{Ryo Kurokiba, Age: 14}
"Say... are you sure that you don't want to be a hero?" Kaina asked Ryō, as they were walking back to their home.'
"Yeah, I'm sure. Call me a coward and all. But I'm not ready to put my family in danger," Ryō said while thinking 'Technically I'll be doing vigilantism and as per the rules that is illegal, and they can only punish me if they catch me. But the problem is, I can't shapeshift. I tried many times but all of them ended in failure.'
"You could always hide your identity, you know?" Kaina said.
"I could, but the officials will have my identity and if one of the villains who I captured has the capacity to influence the officials or any other heroes, they can easily find my identity and take away those who are precious to me." When Kaina heard what Ryō said, she thought to herself 'Well there goes my last string of hope that we could become a team in the future.'
"Do whatever you want then." Kaina said out loud with a little bit of frustration.
Ryō just smiled at her and said "That's what I'm gonna do, Kai. I'm gonna do what I want."
"Argghhh. I hate that smug smile of yours!" Shouting at Ryō, Kaina ran away from him in a different direction.
Shaking his head he made a clone of himself and said "Make sure she reaches her home safely."
"Sure bossman." Saying that the clone went after Kaina, Ryō resumed his walk towards his home.
As usual, his mother was standing in front of the house waiting for him, and seeing him Hiyori asked "Where is Kaina?"
"She got mad at me and ran away." Ryō said.
"And you made a clone to follow her?" Hiyori asked.
"Yeah, he will make sure that she reaches home safely." Ryō replied.
"Good work. Make sure to look after her, okay?" Hiyori told Ryō while ruffling his hair.
Giving a side eye to his mother, Ryō said "Mom, are you her mother or mine?"
"Both of yours. She's going to be my daughter in law, no?" Hiyori replied in a jovial tune and went into the house.
Ryō closely followed Hiyori while saying "How many times do I have to tell you that we are just friends?"
"I don't care how you think your relationship with her stands now, I know that she is love with you." Hiyori said as she sat down on the chair near where her husband Yato was sitting.
Sitting opposite to his parents, he asked "How so? She hasn't told me anything."
"Well let's call it a woman's intuition. I just know that Kaina-chan loves you so much, and I know my son very well enough to understand that he is head over heels for a girl."
Sighing, Ryō said "I do love her, but she wants to be a hero and I don't want to distract her from her goals."
"Well son, if you love a girl, you have to tell her as soon as possible or you will lose her forever to someone else." Yay it said while moving the magazine to one side so he could have a good look at his son.
"Well in this case you don't have to worry about that, I can see that she won't leave you for another one." Hiyori said while giving her husband a side eye.
Shaking his head, Ryō said "I'll be in my room."
Seeing him going to his room, Hiyori said "See that? What you said must have hurted him."
"Well did I say anything wrong?" Yato asked her.
"No, but we should have told him that in a different manner." Hiyori said.
"What's done is done, there's no way to change that. He got the message right, so it's alright." Yato said.
"I hope it is." Hiyori said while she was looking at the direction Ryō went.
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["Students of Mustafa Private Middle School, I conclude my speech with the hope that all of you will be successful and happy in your future venture."]
As soon as the principal finished his speech, the students threw their graduation cap into the air as a form of tradition.
They graduated from middle school and everyone was looking forward to their bright future that they had ahead of them. Some wanted to be Professional Heroes in these times where All Might is inspiring the kids to be a hero and save as many as possible.
Apart from the hero aspirants there were also students who wanted to get a good job and have stability in their future, some who don't have heroic quirks want to be helpful to the society in any way they can.
In the middle of these children who had an inkling of an idea of what to do in their future, Ryo observed them. He also has a dream, but that is different from most people around him. All he wants is to have a happy family and a stable life in his future. For that he already had a plan, a plan that is only possible thanks to his Ditto Quirk. 'But still, if I could help someone, then I would gladly do so. But not by risking my life or the life of my loved ones.'
He had to halt his thought process as two hands wrapped around his waist and a head was supported on the crook of his neck.
Smiling, Ryo tenderly creased the hands around his waist and spoke "What is it Kai?"
"We won't be in the same school now." Kaina said.
"That we won't. But that doesn't mean that we don't have to see each other." Ryo said.
Kaina didn't say anything, and Ryo continued while turning backwards and embracing her "You know, I didn't want to say this and distract you during your hero studies, but.."
Before he could continue, a finger was placed on his lips and he saw Kaina looking at him with tear filled eyes, which confused Ryo.
