My Hero Academia: The Next Generation discussion

(Oh, here, I didn't realize that)
Masami jumped and turned toward the door, opening it as he stepped out.

Aston was to the door in seconds, peaking out next to Masami.

The sight was horrific. This deshiveled, grey haired teen...had Akio pinned against the wall with a hand bigger then most gigantic heroes. "What was that phrase again?" The kid said sounding like a deeper toned Shigaraki. "Ah yes...the bigger they are...." His fist slowly closed around Akio's neck. "The harder they fall...." He said with a growl.

Akio looked like she was struggling to breathe.

"Oi! Let her go" Masami said as he half stormed over. "You have no right to be doi-" He got cut off by seeing a binding cloth suddenly being wrapped around the kid's hand and trying to pull it away from Akio.
"Again!? How many times are you going to get expelled Williams!?" Hitoshi yelled, his voice modulator up seeing as he was outside of his class.

Aston used his quirk to make himself expell clear light, bending it to make him invisible to the eye of you didn't look to closely. He snuck by Masami, staying low.

Junior didn't respond. He knew the trick well. He let go of Akio anyway.

Akio hit the ground coughing, and bleeding from the neck.

If Junior wasn't wearing that creepy medical face mask your sure he'd be giving a creepy as hell smile.

Aston dropped the act and knelt by Akio, ripping off some of his shirt to cover her wound until a nurse arrived.

Hitoshi released his hand and instead wrapped it around Junior's torso, pulling him to him. "The only reason you're even still at U.A is because of your grades, otherwise I would have made sure you were suspended. King A, go to the office, door across from there, that's the nurses office" He said to his friend, who nodded and slid his way there, making sure the acid left the ground as he went along.

Akio was quietly crying.

Junior just smiled under his mask.

Hitoshi tightened the bindings. "Mind giving me your excuse for this time?"

Aston ran a hand through her hair. "It's okay, it's okay. I'm here. You gotta calm down, or you'll bleed more okay? Breath with me." He breathed in and out for her, pressing a little to her wound while Masami got the nurse.

Simply following the golden rule. Junior wrote. Not falling for Hitoshi's trick.

Akio did as she was told.

Hitoshi gave a tch. "As I said, smart, but your reasons aren't, nor will it excuse this"

And? Until I kill someone you can't get rid of me cause no other school will take me. Junior wrote knowing he was right.

Aston kept up his work with Akio. "That directionally challenged asshole needs to hurry." He kept breathing with her, trying to calm her down and keep her from passing out

Akio just kept breathing, trying to stay calm.

"Oh we can get rid of you still, it just leaves you screwed over with no education" Hitoshi stated.
Masami came back in surprising record time, carrying Recovery Girl on his shoulder and put her down. She walked over to Akio and Aston, laying a kiss on the girl's forehead.

Aston knelt back, taking his ripped strip covered in blood away as well. He looked down and mentally cursed. He just the rest of his shirt off, temporarily wiping off his hands. "Is she alright?" He asked Recovery Girl.

"She'll be fine, right now she just needs rest though" Recovery Girl said, backing up.

Despite the wound being healed, it still left some marks on Akio.

Yes you'd think that wouldn't you old man? Junior wrote then looked at Akio leaving her one simple note.

That was the least amount of pain I could give you. Don't piss me off again.

Aston nodded and backed up, a worried crease in his brow as he went to his classroom to get his hero suit top in his bag.

"What's old is your behavior. Come on now, we're going to the office" Hitoshi scowled at Junior.

(Gtg for now, be back soon)

Junior just rolled his eyes, but went anyway.

Hitoshi walked with him.

ʙʟᴀᴋᴇ ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ~ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛ ꜰʀʏɪɴɢ ᴘᴀɴ~ wrote: "(Gtg for now, be back soon)"

(K.)

Junior stayed silent as they walked together. Other then a small chuckle every now and then.

Aston came back out with his black hero suit top. He threw away his ripped shirt and watched them walk off. "Why he isn't expelled from here, blows my mind. He has no aim to being a hero." He frowned.

Akio carefully put a hand on her healed wounds, flinching a bit.

"You say that like he's even in the hero course. Dear, he's in general studies, here for an education unlike most everyone else" Recovery Girl said. "Come on sweetie, lets go lay you down" She said to Akio.

Aston scoffed. "He don't deserve that title, even." He crossed his arms, his usual scowl on his face.

Akio nodded. Following Recovery girl. At the moment it hurt too much to talk.

Recovery Girl lead her to her office.
"No, he doesn't. Knowing Akio, she couldn't have done anything bad enough for that kid to choke her out like that, there's something up about him." Masami spoke.

Aston held back what he was thinking, fiddling with the zipper on his suit top. "Damn."

"Damn what?" Masami asked, looking over.

"It's like someone is blind. He's not here for himself." He stopped messing with his zipper, glaring as he thought. "He's doing this from outside reason too."

"Oh yeah, for sure. Not many kids come here strictly for education, when they are, they're typically in the Business Course" Masami thought outloud.

Aston glanced at him. "Do you know even where I'm going with this?" He lifted a brow.

"Working with a villain or villain group, I'm not stupid." Masami rolled his eyes.

Aston resisted the urge to slap him again, turning on his heel and purposely hitting his shoulder. "Wow, you caught on. Congratulations."

"Ah, touched by Aston Starkhan, dream come true" Masami sighed, but then went serious again. "I'll tell Hitoshi your thoughts on the kid and tell Maho and Hirito to keep an eye out"

On the ground was on other thing. a drawing.

Aston ignored his first comment and gave him a curt nod before he saw the drawing. He strode over and grabbed it.He picked it up and looked at it. "What's this?"

Masami walked over and looked at the drawing over his shoulder, but keeping a respectful distance.

The drawing was very detailed. What made it odd though was it was of Ford. From the burn marks, to even the scars he had, they matched one to one with Ford.

"That's the second year in Hitoshi's class, isn't it?" He turned towards him, not liking the thought of Masami hovering over him. Even from a distance.

"Yes, Ford Young" Masami took the drawing from Aston. "Same paper that kid had as well. This isn't right if someone like him is drawing anyone, but Hitoshi's going to flip his shit at this."

There was more though. In the light you could see a message on the back.

Masami flipped the paper around, seeing something on the back.

The soldier and the demon. The other side of the coin. That was all that was written. Cryptic.