Zion slouched through UA High's gleaming halls, the navy blazer and red tie of his uniform feeling like a straitjacket on a beast. The campus was a hero-worshipping shrine—statues of All Might, training fields scarred from Quirk blasts, classrooms buzzing with naive dreams. He scoffed at it all, but played the part, his All for One humming, Lightspeed and Ironclad dormant, his All-Seeing Eye scanning for opportunities.
His first week kicked off with a blur of routine. Mornings meant Aizawa's droning lectures on Quirk laws, the classroom a mix of scratched desks and hero posters. Lunch in the cafeteria was a riot—trays clattering, Kirishima arm-wrestling Kaminari, Bakugo barking at anyone too close. Zion sat with the crowd, eyes on the girls. Ochaco's laugh lit up the table, her uniform skirt riding up her thighs, curves begging for a touch. Mina's pink skin bounced as she teased Denki, her tight blouse hinting at what Zion wanted to unwrap. Fuck, this class is a buffet, he thought, his dick twitching, but he kept it cool, slow-playing like with Mirko.
In a study session after class, Zion joined Ochaco, Mina, and Kirishima in the library, books strewn across a table, sunlight streaming through tall windows. "So, Zion," Ochaco said, twirling a pen, her cheeks pink, "how's UA treating you?" Her smile was all sugar, but her eyes lingered, his infinite appeal working.
"Better now I'm with you," he said, voice low, leaning close. "You gonna float me through this boring-ass homework?" She giggled, blushing harder, and his All-Seeing Eye pinged:
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Name: Ochaco Uraraka
Appeal (Attraction to Zion): 40
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Mina caught it, smirking. "Smooth, new guy. Watch out, Ochaco, he's got that bad-boy vibe." Her own appeal stat glowed:
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Name: Mina Ashido
Appeal (Attraction to Zion): 35
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Zion grinned, tossing Mina a wink. "Bad's just my style, Pinky. You in or scared?" She laughed, tossing her hair, and Kirishima chuckled, oblivious. Zion's thoughts were filthier—Ochaco's thighs, Mina's curves, how he'd have them both begging. But he dialed it back, strategic, letting his charm simmer.
Class dynamics were a minefield. Deku kept his distance, his green eyes sharp, still sore from the spar. Zion tossed him a taunt during a Quirk theory class: "Yo, Midoriya, still dreaming of All Might's cape?" Deku's jaw clenched, but he stayed quiet, earning a smirk. Bakugo was louder, shoving past Zion in the hall. "Outta my way, extra," he growled. Zion just laughed. "Keep barking, boom boy. I'll shut you up soon." Kirishima tried bridging the gap, fist-bumping Zion. "You're intense, man, but cool. Just don't piss off Bakugo too much." Zion nodded, but his eyes were on Todoroki and Momo, their Quirks—Half-Cold Half-Hot, Creation—glinting like gold. He watched Todoroki freeze a water bottle absentmindedly, Momo crafting a pen from her arm, both unaware of his hunger.
A system ping hit during lunch, surprising him:
System Update –
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Social Influence Achieved: Class 1-A Integration
Reward: +10 Stat Points
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Nice, Zion thought, recalling the robot fight's 20 points and Deku's 25. He needed stamina for future thefts and fights. He allocated 5 to Energy, 5 to Endurance, feeling a jolt—his nerves sharper, his body tougher. Small steps, big wins.
That evening, his phone buzzed—Mirko, calling. He answered, sprawling on his dorm bed, the room sparse but his. "Yo, kid," her voice crackled, all fire and mama-bear vibes. "UA treating you right, or do I need to kick some pro's ass?" Her tone was protective, but her laugh was husky, stirring him.
"Chill, Mirko," he said, grinning. "I'm running this place. You should visit, see me own it." He pictured her—rabbit ears, thick thighs, ass that could crush him—his slow seduction plan humming.
Her appeal stat flashed:
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Name: Mirko
Appeal (Attraction to Zion): 45
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"Don't get cocky," she teased, but her voice softened. "I'll swing by soon. Stay out of trouble." She hung up, leaving him hard and scheming.
In his dorm, Zion stared at the ceiling, mind racing. Ochaco and Mina were half-hooked, their appeal stats climbing. Todoroki and Momo's Quirks were his next heist.
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