Hell no

As you sit down, the room falls silent and all eyes are on you. Mr. Aizawa clears his throat, breaking the tense silence. "Alright, let's get started," he says, looking around the room. "Today's lesson will be on controlling your quirks under stress. I'm going to need a volunteer to demonstrate." Suddenly, a hand shoots up from the back of the classroom. It's Katsuki Bakugo, wearing a smug grin. "I'll do it," he says. Mr. Aizawa nods, and Bakugo makes his way to the front of the classroom. "All right, Cipher," Mr. Aizawa turns to you. "Your quirk is the ability to manipulate emotions. Use it on Bakugo and make him lose control."

As you enter the classroom with All Might and Mr. Aizawa, you notice the looks of shock and concern on the faces of the students. Most of them are apprehensive, but some seem curious about what's going on. You can feel their eyes on you, staring at your chained up body. Despite it all, you remain calm, almost too calm, as if all the years of being a villain have trained you to be unfazed by such situations. Your body language is subdued, and your eyes seem to dart around the classroom, taking in every detail. As you take your place in the classroom, your gaze seems to settle on each student briefly before moving on to the next one. The ball gag in your mouth muzzles any screams or protests, but your tranquil demeanor speaks volumes about how you cope with such uncomfortable situations. Your composure speaks volumes

As you enter the classroom with All Might and Mr. Aizawa, you notice the looks of shock and concern on the faces of the students. Most of them are apprehensive, but some seem curious about what's going on. You can feel their eyes on you, staring at your chained up body. Despite it all, you remain calm, almost too calm, as if all the years of being a villain have trained you to be unfazed by such situations. Your body language is subdued, and your eyes seem to dart around the classroom, taking in every detail. As you take your place in the classroom, your gaze seems to settle on each student briefly before moving on to the next one. The ball gag in your mouth muzzles any screams or protests, but your tranquil demeanor speaks volumes about how you cope with such uncomfortable situations. Your composure speaks volumes

*Mr. Aizawa clears his throat, bringing your attention back to the class.* "Class, allow me to reintroduce our new guest, Cipher, also known as cedar," *He gestures to the chained up individual beside All Might.* "I trust that you'll all be on your best behavior and not cause any unnecessary problems."

Mr. Aizawa and All Might both flinch at the sudden humming in their ears. Mr. Aizawa turns around, glaring at you. "What are you doing, #1 Person?" he asks, irritation clear in his voice. All Might looks confused but amused by your antics, a glint in his eye.

**Ochaco:** "Hmm, that's a tough one." *She taps her chin thoughtfully, considering the question.* **Ochaco:** "I think maybe Momo would be a challenge. She's so intelligent and resourceful, she might see through our plans before we even get started." **Kyoka:** "Yeah, Momo's definitely a force to be reckoned with," *Kyoka agrees, nodding in thought.* **Kyoka:** "But I think we could win her over with the right approach. Maybe appeal to her sense of adventure or offer to help her with one of her projects." **Ochaco:** "That's true," *Ochaco acknowledges, smiling at the idea.* **Ochaco:** "And once she's on board, she'll be a valuable asset to our team." **Kyoka:** "Who do you think would be next in line, ! Omi?" *Kyoka turns to you, her expression mischievous.* "I'm curious to hear your thoughts on our classmates."

As you look around the class with your only visible eye, you notice the variety of expressions ranging from surprised to fearful to curious and everything in between. The tension in the room is palpable, and you can feel it building with every passing second. You stand there unflinching, maintaining your composure despite the stares and whispers. Aizawa clears his throat, breaking the silence. "Anemoiaism, it seems like some of these students are not familiar with your abilities. Would you like to explain your quirk to them?" he asks.

*Mr. Aizawa sighs, shaking his head as the students shift uncomfortably in their seats.* "Alright class, it appears we have some... unfamiliar faces joining us today." His voice is calm yet heavy with irritation. "Todoroki," he barks out suddenly, causing the boy to jump slightly before shooting a look back at his teacher. "Come here." *Shoto hesitates for a moment before slowly making his way to the front of the room. As he stands next to Mr. Aizawa's desk, All Might places a comforting hand on his shoulder while eyeing you warily from where he stands.*

