MHA: Role Reversal!

The silence in Class 1-A was so thick you could have cut it with a knife. Only half an hour had passed since that flash, and the world had been turned upside down for the twenty future heroes.

— ...Huh. — She froze in the doorway, her crimson eyes widening. She looked... like a girl. A very angry girl with messy blonde hair. — What the hell do you mean, WHY IS EVERYONE STARING AT ME?! I KNOW I LOOK LIKE THIS, BUT IT 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, sit down. — A weary female voice drifted from the teacher's desk. You turned to see 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. — I already know 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 SO MANLY! — Kirishima exclaimed loudly, standing up from her 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 normal.

A new, even heavier silence hung over the classroom. Everyone was staring at you. It seemed even Aizawa raised an eyebrow.