MHA- The Stand

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But unexpectedly, he ran into this "childhood friend" along the way.

Midoriya's words were like a match to a powder keg, making Bakugo explode with rage.

"Shut up! You're a quirkless piece of trash, and you think you can feel sorry for me?!"

As he spoke, Bakugo spread out his right hand, sparks crackling with a "boom." This was his Quirk, Blast!

His right thumb was still wrapped in a bandage, and bruises were visible on his face.

Izuku looked terrified, nearly in tears as he stammered, "N-no, I... I just care about you..."

"Did you see that?" Came a voice from nearby, "It's that spiky-headed guy. Last time, I had to step in because he was bullying the green-haired, quirkless kid. And now he's at it again. We're all classmates; this is just too much."

The voice sounded familiar to Midoriya, and Bakugo's lackeys, who turned to see Itadori approaching. He was flanked by two girls who looked about fifteen or sixteen. One had thin-framed glasses and a studious vibe, while the other was more fashionable, dressed in a short skirt. Both girls were beautiful, with slender, well-proportioned figures, easily scoring above an 8.5.

Itadori smiled at the two girls and said, "Wait here a moment. That spiky-headed guy always bullies the green-haired kid. I'll go help him out."

The girls exchanged admiring glances as they watched him step forward.

"He's so kind." One murmured.

"Right? He's tough but still stands up for those who need help." The other replied, "He's going to be a hero like All Might someday."

As Itadori approached, he glanced calmly at Bakugo's lackeys, "Out of the way, minions."

The two lackeys froze in terror and quickly moved aside.

Bakugo opened his arms in anger, looking like a mad dog, and snarled, "Itadori... you bastard..."

Itadori kept his hands in his pockets, a smirk on his face, "Hey, Bakugo, still venting your anger by bullying Midoriya? Looks like you didn't learn your lesson last time."

Itadori's words cut deep, his taunting tone igniting Bakugo's fury.

Bakugo's face flushed red with anger as he roared, "You bastard! Die!!" Ignoring the pain from his injured fingers, he lunged forward, his palms sparking with explosive energy.

In an instant, Bakugo was sent flying, his two palms bursting into fireworks as he tried to hit Itadori. But Itadori hadn't even released his Stand.

Bakugo skidded back, crashing to the ground ten meters away.

"Bakugo!"

Midoriya and the lackeys cried out in alarm.

Bakugo struggled to his feet, clutching his aching abdomen. He glanced at Itadori, eyes wide with disbelief, "Did he just hit me with his bare fist?"

Itadori raised his right fist, smirking, "I don't even need my Stand to deal with someone like you."

"Are you kidding me!?" Bakugo roared, charging forward again, sparks igniting on his fist as he aimed for Itadori's face.

Itadori dodged smoothly, sidestepping with minimal movement and raising his right knee to counter with a strike aimed at Bakugo's abdomen.

But Bakugo reacted quickly, releasing an explosion from his left hand like a thruster, which pushed him sideways just in time to evade Itadori's knee.

"Nice one, Katsuki!" Cheered his lackeys.

"Bakugo!" Midoriya shouted, momentarily forgetting which side he was on as he watched his friend's impressive reflexes.

Bakugo had undeniable combat talent.

"Die!" Bakugo yelled, launching another punch mid-air.

"Itadori!!" The girls cried out.

Itadori smiled, "Oh, did you forget? My Stand."

With a golden shimmer, Itadori's Stand, *The World*, appeared behind Bakugo in mid-air.

"That's... Itadori's Quirk!" Midoriya gasped.

*The World* swung a kick, hitting Bakugo square in the waist.

Bakugo's eyes widened in pain as he was thrown backward, crashing into a tree on the side of the road.

"Bakugo!"

Midoriya and the lackeys rushed over, finding Bakugo covered in leaves and bruises from the broken tree.

"Go away... I don't need... your sympathy." Bakugo muttered through gritted teeth.

Itadori and *The World* approached, towering over him. The lackeys' legs shook with fear.

"Move." Itadori ordered calmly.

The two lackeys didn't hesitate, scrambling to their feet and running away.

"Looks like your friends aren't very loyal." Itadori observed, looking down at Bakugo.

"Shut up, you Stand-wielding freak." Bakugo snapped.

Itadori chuckled, "Seems like you still haven't had enough."

With a faint smile, he commanded *The World* forward. Bakugo, still on the ground, braced for another blow.

"Stop it! Itadori!" Midoriya stepped in front of Bakugo, arms raised, "This is too much, and it's against the Quirk Regulation Law!"

"Get lost! I don't need your help!" Bakugo growled, his frustration peaking at seeing Midoriya trying to defend him.

Itadori glanced at Midoriya, noticing the scared but determined look on his face. He whispered, "You two really are a perfect match."

With that, he recalled *The World*.

"Itadori, are you alright?" The two girls ran over, concern in their eyes.

"It's nothing." He said, smiling at them, "I might've overdone it a bit. Sorry. I just can't stand it when people misuse their Quirks to hurt others."

Izuku Midoriya and Bakugo Katsuki, still sprawled on the ground, could only look on in stunned silence.

"Is this still what a human being would say?"

"It's okay, it's okay, Itadori, you don't have to feel guilty."

"It was that spiky-haired guy who went too far just now. We understand. If you didn't stepped in, Midoriya might've been hurt."

