The next day, Zion leaned back in Class 1-A's classroom, the second week at UA High settling into a rhythm he could game. The room smelled of chalk and ambition, hero posters mocking his true hunger: power, pussy, and owning this world. His All for One stayed quiet, Lightspeed and Ironclad on standby, his All-Seeing Eye tracking every move. After flirting with Ochaco and Mina, dodging Deku's glares, and stirring Mirko and Midnight's fires, Zion was weaving a web—girls, Quirks, rivals—all his to play. He'd keep it chill, building bonds, but his goals burned: steal Todoroki's fire, Momo's creations, and make every hot girl beg.
Aizawa shuffled in, looking like death warmed over. "Group project," he muttered. "Hero ethics case study, teams of five. Zion, you're with Midoriya, Uraraka, Ashido, Asui. Present tomorrow." Zion grinned, catching Ochaco's shy smile, Mina's wink, and Tsuyu's calm nod. Deku's jaw tightened, already dreading it. Perfect, Zion thought. Three hotties, one punching bag.
The group met in the dorm common room, a cozy mess of couches, snack wrappers, and a TV blaring hero news. Ochaco spread papers, her skirt hugging her hips, her laugh bright. "Okay, let's analyze this villain case!" Mina lounged, pink legs crossed, her blouse tight over her chest. Tsuyu sat cross-legged, her frog eyes sharp but warm, her shorts showing off toned thighs. Zion's thoughts went filthy—Ochaco's curves, Mina's bounce, Tsuyu's quiet sexiness—but he kept it smooth, slow like with Mirko.
"Sounds fun," Zion said, leaning toward Tsuyu. "You're the smart one, right? Lead the way, Froggy." She blinked, a faint blush on her cheeks. "Call me Tsu," she said, voice soft. His All-Seeing Eye pinged:
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Name: Tsuyu Asui
Appeal (Attraction to Zion): 25
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Mina laughed. "Ooh, Tsu's got a fan!" Ochaco giggled, but her eyes flicked to Zion, jealous. Deku buried his nose in notes, muttering about ethics. Zion leaned close to him, whispering, "Still crying over All Might, nerd?" Deku flushed, snapping, "Focus, Zion." The girls exchanged looks, tension simmering, but Zion just smirked, loving the chaos.
That night, the class threw a dorm game night—cards, truth-or-dare, pure teenage chaos. Zion joined, eyeing Tsuyu's shorts, Momo's elegant sweater hugging her curves. In truth-or-dare, he dared Deku: "Spill, hero—what's the lamest thing about wanting to be All Might?" Deku stammered, "I-I just want to save people!" Bakugo exploded, "Fuck that, you're a wannabe!" The room roared, Tsuyu calming things with a ribbit, but Zion caught her appeal stat climb:
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Name: Tsuyu Asui
Appeal (Attraction to Zion): 30
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Momo, dared to craft something silly, made a tiny All Might statue, her arm flashing skin. Zion whistled. "Damn, Momo, make me a throne next." She smiled, reserved but flattered:
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Name: Momo Yaoyorozu
Appeal (Attraction to Zion): 30
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The door swung open, and Midnight strode in, her bodysuit a sin, whip coiled, scent dizzying. "Morale check, darlings!" she purred, eyes on Zion. "Hope my favorite rookie's behaving." The boys gaped, girls groaned. Ochaco pouted, Zion grinned, whispering to Midnight, "You're making waves, teach." She winked, brushing his arm, and left, leaving Ochaco's frown and Deku's scowl.
A system ping hit:
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System Update –
Manipulation Achieved: Group Dynamics
Reward: +10 Stat Points
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Zion allocated 5 to Strength, 5 to Energy, tying to his Deku fight's 25 points. His body hummed, ready for thefts. Social game's paying off.
During project work, Zion watched Todoroki, his ice frosting a cup, his fire flickering when annoyed. Half-Cold Half-Hot's mine, Zion thought, noting Todoroki's temper—anger made him sloppy, a theft opening. He kept it chill, joking with Tsuyu, "Your Quirk's wild, Tsu. Ever stick someone to a wall?" She laughed, appeal ticking up, while Deku glowered, project papers crumpling.
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Name: Zion
Age: 16
Quirk: All for One
Special Ability: All-Seeing eye, (locked)
Energy: 20
Endurance: 25
Strength: 20
Appeal: ∞
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