcing him to leave hastily, he tried to heed Izuku's warning to the best of his abilities.
"Aaah! My purse!" A woman screamed as a black figure stole her purse and used his springy legs to run off with speed.
All Might's trajectory changed, and he chased a thief, he apprehended him quickly and handed the purse to the young mother.
"Aaah! The brakes are broken I can't stop the car!" All Might quickly interjected and stopped the car from hitting a pedestrian.
"There's an incident with a fugitive barricading himself the next town over!"
All Might quickly leaped high and left to help.
He kept helping for almost an hour, this is his curse, his duty, All Might was the number 1 hero, his presence was needed to calm the masses, no sick day, no days off, nothing.
He ran and ran and ran until he couldn't run anymore, all his life, Toshinori Yagi ran, but not for himself, he ran for others... So that they could walk around safely.
Yet, All Might's biggest mistake was being too reliable. He was a force of nature, a natural disaster for all villains on the land.
But what will happen if he was gone? What will happen to society as we know it? Is society ready for such a day?
All Might didn't want to dwell on such a topic.
"Uckk..!" He jumped off, ignoring the crowd as he felt the familiar weakness, blood rushing to his throat, he landed in an alley and turned frail, he called No.13 on his way.
"Something happened, I won't make it to the Unforeseen Simulation Joint training on time," he said, his tone helpless. "Take care of the students and call if anything happens." He added, his voice a bit more serious.
"Ok, I'll handle it~" A feminine voice replied cheerfully.