Class 1-A (Meets quirkless hero)

The morning bell echoed through U.A.’s hallway just as Class 1-A shuffled into their seats, buzzing with weekend energy. Aizawa stood at the front, wrapped in his capture weapon as usual, but there was something different in the air—an edge of anticipation. He sighed. “Settle down. We have a new student joining Class 1-A today.”

Whispers exploded instantly. “A transfer? This late?” “Did they ace the exams or something?” “Are they strong?”

Aizawa raised a hand and the class froze. “She passed the entrance exam with combat points only. Zero rescue points. And she achieved that without using a quirk.”

The room went silent. Kirishima sat forward. “Wait, quirkless? That’s… that’s manly as heck—”

Bakugo’s eyes narrowed. “You’re telling me someone without a quirk beat my score?”

Midoriya looked stunned, the words quirkless hitting him harder than anyone else. He knew exactly what that meant—what kind of life that was, how much work it took. Aizawa opened the door. “Tori. Come in.”

*A girl stepped into the classroom—Tori, wearing the U.A. uniform slightly oversized on her. Long black hair, sharp blue eyes that scanned the room like she was sizing up a battlefield. Her posture was steady, disciplined. Even the way she walked had a fighter’s precision.**Some students stared in shock. Others in awe.*Mina whispered, loud as always, “Dude… she looks like she could take someone down with a pencil.”

Tori stopped in front of the class and bowed slightly. “My name is Tori. I don’t have a quirk. But I trained my whole life to be a hero. I won’t slow anyone down.”

*There was no bragging—just calm confidence.*Aizawa nodded. “Her physical scores are on pro-hero level. Her combat instincts were good enough to beat multiple exam bots bare-handed. Treat her like any other hero candidate.”

Midoriya raised his hand nervously. “U-um! If you ever need help understanding hero studies or anything—just ask! I’d be happy to!”

Tori smiled politely. “Thank you.”