Principal Nezu sat at his desk, his usual calm demeanor replaced by a furrowed brow of frustration. Before him lay the records of three peculiar students: Akari Kurosawa, Haruki Tanaka, and the normally exemplary Izuku Midoriya.
The two students in the support course had preformed a seemingly impossible task.
He looked through the records, and to his astonishment, the third-year histories of all three students were missing.
'What the hell?'
It was as if an entire year of their lives had been erased. "What's wrong with Midoriya? He is a star student," Nezu mused, his enhanced intelligence quirk working overtime.
As he looked more into the files, a sense of unease settled in. Not only were the records missing, but they were sealed. Even those from the school. The only thing there was a note that said they went to Kunikigaoka, and also mentioning their homeroom teacher. Nothing more.
'Wait a minute. Kunikigaoka? That sounds weird. Where have I heard that name?'
His gaze lingered on Midoriya's file, and he couldn't help but notice weird patterns."Why does Midoriya leave every Friday afternoon?" Nezu wondered aloud, his furry brow furrowing deeper.
He then delved into the recent activities log, a long and boring record of attendance and participation. Nezu's eyes caught a discrepancy: Midoriya had missed a training session last week. For a star student known for his dedication, such an absence was uncommon and raised further questions.
The principal's focus shifted to the cryptic conversation the three students had engaged in earlier—speaking in Russian.
Nezu marveled at the skill displayed by Kurosawa, Tanaka, and Midoriya. "How did they manage to talk in a language they've never officially learned at U.A.?" he pondered, feeling uneasy about what he dosen't know
The principal leaned back in his chair, deep in thought. He contemplated the possibilities: hidden backgrounds, secret missions, or perhaps a darker past that had brought these students together, like a villan attack. His mind was everywhere. It pissed him off when he didn't know everything
He was an intelligent creature.
Just as his thoughts began to spiral into speculation, a knock on the door disrupted his thinking.
Nezu permitted entry, and a mysterious brunette woman stepped into his office. Her attire struck him as peculiar, not really similar to the normal appearance of U.A. staff.
"Take a seat," Nezu suggested, his beady eyes studying the newcomer with keen interest. The woman complied, her enigmatic presence lingering in the room.
"So, you must be the English teacher we called," Nezu stated, trying to put the mystery aside
"Thank you for joining us today. I must admit your arrival has sparked my curiosity," Nezu remarked, his sharp eyes peering over the rim of his glasses.
The English teacher, poised and composed, replied with a calm demeanor. "The pleasure is mine, Principal Nezu. I'm here to contribute to the academic environment at U.A."
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Deku as Nagisa Mha x AC
ActionHis lessons on hiding the truth were from the Japanese Government itself who asked a bunch of middle schoolers not to even tell their parents that they were being trained to kill, regardless of how many times they almost got killed in return. In fac...
