MHA: Gamer Hero

Walking through the school corridors, which had now a completely different atmosphere, I walked with Toga along the corridor, seeing the same happy, excited faces of the other freshmen. Maybe not all of them were from the hero course, but they were all undoubtedly happy to get into the school of their dreams.

Deciding to walk Toga to her class, which was on the opposite wing of the school.

'I wonder if this was done intentionally so that we would have fewer clashes with each other or was it done specifically to distance us and make us potential rivals to overcome? If it is the latter, then alas, the following events will put us on completely different levels of starting point and future progress.'

Reaching the door of class 1-B, which was marked in red letters right on the door, I opened it.

'Hmm-m-m... it is no different from class 1-A, which was shown in the anime, except that it is mirrored.'

Seeing us frozen in the doorway, a orange-haired girl with a side ponytail came up to us.

"Hello, I'm Itsuka Kendo... Do you need something?" she asked us with a smile.

I briefly stared at her side ponytail and only came to my senses after her question, while Toga grinned from the side.

"Ah, I'm Mashiro Mineta from the hero class 1-A. I was seeing off my friend who will be studying with you. Please take care of her."

I bowed to her, to which she quickly smoothed over my formal request.

"Oh, come on, you shouldn't have bowed. But I'll still take care of her, don't worry."

'It's not for nothing that she became the big sister of class 1-B'

"Then I sincerely thank you. I hope our classes will become friends."

I extended my hand to her, which she shook with confidence.

"Oh, your hands are quite calloused."

At my words, her smile twisted a little.

"Ahaha... Is that so?"

"Yeah, it's obvious that you've been training a lot." I then grabbed her entire hand.

"Judging from your hand, you seem to be quite diligent in martial arts. If I'm not mistaken, it's karate, am I right?"

"Wow, how did you know." Her mood instantly changed, wanting to know my method.

"Hehe, there's nothing complicated about it. It's just experience and deduction. I picked up these traits from one of the heroes I respect the most."

"Experience? But your hands are so smooth..." She said it with a bit of embarrassment at the end.

"Ah, you were puzzled by that? It's just my quirk's..."

I didn't even notice it, as we started actively talking. I don't know how long we talked, but we were interrupted by the sound of coughing from the corridor.

"It seems like Class 1-B already has a class president, I immediately felt like you could have been one in middle school."

"Haha, so you too? Then I can say the same about Class 1-B, though maybe we'll have better candidates and we'll be able to relax in high school?"

"Yeah, that would be great..." Before I could finish speaking, we were interrupted.

"Cough cough!" The three of us turned towards the sound, seeing a blond boy with a short haircut.

"If you don't mind, can I go to my class?" He asked us with a smile, but his eyes showed that the smile was insincere.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't think we'd end up talking like that, especially in a doorway."

"Hahaha, no need to worry. Apology accepted." He simply waved his hand, but stopped in front of my outstretched hand.

"I'm Mashiro Mineta from Class 1-A, nice to meet you." I said with a slight smile.

Instantly, his relaxed attitude changed to tense with a bit of aggression.

"Is that so? I'm Neito Monoma from Class 1-B, nice to meet you too."

He clasped my hand with malicious intent, but I knew about his quirk and didn't care because my quirk was accumulative.

But something unexpected happened.

After our hands clasped and Monoma activated his quirk, white lightning started crawling between our hands and my hand completely cramped up. Looking at his face, I realized that he had something similar.

He raised his gaze too and we looked into each other's eyes.

*Bulb*

A system icon appeared in front of my eyes on its own, and it quickly began to blur under Monoma's gaze. And everything suddenly calmed down.

What felt like several minutes in reality took no more than 5 seconds.

I couldn't care less about it, looking into Monoma's eyes, who was doing the same.

I saw his status with all the details and out of interest began to study them, until the screen suddenly split into two - mine and Monoma's. At the same time, we could see what we were reading from each other.

And so we reached the fetish tab...

The vast majority of which matched...

And so, standing, both with darkened, gloomy and serious faces, we raised our right hand at shoulder level parallel to the body with a 90 degree angle at the elbow...

And we made a juicy, powerful dab, joining our hands in a strong male handshake. The explosion after the clap was so intense and satisfying that all the guys around looked at us with surprised smiles.

'A perfect dab. As expected from my spiritual brother from another mother.'

We nodded to each other with serious faces and went our separate ways.

'I forgot to say goodbye to Kendo and Toga, but I can't even turn around now, let alone go back. It would be an insult to *Him* and this significant moment.'

So I headed to my own classroom.

Already on the way to the classroom, I managed to calm down and move on from the meeting with my new best friend.

'It seems our quirks reacted to each other. Maybe it's some kind of Resonance?'

I glanced at the still flickering system window and looked at mine, but my jaw almost dropped to the floor in surprise.

[Copy Lv.0: 0/1]

'I got Monoma's quirk?'

I immediately began to study its description carefully.

'Still, this is not a perfect copy, but the same quirk of Monoma. Only exception is that, that I can develop it, although I can only copy one quirk for 3 seconds for now... I should test it, but on whom?'

As I approached my classroom, I saw two guys, one of whom was blond with a *spiky* hairstyle, and the other had curly dark green hair. The blond one was pressing on the other, growling something, while the other raised his palms in front of him, trying to calm him down.

A simply *brilliant* idea came into my head. I was in a cheerful and elevated state right now, so I couldn't, or rather didn't want to, question it critically.

'What if I copy his quirk?..'