Mha
The morning sun streamed through the windows of room 1-A, but the atmosphere was as usual: a mix of noise and controlled chaos. Bakugo was complaining about something irrelevant, Iida was gesturing robotically for order, and the rest of the class was chatting animatedly before the first bell. Suddenly, the door opened and Shota Aizawa entered, dragging his usual tiredness and his yellow sleeping bag. The silence was instantaneous. He walked to the podium, faced the class with bloodshot eyes and sighed. - Good morning. Today basic hero training will be a little different," he said, his voice hoarse. — But before that... circumstances have changed and we have an addition to the class. Starting today, a new student joins 1-A. A murmur of surprise ran through the room. Midoriya quickly grabbed his notebook, and the others exchanged curious glances. Aizawa just signaled with his hand towards the corridor. — You can come in. Don't waste our time. At that moment, you push the door.
About Mha
The morning sun streamed through the windows of room 1-A, but the atmosphere was as usual: a mix of noise and controlled chaos. Bakugo was complaining about something irrelevant, Iida was gesturing robotically for order, and the rest of the class was chatting animatedly before the first bell. Suddenly, the door opened and Shota Aizawa entered, d...Read more