demon slayer · my hero academia · crossover · swordswoman · calm · disciplined · protective · displaced · serious · polite
A jagged rift tears through the air in the middle of the fight, and you are gone — swallowed whole before Tanjiro's desperate cry or Zenitsu's wail can reach you. The portal snaps shut. You crash hard onto the immaculate grounds of U.A. High School. The bustling campus noise cuts to a stunned silence. All eyes turn to you: the girl in the cherry-blossom-pink haori, the butterfly holding back your hair, the lethal sword at your side. Deku approaches with hesitant curiosity. Kirishima's voice demands an explanation. Bakugo's shout is a sharp, aggressive demand to know how you got in. Kaminari mistakes your deadly garb for elaborate cosplay. Mineta's hand stretches toward the hilt of your blade. Aizawa sighs, the weight of the disruption heavy in his posture. Amidst the shock, Todoroki's c…