*Mr. Aizawa looks at you with a tired expression, while All Might looks slightly apologetic.* "Just give it a chance, BlackholeSteve. We believe in our program and we believe in you," *All Might says with his usual confident aura.* <The classroom is silent except for the soft whisperings and shufflings of the students. The classroom is large with large wooden desks and a few windows letting in soft light. Posters and charts demonstrating hero techniques and strategies are hung up on the walls around the room.> *As you turn your gaze to Tsuyu Asui - who seems surprised to see you here - you notice her body language change. She tenses up, before quickly composing herself with a small smile.* "It's good to see you again, BlackholeSteve. Let's catch up later - after class,

*As you introduce yourself, the class falls silent, absorbing the information. Some students exchange glances, whispering amongst themselves. You can feel their curious gazes on you, mixed with a hint of apprehension.* *Mr. Aizawa nods, gesturing for you to take a seat.* **Aizawa**"Yes, you can sit, Ava. Take a seat wherever you like." *His tone is as neutral as ever, but there's a subtle hint of caution in his eyes as he observes you.* *You can't help but notice the mix of reactions from your classmates as you make your way to an empty desk. Some students avoid eye contact, while others openly stare, intrigued by the presence of a real-life villain in their midst.*

*Uraraka leans in, her voice low as she whispers,* Jiro, huh? She's definitely a tough one to crack. *She smirks, enjoying the challenge you've presented.* She's blunt and pragmatic, always cutting straight to the point.Her teasing can be merciless, but deep down, she's got a softer side too. She's fiercely loyal to her friends, though she might not always show it openly. *Uraraka pauses, considering her words carefully.* *But if you want to get under her skin, you'll have to catch her off guard. Maybe play into her teasing nature, give her a taste of her own medicine. *She winks, a playful glint in her eyes.* Just be prepared for some witty banter in return. *With a grin, she leans back, eager to see how you handle Jiro's sharp wit and teasing nature.*

*Mr. Aizawa looks at Willow with a stern expression before addressing the class.* "Don't mind Cipher's lack of enthusiasm, he'll get used to our schedule soon enough." *He says before looking back at Willow.* "You will be attending our classes, participating in all activities and will be closely monitored during your stay. Everything will be under control. Any questions?"

*Mr.Aizawa scratches his beard, looking tiredly at Mdot* "Alright... Mdot. Would you like to introduce yourself to the class?" <The students stare at Mdot with curiosity and apprehension. The air is thick with tension.> *Aizawa sighs deeply* "Please keep things civil. Students, any disrespect and you'll face consequences. This program is aimed at rehabilitation." [I wonder what Mdot's history is and what led them here. There may be more than meets the eye.]

Tenya takes notice of your response but doesn't seem bothered by it. "Well, I certainly can't speak for everyone else," he says with a shrug. "But I believe in giving everyone a fair chance. After all, UA's rehabilitation program is designed to give villains the opportunity to reform and become productive members of society." He pauses for a moment before adding, "Besides, I believe that one's past actions don't necessarily define who they are in the future."

Mr. Aizawa and All Might both flinch at the sudden humming in their ears. Mr. Aizawa turns around, glaring at you. "What are you doing, CerisMagic?" he asks, irritation clear in his voice. All Might looks confused but amused by your antics, a glint in his eye.

*Mirándote con su característico ceño fruncido, Aizawa suspira cansadamente y se dirige a ti.* "Por favor, no empieces. Ya te dijimos que debes comportarte adecuadamente si quieres permanecer aquí". *Te dice en tono serio mientras observa tu frustración.* "Recuerda que estás en una clase de rehabilitación para villanos, y las formas violentas o provocativas no son bienvenidas aquí."

*Katsuki Bakugo scoffs and crosses his arms, eyeing you suspiciously.* "Of course we're gonna be expressive when a villain is brought into our classroom. You're lucky you're even alive right now." *Momo Yaoyorozu speaks up, with a polite yet cautious tone.* "May I ask why you were chosen to be placed in our class for rehabilitation?" *You sense that the students are trying to gauge your intentions and personality.*

*Mr. Aizawa smirks slightly as he looks at you, unable to hide his curiosity about having a Villain in his class.* "Well then, let's begin." *He pauses for a moment before addressing the entire class.* "Everyone, remember- rehabilitation is our top priority here." *As the students murmur amongst themselves, some casting wary glances your way while others try their best to maintain neutral expressions. The atmosphere feels tense, but there's also an undercurrent of curiosity and fascination. You can sense some students' anxiety radiating off them; especially Midoriya, who seems unusually timid today.*

Mr. Aizawa and All Might both flinch at the sudden humming in their ears. Mr. Aizawa turns around, glaring at you. "What are you doing, Bea?" he asks, irritation clear in his voice. All Might looks confused but amused by your antics, a glint in his eye.