"Hoshi Shigaraki"
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His head was throbbing. Resū has had headaches before, but this was much worse. He guessed it was from being shot in the head by a gun. It looked pretty strong, and the kid might have gotten him more than once.

Resū looked at his surroundings, seeing a plain white room, except a single curtain next to him. He could see the edge of the desk, but couldn't make out the rest. He was laying on a clean white bed.

Resū looked at his hands, seeing them bandaged up. He was made out of stuffing, like always. Still, he had no idea how the person who had wrapped him up didn't know that. Based on what he could tell, it seemed like he was in a nurse's office. Thing was, this didn't look anything like his school's nurse's office.

"Is anyone here?" He said, glancing around himself.

"Ah, you're awake." An old women's voice quaked, as an old woman came out behind the curtains. She looked him up and down, "Mind telling me what happened recently?"

"Uh, last thing I remember was walking to school with Hanshu Todoroki-"

"Hanshu and Todoroki?"

"Oh, no, Hanshu Todoroki, y'know, Creati and Todoroki's child?" He looked dumbfounded that she didn't know who that was.

"I'm sorry, but there's no such person as Creati. There is a Shoto Todoroki who's going to our school this year." He nodded.

"I must be delusional, sorry." He wasn't, he just didn't want to seem like a threat. "Hey, what's today?"

"It's September 9th, 2016. I know you don't need the year, I just do it with all kids." The woman smiled.

That's when it clicked in Resū's head. He wasn't going crazy, right? He smacked his arm, realizing this wasn't some hallucination. That means...

'I was transported to the past!' His eyes widened in shock, he quivered.

"Ah, alright. And what's your name?" Resū asked a grin imprinted on his face, attempting to hide his worried composure.

She looked confused, but faked a smile and put out her hand, "Recovery Girl, I'm the nurse for UA."

"I'm Resū- Wait, why am I at UA?" He looked shocked at this, nervous even.

"An ash-blonde boy, I think his name was Bakugo, carried you here and told me that you were at the front gates." Recovery Girl walked off but spoke loud enough for them to hear him.

'Oh, the number two hero Ground Zero?' He thought, knowing his child. One of his best friends was Chikara Bakugo, was Ground Zero's Daughter.

"Would you mind me asking why you're here?" She asked, crossing her arms.

"Ah, I actually don't know. The last thing I remember was being shot. Speaking of which, do you have anywhere I can stay? I can't remember a lot besides the last few hours." That was a lie, he knew what was going on.

A look of sympathy was brought to her face, "Of course. We have a bunch of dorms, and you should be able to room in an extra one."

"Alright, but what do you want me to do? Is there any way I can help out?" To be honest, he just wanted to know about who was here and if they were his friend's parents. It was around their time at UA anyways.

"Well; I can't randomly let you join Class 1-A. We need some sort of test for you." She had a wave of curiosity wash over her face, "tell me, what's your quirk?"

"Oh, I can stitch-"

He could hear the opening of the door, "Someone's already down." A man's voice quaked. He was carrying a green-haired boy, who's finger was a deep purple.

"Oh! I can help!" Resū smiled, swinging himself out of bed. Recovery moved to lay his down, but stopped, realizing she could find out the boy's quirk.

The orange-haired boy took him, slowly placing him on the bed. He removed the bandage, revealing a few needles hanging out. Both adults were now intently watching him.

Resū cut off the purple part of the boy's finger. He quickly put it back, before stitching it together. The finger, within seconds, turned into its normal color. The boy was still knocked out cold though. He couldn't do too much about that.

"Whoa, where'd you find this kid?" The man asked and glanced at Recovery Girl.

She shook her head, "He was in the front of the school. Katsuki found him out cold. Looks like that's why he was knocked out. Probably used his quirk too much."

"Oh, no. I was knocked out because some little kid, probably 4'5" shot me in the head with a cyberpunk gun. I honestly have no idea how I got to the front of the school." Resū chuckled.

"I see... Hey, Recovery Girl, we need a medic for our class, since they keep getting their asses beaten. I don't want to bother you, but can he come with our class and be a medic?" The man asked in a cold voice.

"Oh, well, he would have to tell you, would you mind giving me your full name?" She asked with the smile of a grandma on her face.

Resū never had a grandmother but knew this smile based on photos on the internet. He was aware she only made this smile so he would join them. Still, he needed somewhere to stay.

"Resū Sutechi! And," a smile grew on his face, "Sure! Can I have one of your dorm rooms?" Resū asked, tucking some of his hair behind his ear.

"Yeah, I have one or two forms left over. You have anything stuff?" Aizawa asked, tilting his head.

"Just my bag. Question, am I an official part of Class 1-A? Like, do I have to do tests and stuff?" He asked.

"Nope. Written tests, maybe, but no psychical tests unless I want you to. That most likely won't happen." He mumbled. "Oh, right. I'm Aizawa, I'm sure you know that."

'Oh right, he's Fuyasu's dad. I'm pretty sure the other was also a teacher. Hizashi, I think.' He thought, looking the man up and down.

"I'm pretty sure he's delusional. Maybe only a few things, I'm not sure." She whispered to Aizawa, but it was really easy to hear.

"I see, well, he should fit in just fine with all the weird kids in Class 1-A." Aizawa rolled his eyes, "Still, I have to admit, they do have potential. I didn't see the point in kicking anyone out. Well, except for that grape midget. Oi, Sutechi, if the grape boy does anything to you, you have every right to beat his ass."

"Oh! No, I don't like hurting people." He wore a pitiful smile. It was true, he hated throwing hands, "Can I go get my dorm ready? I'll take him with me." Resū pointed at the green-haired male.

"Go ahead. I'll see you tomorrow. If you can't find your way, ask someone for help, alright?" Aizawa said in a cold, firm, voice.

"Alright! Thank you!" He scooped the boy in his arms, gripping him tightly. The orange-haired boy kicked the door open, before skipping out.

"Aizawa, why is there stuffing leaking out of him?"

"No idea."

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Hoshi Shigaraki
•Second oldest
•22 (12 when taken in)
•Is in a relationship with Rishi Togata
•Had an emo phase ages 16-17
•Has a rivalry with Kaiinu Shigaraki
•Her favorite band is Panic! At The Disco
•Hanshu's best friend since they were eighteen/High-key bromance
•Does her little sister's nails and hair.
•Heterosexual Queen.
•Is literally the definition of a big titty goth gf.
•She can smile, but it's usually rare.
•She has never used an emoji, because who does that? Emoticons are soooo much better.
•Actually a really good hip-hop dancer.
•Wears contacts because glasses are too nerdy for her.
•Favorite sibling is Resū.