Knock, knock.
Lock stood before the door of the principal's office and tapped lightly.
A soft, cute voice answered from within:
"Please come in."
Lock opened the door.
On the desk stood a tiny figure—barely a meter tall—mouse-like in appearance, yet with a sharp presence.
The only flaw was the long scar across his right eye.
Principal Nezu.
His Quirk: High Spec.
A mind that surpassed human limits.
Despite his small body, he was one of the highest-ranking and most respected figures in the Hero world, and the one who personally invited All Might to join U.A.
"Principal Nezu," Lock greeted politely.
"Welcome to U.A., Wizard Lock!" Nezu hopped onto the table and extended a tiny paw.
"Even though you're already a Pro Hero, I hope you study earnestly and enjoy your high school life here."
"I will."
Lock stepped forward to shake his hand.
After some light conversation, Nezu handed him an enrollment form.
Just as Lock picked up a pen, two figures entered the office—one large, one small.
Lock turned—and froze for half a second.
Two very important figures from the original story.
A towering man in a flaming hero suit, radiating fierce pressure.
And beside him, a boy with red and white hair, expression cold and unreadable.
"Endeavor, welcome. You're here to complete your son's enrollment process?" Nezu asked with a smile.
The Flame Hero Endeavor — No. 2 on the Hero Billboard Chart.
And next to him—
Shoto Todoroki, wielder of Half-Cold Half-Hot.
As a recommended student, Shoto did not need to take the entrance exam today.
"Shoto will fill out his own information," Endeavor said in his commanding tone.
Shoto stepped forward without responding, resentment flickering in his mismatched eyes.
The father-son relationship was clearly as strained as ever.
As Shoto passed by Lock, he paused.
"…Opponent?"
Lock's lips curled slightly.
He could see the fighting spirit burning deep in Shoto's left eye.
That youthful pride—
That desire to prove himself—
That refusal to lose.
Even though he hated Endeavor, Shoto still wanted to surpass his peers using only his ice side, hoping to prove himself differently.
To Shoto, Lock was likely the biggest obstacle standing in his way.
Shoto ended the brief stare, then turned to fill out his form.
Endeavor had been watching all of this and finally spoke, interest glinting in his eyes:
"So you're the youngest Pro Hero.
If my son were allowed to take the license exam, he would've passed it—easily."
It was blatant bragging, but not unfounded.
Endeavor's gaze conveyed his thoughts clearly:
Shoto was rebellious, refusing to use his flames.
But if pushed into a real fight with someone like Lock…
He'd have to use both sides of his Quirk.
Endeavor never underestimated strong opponents.
Even now, he acknowledged Lock as someone Shoto couldn't beat in his current state.
But if Shoto used both halves—
Then Lock wouldn't stand a chance.
Absolute confidence.
A father's pride in the son he built to surpass All Might.
But Lock simply snorted.
"What if?"
Endeavor raised an eyebrow.
Lock clenched his fist, eyes fierce.
"In this world, 'if' is just another word for failure.
The only success is the version of me who breaks every 'if.'"
A bold, arrogant declaration.
"HA! Interesting boy!"
Endeavor laughed loudly.
"No wonder you passed the license exam."
This was exactly the type of spirit he admired.
Unshakeable confidence.
A Pro Hero's resolve.
Endeavor—forever in All Might's shadow—was the only hero bold enough to openly challenge the Symbol of Peace again and again.
He married, had children, engineered the perfect Quirk combination—
All to create someone who could surpass All Might.
"To become No.1… only the strongest deserves to stand at the top."
Endeavor crossed his arms.
"I hope you don't disappoint me when the U.A. Sports Festival comes.
Your match with my son will be worth watching."
Shoto finished his form, returned to Endeavor's side, and the two headed for the door.
Just as Shoto stepped out, he paused.
Without looking back, he asked:
"…What's your name?"
Lock didn't answer with his real name.
When another Pro Hero asked your name, he wanted your hero title.
"Wizard."
"Wizard… I'll remember that."
With that, Endeavor and Shoto Todoroki left.
Principal Nezu, who had been quietly observing the entire exchange, now wore a mischievous smile.
Two genius boys, both with immense potential—
Who would shine brighter?
"Then I'll be going too, Principal Nezu."
Lock bowed slightly. His paperwork was complete.
He turned toward the exit—
Just as another figure entered the room.
A girl.
Her face was adorned with light makeup.
Her large, clear eyes radiated both gentleness and intelligence.
Her hair—normally tied in ponytails—was left loose today, falling straight down her back.
A refined, dignified presence that stunned Lock for a moment.
She wore a brown coat over a red sweater.
Even though the clothes were loose, they couldn't hide her generous curves.
Another important face from the original story.
Yaoyorozu Momo.
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