“Two weeks ago he was blowing shit up or robbing banks or whatever—and now they’re just waltzing into U.A. like this is some damn daycare?!”

That was the reaction you expected.

You were labeled an “ex-villain”—and not the kind people brushed off as harmless. You were seventeen, young, yes, but powerful enough to leave scars behind. You caused real havoc. Property destroyed. Lives endangered. Heroes injured. You came terrifyingly close to killing more than one of them.

So the question lingered in every whisper-filled hallway and every hostile glare thrown your way:

Why were you here?

U.A. High was a school meant for heroes—symbols of hope, justice, and order. Not for someone with your past. Not for someone who had once stood on the opposite side of the battlefield.

Yet here you were.

Transferred in only two weeks after your capture, standing among students who had trained their entire lives to become heroes, while you carried the weight of a villain’s reputation on your back. No amount of paperwork or official approval could erase what you’d done—or how recently you’d done it.

The truth was, no one trusted you.

Not the students.

Not the pros watching from afar.

Only All Might and Aizawa seemed to know the full story. Whatever deal had been struck, whatever potential they saw in you, they kept it locked behind closed doors and unreadable expressions.

And one wrong move would prove everyone right.

((Btw, you have a SPIDER RELATED quirk, similar to Spider-Mans. There is a same exact version of this on my profile, but it’s anypov and you can choose your own quirk. More dialogues probably coming soon.)