The two girls looked up at him with admiration in their eyes.

"No, it's all good. Now that the problem is solved, how about we go somewhere fun? Maybe a love hotel?" Itadori said casually, taking each girl by the hand.

"Itadori, don't joke like that!"

"We've only known each other for less than two hours, and you're already talking like that. It's so... bold."

Although they protested, their faintly upturned lips betrayed their real feelings.

'This is the perfect age to live freely.' Itadori thought to himself.

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Meanwhile, in the staff meeting room at U.A. High School...

When All Might proposed adding another special admissions student to next week's exam, the room fell into a heavy silence.

"Can you explain why?" Asked a muscular instructor, "Even though you're recommending him, special admission spots are limited and valuable. We can't just add one without a valid reason."

The man speaking was Brad O'King, known for his quirk, [Blood Maniac].

All Might scratched his cheek and finally replied, "Because he's strong. I believe he could make a great hero."

Midnight, lounging in her seat in her typical skin-tight outfit, yawned, "Then just let him apply for the regular exam. Why special admissions?"

All Might hesitated, "Well... it's actually because he got into trouble. He used his quirk to attack a classmate last week. It caused quite a stir."

Principal Nezu, who looked like a rodent, continued, "Because of the incident, there's some concern about him taking the exam."

The teachers murmured among themselves. One, with a ghostly presence, commented, "This might not be wise. Allowing someone with a tendency to fight into U.A. could cause problems."

Present Mic grinned, "Come on, it might be interesting! Plus, All Might's recommending him. Right, Eraserhead?"

He nudged Aizawa, who opened his sleepy eyes and responded coldly, "Fine, but if he's under my wing and shows no promise, I won't hesitate to drop him."

After some thought, Principal Nezu announced, "Let's vote. I support All Might. We should give talented kids a chance."

In the end, the vote passed, and All Might was asked to inform Itadori of his acceptance for the special admissions exam next week.

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"Hello!" Itadori's voice came through All Might's phone with a touch of impatience.

All Might put the call on speaker so everyone in the office could hear, "Itadori, I have great news for you. You've been accepted for the special admissions exam next week at U.A."

"Oh, thanks..."

Before Itadori could finish, All Might hung up with a smile, flashing a big, awkward grin, "What a lively young man." He laughed as he excused himself, escaping the room.

After he left, Midnight muttered, "Uh... can I still change my vote?"

Aizawa, arms crossed, quipped, "You made the choice. Now you have to deal with it."

Principal Nezu took a sip of his coffee and reassured them, "Many heroes have personal lives that are less than perfect. As long as it doesn't cross a line..."

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Elsewhere, in a hotel room...

Itadori leaned back, flanked by two girls, neither of whom looked older than sixteen. One, face flushed, asked, "Itadori, I heard you say 'All Might' just now. Do you know him?"

Itadori chuckled, "I guess you could say that."

The girl on his other side gasped excitedly, "Really? Could you get me his autograph? I've always wanted one!"

"Maybe... if you agree to a condition."

"What condition?"

The two girls leaned in, curious. Itadori grinned and whispered his terms, "Kiss each other passionately."

They cursed in embarrassment but eventually moved closer, their faces turning red. Their lips met, tongues entered each other's mouths.

"Mmmm~ Ummm~"

"Slurp~ Ummm~"

Moans left from their mouths while kissing, at first they were embarrassed but soon they became comfortable as they wanted to impress Itadori.

"That's right. Now hug tightly, rubbed your b*obs." Itadori said as he enjoyed the show while stroking his d*ck, it was big and hard. M

The girls nodded while kissing and hugged each other tightly, making their b*obs to rub against each other's.

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At Zhesi Middle School...

Looking at the empty seat, a bruised Bakugo clenched his fists, remembering the brutal encounter he had with Itadori. His usual followers, fearful of provoking him, kept their distance.

The bell rang, but Itadori's seat remained empty, giving the class an uneasy calm.

Rumors spread that Itadori had been temporarily suspended but wasn't fully expelled. If he behaved, he might return.

Midoriya, Quirkless but determined, glanced at the empty chair with a complicated mix of admiration and regret.

'Such a strong personality… It would be a shame if he gave up on his future.'

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The weekend arrived, and U.A. High School prepared for the special admissions exam.

In the crowded waiting room, Present Mic announced, "Alright, listen up! All 42 special admissions candidates are here. You'll go to the classrooms for the written test, followed by a physical assessment on the field, and finally, an interview. Remember, only four of you will be selected!"

At the back, Itadori rolled his eyes, clearly uninterested, 'Exams... I hate these.'

"Hey, are you Itadori?"

A girl's voice pulled him from his thoughts. He looked up to see a girl with a ponytail and an elegant demeanor. She stretched out her hand.

"I'm Yaoyorozu Momo. Pleased to meet you."

Itadori smirked and shook her hand, "Nice to meet you, Yaoyorozu."

Then, with his usual bluntness, he added, "Hey, mind lending me some answers later?"

Yaoyorozu's eyes widened in shock. Her expression turned serious as she replied, "Itadori, that's not a hero-like attitude. Heroes don't cut corners."

Itadori shrugged, "Serious types like you are boring."

He walked into the exam room, leaving a mildly offended Yaoyorozu in his wake.