Mha Tomura Shigaraki Novels & Stories

Scarpa who was standing at the door, staring at me intently. Shid. My heart. It was beating so fast. “Ms. Montana. You’re here,” he said, like he’d found something he’d been looking for. His eyes didn’t blink—just stared, bold and jade and unreadable. What was he doing here? I froze behind the counter. He looked nothing like the suited man from the office or the mourning husband from before then. He didn't wear any fabric that was black—just a cream polo, ripped jeans, and… slippers?

Confidential Operations HQ. Kimura had summoned three of the school’s most athletic forces to the meeting. Sato Rishi: Captain of the baseball team, grip strength 2.4x national average. Takahashi: Track ace, can finish a 100m dash before you finish blinking. Tanaka: Judo prodigy, rumored to have once thrown a teacher (accidentally). Kimura flipped open his tablet with flair, revealing graphs, charts, and a Venn diagram shaped like a fist. "Gentlemen, I require technical assistance for the upcoming physical exam."

Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body. “I hereby proclaim Amelia Snow as the Alpha and first member of the Hunter Race, does anyone stand against this?” Lariempi declared to the heavens with a voice louder than thunder, a few seconds passed and then lightning flashed and thunder rumbled violently, at this very instant Amelia felt something change within her but she couldn’t point at exactly what changed.