Shaking her head and wiping the tears from her eyes, she said "Don't say it now. I will come to you when I have become a pro hero. Then you can tell me. Until then please wait."
Smiling, Ryo leaned in and kissed Kaina on her cheeks and said "I'll wait for you. I don't care how long that takes, but I will wait for you."
"Thank you." Saying that Kaina hid her face on his chest, and Ryo felt his shirt getting damped. Smiling softly, he moved his hand on her back in circles to calm her down.
A couple of meters away from the two teenagers, Hiyori and Yato watched them. Wiping her tears off from her face, Hiyori told Yato "See, I told you that she loves my son."
"Yes you did honey, yes you did." Yato told her as he hugged her from the side and Hiyori rested her head on his shoulder.
Ryo, who had sensed his parents, whispered to Kaina "My mom and dad are here."
She quickly jumped away from his hug and looked around to spot his parents. When she saw them, Kaina smiled and walked towards them with a smile that looked like a flower had bloomed.
Hiyori hugged Kaina as she had known her from the age of twelve and Yato hugged Ryo and congratulated him for graduating from middle school.
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Thanks for the detailed prologue! Here's a follow-up 2000-word continuation of your story, picking up from the end of the previous scene:
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Chapter One: The Test Begins
The halls of U.A. High School buzzed as students exchanged whispers about the new combat instructor. Logan's imposing presence had struck a chord deep within the hearts of Class 1-A, and even the most spirited among them, like Bakugo, had been momentarily silent after his introduction. Now, they waited — some anxiously, others with fierce resolve — for their first session under this mysterious warrior.
The next day dawned crisp and clear. Morning rays glinted off the windows of the training grounds — or rather, a part of the facility students had rarely entered. It was the "Restricted Training Sector," typically reserved for upperclassmen or emergency simulations.
Aizawa led Class 1-A down the stone path that wound around the school building and stopped at a heavy metal door reinforced with shock-resistant plating.
"You've trained in controlled environments," Aizawa said, voice calm but firm. "Today, that changes. What lies behind this door isn't a battlefield we've prepared for you — it's one Logan designed. Go in expecting to be surprised."
With a click and a hiss of hydraulics, the door creaked open. Inside lay an urban warzone: crumbling buildings, overturned vehicles, smoke machines simulating burning debris, and hidden speakers emitting distant screams and explosions. It was a visceral, immersive replica of an actual crisis.
Standing at the center, arms folded, was Logan.
"Get in here," he barked.
The class stepped in, eyes scanning the chaos. Even Midoriya's encyclopedic mind, so used to categorizing threats and building strategies, faltered for a second.
Logan began to pace. "This is a simulation based on a real event. A quirk-powered terrorist group attacked a residential district. Civilians were trapped. The pro-heroes were overwhelmed. I'm not interested in who's the strongest today — I'm interested in who thinks, who acts, and who breaks."
He turned to Aizawa. "They don't know the rules yet?"
Aizawa shook his head. "It's all yours."
Logan nodded. "You'll be operating in pairs, randomly assigned. Your job? Locate and evacuate civilians — marked dummies — while avoiding or neutralizing enemy threats. You'll be scored on strategy, teamwork, and adaptability. Fail to act quickly or put your partner at risk, and you'll be pulled out."
He paused.
"And if you're thinking this is like the rescue training you've done before, think again. This time, the threats fight back."
A panel opened in the wall, revealing humanoid combat drones — tall, heavily armored, some equipped with blunt-force weapons, others with mounted stun guns.
A wave of unease rippled through the class. Even Bakugo's confident sneer twitched.
Logan raised his voice. "Pairing list is on your comms. You've got five minutes. Move."
The students' wrist-mounted comm devices blinked to life. Midoriya's eyes scanned the screen. He was paired with Tokoyami. An odd combination — but intriguing. Tokoyami's strategic darkness paired with Midoriya's analytical mind might just be the edge they needed.
Ochaco had been paired with Bakugo — a combination she clearly didn't see coming, judging by her visible flinch. Bakugo, for his part, scoffed and turned away, muttering about "not babysitting."
Kirishima found himself with Yaoyorozu. Todoroki, surprisingly, was paired with Mineta — a move that clearly frustrated both of them for different reasons.
Logan observed the reactions carefully. Each choice had been intentional.
"Simulation starts in three... two... one..."
The lights dimmed, the speakers blared the sound of collapsing buildings, and the class scattered into the mock urban warzone.
