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Reborn In MHA With PSI

A man is reborn in the world of My Hero Academia and forced to bear the burdens of his predecessors. Thankfully he has a solid quirk and an enchanted gift to see him through. Watch as he nukes the world timeline down the shitter and dominates his hero academia. MaybeHarem.MaybeNot.Whoknows. edit, 28 july, 2021 : the fic is completed. though i may rewrite the alst couple of chapters later to make them better. please give this fic a try if you feel like it! :-)

GoldFinger · Anime & Comics
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123 Chs

Interlude - Toru Hagakure.

Toru Hagakure was a lonely girl. And she knew it. Even as she hid her insecurity behind a veil of bubbly cheeriness, wearing the mask of a social butterfly, she knew it was a lie. All of it. The friends, the teachers, hell her own family. No one truly saw her. Not even she herself could see it. All because of this cursed quirk.

Somedays she questioned if she even existed at all.

Then he came into her life. Haru Shikimori. Like flash of lightning, without thunder. Like in a shojo manga.

Only he wasn't some handsome ikemen with a billion dollar fortune. He was a real guy with a real and weird personality.

The first time they met he crashed into her. And apologized. He actually apologized for his mistake!

Few people in her life had ever apologized for bumping into her. And it's not like she could blame them either. She was invisible after all.

But not him. He apologized.

And offered to treat her to ice cream, even!

At first she thought that he was flirting with her, trying for a cheap hookup. If so he was shot out of luck. She wasn't that sort of a girl.

But then he did something even more unexpected. He showed her how she looked. How she really looked. Not some mocking caricature or flattering portrait. Just genuine, honest truth.

But what was most important of all, was that he saw her. Truly saw her.

That was when it struck her. How she hadn't noticed it immediately was beyond her. It was so obvious.

All her life there had been no one who had looked her straight in the eyes. No one except Haru. From the first moment he met her, he had looked her in the eyes. The whole time they talked, played and ate. It made her feel something, many somethings for the first time.

For a moment she was struck with muteness. She was speechless.

How could someone like him exist? He couldn't be real, could he? Surely this was a dream or maybe she'd finally gone mad!

Then as if to mock her, the world threw her a curveball.

A woman appeared behind him, insinuating that he'd led her on or been unfaithful.

Haru looked confused for a moment before regaining composure and bantered back and forth with the woman, Makoto Tsukauchi.

She cleared up the misunderstanding.

But she didn't do just that.

Oh no. She launched forth more bolts from the blue.

Apparently he wasn't just a silly, weird guy. He was also a vigilante. And a great one at that too, having saved her brother from an army of villains.

And he was humble and playful about it.

Once again she began to question her sanity.

She'd known him for less than an hour, and he was already stuck in her mind like a stupidly catchy song. She just couldn't stop thinking about him. And who could blame her. He was just so interesting!

And funny! And apparently brave enough to face an army of villains alone.

And quippy.

Almost as if he swam the flow of conversation itself.

Suddenly, in her eyes, he began to shine like a diamond, and she lost herself in her childhood fantasies, happily dreaming away.

As she looked at the photo she took with Makoto and the heavily goggled Haru, she couldn't help but giggle in joy.

She rolled around in her bed, chirping happily, only to roll too far one time and fall off the edge with a thud.

"Atattata!" She cried.

"What are you doing up there, Toru?" Asked her mother.

"Nothing!" she replied, blushing.

She couldn't wait to meet him again. But she could only hope to.

After all, she'd forgotten to ask for his phone number when they'd gone their separate ways.

"Stupid Toru! Stupid! Stupid!" She chastised herself.

Footsteps rang out on the steps as her door swung open.

"Alright, out with it! You've been fidgeting around for two hours now. What's the matter Toru?"

Toru blushed in shame and then blushed deeper as she thought of the 'matter'.

"It's nothing mom!" She said, embarrassedly, as her phone fell from her hand, leaving the photo in full view of her mother.

"Is it a boy?" Her ever perceptive mother asked.

"Yes." Toru answered in almost a whisper.

"Ayaya! Who could've thought that my little Toru would have a crush already! Tell me all about him!" Her mother said, taking a seat beside her.

"It's not like that mom! He's just a friend, no, an acquaintance! I just met him today!" Toru objected.

"Is that why you have been staring at this photo and giggling for the last two hours?" Her mom teased.

"Touchè." Toru replied.