After the accident at USJ, the school was closed for an entire day to allow students, specifically Css 1A, to recover from the incident. After all, they faced and repelled the onsught of a group of Vilins who had infiltrated the school campus.

  An event that deserves to be praised, except that, in reality, that assault turned into a bloodbath because of a golden giant. A giant about whom numerous rumours spread throughout the school in a short period of time. Some say he is a viginte, others that he is a foreign Hero, still others that he is actually a Vilin seeking redemption. But the truth is, no one knows his true identity except the professors who spoke with him at the USJ and the students in css 1A. In particur, one of them knows him… well.

  Katsuki Bakugou didn't sleep very well the night of the USJ assault. Not because he was traumatised by the Vilins' onsught, but because he still can't believe that his childhood friend, a Quirkless, could have become so… different.

  True, it's been 10 years since that idiot Deku decided to unch himself against the Vilin who wanted to take him hostage, only to disappear along with the criminal. But his change was too clear-cut.

  At the time, many seemed relieved that it was a Quirkless who had "been sacrificed," but he couldn't shake a strange sense of guilt. He saw Deku as the embodiment of failure, a perfect example of what he absolutely was not meant to be or become. That's why he bullied him. To remind himself that he has to be better, to be number 1.

  But Deku's sudden disappearance did not mark the end of the "failure" symbol, but it did indicate that he himself had failed: when the Vilin was about to take him hostage, Bakugou was frozen in fear, while Deku had acted. Thus was born his guilt: not having been able to prove himself the best, even though everyone said otherwise.

  And now, after 10 years, Deku has reappeared as a golden-armoured giant. According to those who saw him, Izuku intervened without hesitation, exterminating the Vilins and, finally, crushing the one known as Nomu.

  The 1A students were all in css, immersed in the routine of a very normal school day. Just as everyone was following their own habits, Tenya Ida, the css representative, was facing the cathedra, rigid and hyperactive as usual.

  ?Listen up! Csses will start soon! Everyone, go sit down!?

  ?Well, you're the one who's not in his pce.? Hanta Sero muttered, making some of his companions smile.

  As the bell rang, the door opened, and what appeared to be a scruffy mummy with long, unkempt bck hair, of slim build, wearing a short-sleeved bck jacket, trousers and shoes. He was also wearing bck fingerless gloves and a wraparound scarf. Everyone recognised him immediately.

  ?Good morning.? he greeted in an exhausted tone.

  ?????Aizawa-sensei?!!!????? the whole css excimed

  Aizawa was literally dragging himself one step at a time toward the chair under the astonished and worried eyes of a rge portion of the css, to the point of wondering if he wouldn't fall at any moment.

  ?Sensei, are you feeling well?!? Ida asked quickly, raising his left hand

  ?Before you worry about me, worry about yourself.?

  ?What would that mean, sensei?? asked Minoru in fear.

  ?I'll tell you ter. But first, I have an announcement to make: starting today, we will have a new student who recently moved here to UA.?

  ?A new student?? asked a girl named Melissa Shield.

  ?Yeah. That rat always does his own thing.? Aizawa muttered, before turning toward the entrance to the css ?You can come in.?

  The door opened again, attracting everyone's attention, and soon afterwards, they stiffened.

  ?I don't think there needs to be much introduction, but this is your new cssmate: Izuku Midoriya Valorian Vadrian Mana-?

  ?Aizawa-sensei, you can safely stop on Midoriya.?

  The giant was in front of them, wearing the UA uniform. His deep but kind eyes watched the new companions.

  ?My name is Izuku Midoriya, please. I can't wait to spend three years together.? he said, smiling.

  "Yes, yes. Does anyone have any questions?" Aizawa asked tiredly, only to notice several hands rising.

  *****

  [Two nights ago]

  ?How do you pn to keep me close to you, now that you’ve found an interesting new “human”.?

  That statement and those green eyes that had seen too many things sent a shiver running down Nezu's hairy back. Despite maintaining an air of pyful neutrality, thanks to his skills, his Quirk, and his persuasive rhetoric, he has always been able to make UA a safe pce for students and employees, away from the watchful eyes of the HPSC, which, each time, seeks to expand its influence within the school as well.

  Now, the no-longer-missing Izuku Midoriya has done what probably no one has been able to do since Nezu became UA principal: catch him on the counterattack.

  ?Oh, dear.? Nezu excimed, pretending not to understand. ?I do have hobbies, but I don't think collecting human beings is one of them.?

  ?Nezu-dono.? Izuku called him respectfully. ?In my centuries of service, I have also fought on the battlefields known as diplomacy and politics. So, let's avoid pleasantries and get to the point: how do you intend to keep me in your school, under YOUR supervision??

  ?..What makes you believe you’re so important, Midoriya-san??

  ?My importance comes from my very existence.? he stated wearily. ?A Quirkless who disappeared 10 years ago reappears and manages to single-handedly repel a raid by a Vilin group, despite being Quirkless. I can already imagine the fuss that journalists, and especially HPSC, will raise.?

  At the mention of that organisation, Nezu felt he had to swallow a bitter taste. However, he could not deny Izuku's cim. This failure to maintain safety on the school campus certainly doesn't create a positive image, and the HPSC, vultures that they are, certainly wouldn't hesitate to use the opportunity to undermine his authority within the school.

  ?Continue.? Nezu said, interested.

  ?Even though the attack was repelled, the perpetrators retreated to organise the next assault. Having me at hand is beneficial to you both because of this and because my status as a Quirkless could undermine the status quo of the hero society.? he expined, massaging his chin ?Furthermore, I doubt that my two and a half millennia of experience do not interest you.?

  Silence had fallen in the office. A tense silence in which two brilliant minds, experts in recognising and performing maniputions, were confronting each other. Everyone present understood this: Izuku Midoriya and Principal Nezu must NEVER be left alone, otherwise they will become a far worse threat than an entire army of Vilins.

  ?Hohoho. Midoriya-san, you really intrigue me.? The principal's joyful ughter sent shivers down the spines of those present ?You described to me the annoyances that are looming at the moment and what I can gain by keeping you close to me. But you? What would you gain from it??

  Izuku's gaze fell on the detective, who shivered at being immediately consulted.

  ?As things stand, what would my charges be under the w, Tsukauchi-san??

  ?While I would personally give you a medal for what you did...? Tsukauchi began, opening his notebook ?at the moment you would be accused of multiple murder, massacre and vigintism... Although the tter charge will fall when Quirk's absence is confirmed.?

  ?That's what I would gain from you, Principal Nezu.? Izuku said, addressing the chimaera again ?I'm sure you have a certain “fame”, and so it would help me to have someone who can alleviate the consequences of today's events. Also, if you could find me accommodation to move in with my mother, that wouldn't be a bad thing.?

  ?Accommodation?!? his mother asked ?We already have a house, Izuku!?

  ?I barely made it into this office, Mom. Do you really think he could fit into our old house?? he began, turning to his mother and smiling at her ?Furthermore, we have no guarantee that my identity will remain hidden for long, and so you will become a target to get to me or, worse yet, use yourself as a hostage to manipute me.?

  Inko opened her mouth to retort, but immediately closed it, realising the truth her son had expressed.

  ?Oh, dear. Then I'd say we have an agreement.? Nezu said, amusedly ?Now all we have to do is define and finalise the details.?