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Midoriya & Tokoyami
"Let's head east," Midoriya whispered, crouching behind a collapsed bus. "We need high ground. Maybe from that half-standing apartment building we can get a layout."
Tokoyami nodded. "Dark Shadow will scout ahead."
As the spectral bird zipped forward, Midoriya took a deep breath. "We have to expect traps. The dummies may be in unstable areas, and the drones won't go easy."
They moved fast, passing a charred car and diving into the ground floor of the building. Dust rained down from above. The ceiling looked ready to cave, but they made their way to the second floor, where Tokoyami halted.
"Three heat signatures," he murmured. "Two drones, one human-sized figure."
Midoriya's brain raced. "Split them. I'll distract the drones with Full Cowling. You get the dummy."
Tokoyami hesitated. "And if the building collapses?"
Midoriya's grin was determined. "Then we don't make it a prolonged fight."
Moments later, Midoriya shot from the stairwell in a green blur, landing a smash on the first drone's shoulder. The metal arm crunched under the blow, but the second drone spun and fired an electric bolt that grazed Midoriya's leg.
He hissed in pain but kept moving.
Tokoyami darted past, scooping the dummy from under a fallen beam. "Got it!" he shouted.
"Retreat route is clear!" Midoriya called.
They escaped through a side window, sliding down a pile of rubble just as the second drone gave chase — only for Dark Shadow to engulf it from above, immobilizing it.
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Ochaco & Bakugo
"This is NOT going to work," Bakugo growled as they ran down a smoke-filled alley. "You slow me down."
"I'm not here to slow you down, I'm here to save people," Ochaco shot back, face stern. "So maybe if you worked with me—"
An explosion tore into the wall beside them. A drone stepped out, larger than the rest, its arms ending in dual hammers.
Bakugo wasted no time, launching into the air. "Stay outta my way!"
His blasts hammered the drone, forcing it back, but it adapted quickly, parrying his attacks and striking back. Ochaco moved fast, touching nearby rubble with her quirk and launching it at the drone's head. It staggered, and Bakugo capitalized, blasting through its chest.
"Fine," he muttered, "not totally useless."
Ochaco rolled her eyes. "High praise from you."
They found the dummy wedged between two cars, under a smoking beam.
"I'll lift it," Ochaco said. "Use your blasts to slide it out."
They worked in tense silence, but it worked. As they carried the dummy to the extraction point, Bakugo murmured, "Not bad. Still not fast enough."
Ochaco only smiled.
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Elsewhere: Chaos and Progress
Kirishima and Yaoyorozu made an efficient team. She created a reinforced stretcher for the injured dummy, while he shielded her from two drones using his Hardening quirk like a battering ram.
Mineta and Todoroki, by contrast, struggled. Mineta's nerves got the better of him, and he nearly triggered a tripwire that Todoroki had to freeze mid-spring.
"You need to calm down," Todoroki said, voice even.
"I wasn't built for warzones!" Mineta whined, sticking his pop-off balls on the walls to delay a drone.
"Adapt," Todoroki said, freezing an entire alleyway behind them. "Or you'll fail."
Logan watched all of this from a raised observation booth with Aizawa beside him. On his screen, each student's vitals, movements, and performance were tracked in real-time.
"They're better than I expected," Logan admitted.
Aizawa nodded. "They've been through a lot."
"Still too green. Some are relying on quirks too much. Others are breaking under pressure."
"You'll change that."
"That's the idea."
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Conclusion of the Trial
One hour later, the final buzzer sounded. The lights rose. The battlefield fell silent.
Students regrouped at the extraction point, exhausted, bruised, but mostly intact.
Logan descended from the booth.
"No speech," he said. "You saw what it's like when things go wrong. You either adapt or you fall."
He scanned the faces of the class. "Some of you worked like pros. Others froze. All of you need work."
Midoriya opened his mouth to speak, but Logan held up a hand.
"Don't thank me. Don't try to analyze it yet. Go rest. You'll need it."
As the class filtered out, murmuring to one another, Aizawa approached Logan.
"You pushed them hard for a first session."
"They need it. You know that."
Aizawa sighed. "Yeah. I do."
Logan turned to look at the retreating students. "There's potential there. Real potential. We'll see if they can live up to it."
And so began the true test for Class 1-A — a gauntlet of new challenges, new fears, and, ultimately, growth. With Logan leading them through the crucible, the road to becoming true heroes would never be the same again.
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