Boku No Hero Academia The Day 소설 & 이야기

🦋 BENITA 🦋 This morning is exceptionally strange, even more so than the countless weird mornings before it. Today is the 25th of September, 2024, a day I absolutely refuse to accept. If only night could stretch on indefinitely and day could be cut short—or better yet, if there should be no day at all. I couldn’t help but think something terrible was going to happen, and deep down, I was preparing myself for it. No bad news was going to meet me unaware again.

When the teachers arrived, the scene before them was something out of a manga: – Yamada rolling on the ground, groaning in pain – Takuto holding up the recorder like a trophy – Rishi and the baseball boys frozen in dynamic victory poses – Misaki furiously backing up the audio – And Daifuku, perched smugly on a rock, licking his paw like a champion Fujita-sensei pushed up his glasses, clearly trying to process what he was seeing. “...Are all graduation trips this… exciting now?”

When Hikari sees it, he asks that voice "Why are you showing us this?" Then the place becomes dark, that voice says to them "It was a day on where did all of you. will be erased. that moment is your future. Can you believe me?" Hikari disagrees with it. He says to that voice " No, there was no way that would happen to us. I do not believe it. Beca-"

Lucas didn’t understand how they even knew about Emma. “You will need time to collect your thoughts. We’ll contact you for the next meeting.” Said the Sensei, more exhausted sounding than ever. The masked figure with the gun pointed at Lucas hit him upside the head with it. Fifteen minutes later Lucas woke, alone in the desolate area surrounding the tunnel.

****** ~School~ On getting to school, Sakiko didn't see Sasuke. He wasn't in the class of the next either. She was practically the first student to arrive in class that day. Sighing, she took a deep breath and braced herself for the start of a new day. She walked tirelessly to her seat and gently placed her back on the desk. Bringing out her phone, she tried his number to be sure he wasn't somewhere else in school. Beep! Beep!

We stepped out of the burger joint, and the evening breeze brushed my face with a cool touch. I walked beside him. "You see it now, don't you? Someone like you wouldn't survive a single day in the real world without an assistant and a wallet." He didn't protest, only murmured a quiet "yeah". We walked on in silence. The streetlights stretched our shadows across the pavement, where they met briefly before parting. As we approached the entrance to my apartment complex, he suddenly stopped. "Nova." "Yeah?" "How did I do today?" he asked softly. "Did I pass?"

“No. Our faculty has a meeting.” “Oh,” he replied. “We still have one more class.” I thought about it for a moment. My body still felt weak from the cold water earlier, and my head was starting to ache. “Maybe I’ll just go home,” I said. “I feel tired.” Nathaniel nodded. “That’s probably a good idea. Go rest.” We both stood up and started walking toward the exit of the cafeteria. But before we could reach the door— Something hit my head. Hard.

“I, Bri of the Kita, order all personnel to commence the operation.” As she continued to watch the sky, Bri’s face formed a firm expression. ‘It’s time to come home to us, Tamashi.’ —— Savior: Original Story by OneSevenEight Episode: Framed Perspective - Part 6 —— “How’d you sleep, Tamayo?” “Fine.” As Tamashi consumed his cereal, Yasa continued to interrogate him. “So, whatcha up to today?” “Don’t know yet.” “You going to do any school work?” “I don’t have access to my account, yet.”

It was like a superman who did bad things. Something fell off the table in the room, startling the boys. Jason quickly glanced at the place to find the figure without any shadow. He was the one who now sat on the table, throwing the book that had been 5here to the floor. The boys looked as well, but Jason saw in their frightened eyes that they could not see the ascian. He did not know why, but he was grateful for that. He did not want them to come in contact with the evil he could feel emanating from the figure.