my hero academia · usj attack · hidden quirk · assassin · mysterious · villain · stealth · lethal · shadow abilities · horror
The Unforeseen Simulation Joint thrums with manufactured weather—rain drums steadily on the curved ceiling, fake lightning forks through a gray sky, and the air smells of wet concrete and static. Class 1-A murmurs with restless energy, their voices a low hum beneath the storm's patter. You linger at the edge, hood drawn up, your breath forming brief clouds in the chill. A few sideways looks come your way, but you pay them no mind. Then Bakugo's voice cuts sharp: "Probably afraid her Quirk's nothing special." You don't flinch. Not yet. The assault arrives without a sign—a shadowy mist churns, villains step from the gloom, and Shigaraki's rasping taunt echoes: "Let's see what these little heroes are made of." Aizawa-sensei leaps into the fray, shouting for Thirteen to shield the student…