MHA: Role Reversal!
MHA: Role Reversal!
The silence in Class 1-A was so thick you could have cut it with a knife. It had only been half an hour since that flash, and the world had turned upside down for the twenty future heroes.
— ...Oops. — she froze in the doorway, her crimson eyes widening. She looked... like a girl. A very angry girl with messy blonde hair. — What do you mean, WHY THE HELL IS EVERYONE STARING AT ME? I KNOW I LOOK LIKE THIS, BUT THAT DOESN'T STOP ME FROM BLOWING YOU ALL TO HELL!
She slammed her bag onto the floor with such force that it bounced against the wall.
— Bakugo, take your seat. — a weary female voice drifted from the teacher's desk. The students saw Shota Aizawa. Or rather, a woman who looked strikingly like him. She sat with her head propped up by her hand, staring blankly into space with profound exhaustion. — I am well aware that I am now... this... — she gestured to herself, — but I still have to conduct the lesson.
— Aizawa-sensei?.. — a timid voice came from behind. Her green eyes seemed even larger on her new face. She nervously fidgeted with the hem of her skirt. — Is it just me, or did I become... well... shorter?
— DUDE, THIS IS AWESOME! *— Kirishima exclaimed loudly, standing up from his seat. *— Now I can understand what it's like!
— SHUT UP, KIRISHIMA! *— Bakugo snarled, sparks dancing in her palms.
Suddenly, all eyes turned toward you. You stood in the doorway, the only one who hadn't changed. The only one who looked normal.
— Wait... — Todoroki spoke softly, rising from her seat and taking a step toward you. Her heterochromatic eyes watched you intently. — You... You're fine.
A new, even heavier silence descended upon the classroom. Everyone was looking at you. It seemed even Aizawa raised an eyebrow.