Transfer Student, a Boku No Hero Academia x Male!Reader (Chapter One)
The students of class 1-A were rowdy as they awaited their Homeroom Teacher and Pro Hero Aizawa 'Eraserhead' Shouta. Aizawa had just returned from a meeting that consisted of the teachers of U.A. and the principal Nedzu. They were expecting a new transfer student from an Elite Hero Academy in Denmark. The student was known to be very dangerous because of his Quirk, and the School he was going to suspected that because of his background that he'd stray towards the Villain path, and with a Quirk that's incredible strong and unpredictable as the one this boy has; no one would be able to stop him.
Aizawa slid open the door of his homeroom, use to the chaos in the room. Bakugou Katsuki was fighting with Tenya Iida, about desks. Izuku Midoriya was mumbling to himself as he wrote s
I heard the sound of my phone alarm blaring next to my ear. I dismissed it, and rose rom my bed, and begun my normal workout routine. 150 push ups and crunches, 120 pull ups, and mediating whilst doing yoga. I knew that I wouldn't be late to class, because I woke up two hours before class began. I sat in silence with calming aromatic candles being the only light source in my room. I listened to the melody of the crickets chirping in the early hours of the morning, singing to the moon. I listened to my own heartbeat, and I let my thoughts go blank. I heard my phone go off, making me open an single eye, looking at it as it vibrated on my bed. I sighed, closing my eye again as I lifted my leg up past my head, and I continued my focus. I was in the Owl stance when I heard my phone buzz again, making me finally walk over it and check it. One
It was the end of the week finally, Friday afternoon to be more particular. During these last couple of days, I've been observing our new transfer student, (Full Name). He was a complex character, who shut himself out, and spoke to virtually no one, except for teachers when needed, and Kirishima and Uraraka. He never started a conversation, only participated in them, with lazy responses that are usually one or two words. He hated his Quirk; Blood Manipulation. He never used it on someone, but to assist in powerful hand combat. (L/N) seemed to always be spaced out, never paying attention to what others had to say, unless it was interesting to him.
"Um, Todoroki? Are you ok? You totally spaced out there. Are you feeling well?" I was interrupted by Midoriya, who looked at me concerned.
"I was thinking, what
"Who's the Saviour?" I asked my student, who I just caught after he suddenly bolted from my homeroom. I remembered moments ago, when he had the look of fear as my colleague Present Mic told me about the suspected cultist group who miraculously inflitrated Yuuei. I made sure he wouldn't fight back or was able to use his Quirk by wrapping him up in my Bandages, and I was dragging him on the floor, but he didn't seem to fight back.
"Me. I'm the Saviour." he said. I looked at him, and he was looking at his feet.
"Who are they? The cultist group?"
"The United Confederation of the Saviour, abbreviated to UCS. They're a group of fanatics, scientists, and generally insane people. Based on the name, you can determine that they are dedicated to the Saviour, who happens to be me unfortunately. The scientist
(Name) was in his dorm room, and he was doing his normal yoga, listening to some Beethoven through some earbuds. He had already made his lunch, and he had no assignments to start/finish, so he tried his best to relax. Though, he kept trying to clear his mind of the images of his classmate, Katsuki Bakugou beaten and bloody, out of his mind. (Name) had his eyes closed as he tried to focus on his music, listening to the instruments. He was in the 'sage' pose, then leaning back into the 'sleeping hero' pose. He suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the candle he had lit suddenly blow out. He clicked his tongue, pulling his back off the floor, now in the 'camel'. He exhaled deeply, shutting his eyes once more. He was in the middle on listening to 'Fur Elise' when it suddenly stopped playing, making him open his eyes revealing a Eijirou Kirishima. He ignored his friend