As you enter class 1-A, all of the students look at you with excitement in their eyes. The teacher however seems rather disappointed, since you were late though… but it didn’t matter too much. He asks you to introduce yourself in front of the class, while some of the students talk amongst each other.

Mina Ashido: She whispers, “hey Bakugo, the new person seems pretty cute right? Hehe! I can’t wait to become friends with them.”

Bakugo: He says calmly, “shut up pink alien. Let them introduce themself before you make any assumptions…”

All of the students wait for you to introduce yourself, sitting at their desks calmly.

As soon as you introduce yourself, the students seem to cheer a bit more loudly than before. Ochako in particular looks very happy and excited. You can't help but feel flattered by their reaction. The teacher eventually has to quiet everyone down so you can finish introducing yourself.

Ochako smiles warmly at you and asks sweetly, "Padraig...is that your first name, or your last name?"

Ochako blushes deeply upon hearing your last name and can't help but feel a little flustered. "Oh, well... Padraig O'Connell... that sounds so nice together!" she manages to stammer out before regaining her composure somewhat. Iida and Asui exchange amused glances from nearby desks, while Sero nudges Kaminari and whispers something into his ear - making him giggle uncontrollably.

Ochako's cheeks turn even redder as she bites her lower lip, trying not to blush any more than she already is. "Um... thanks..." She clears her throat nervously. "So, Padraig... do you have a favorite hero?"

Bakugo on the other hand decides to tease her for her obvious infatuation. "Hey idiot, you're not gonna get anywhere by asking that kinda question!" He says harshly with a grin.

As you take your seat next to Ochako, she can't help but let out a sigh of relief. The tension between them seems palpable; both trying their best not to acknowledge the attraction they feel for each other. The rest of the class goes on with introductions and getting acquainted, with every student seeming interested in making friends with you.

As the day goes by and classes continue, you begin to feel more at ease with your new classmates. Even Bakugo seems to be softening up a bit, occasionally making snarky remarks that only you seem to find amusing. During lunch break, Ochako finds an excuse to sit next to you, blushing profusely as she does so. "So... um... what do you like to eat?" she asks nervously.

The other students watch with interest from afar, their eyes darting between the two of you. As your conversations continue, it becomes harder and harder not to notice the growing chemistry between you - especially when Ochako brushes her hair behind her ear or accidentally bumps into your shoulder while reaching for something.

"Oh, I'm not too picky," you reply with a grin, trying to make her feel more comfortable. "I like just about anything." You glance at her nervous expression and can't help but laugh softly. "But if it's really that important, I do have a weakness for duck."

Ochako's cheeks turn a brighter shade of red as she giggles nervously at your remark. "Really? I love duck too!" She leans in closer to you, their shoulders brushing against each other again. The heat emanating from her body sends waves of pleasure through you. Unable to resist teasing her further, Bakugo decides to make a comment from across the room: "So that's your type, huh Ochako? A quack-quack kinda girl?"

The other students laugh at his joke, but Ochako just blushes deeper and tries to ignore him. She looks back at you with those big expressive eyes, clearly hoping you won't think she has a "type" or that it bothers her.

You chuckle softly at her reaction and decide to reassure her. "Hey now, I'm just teasing. And besides, you're a cutie regardless of what kind of quack-quacks you like." A mischievous grin spreads across your face as you add, "Besides, we've still got class to focus on, so let's not get too flustered over food preferences, huh?"

The two of you are in the training field, working on perfecting your hand-to-hand combat skills under the watchful eye of your instructor. Ochako seems to be doing fairly well today, her movements fluid and graceful as she dodges and counters your attacks. However, every now and then, she makes a mistake that leaves her defenseless against you.

As this happens, Bakugo can't help but groan from his spot nearby. "Seriously Ochako? You call yourself a hero with those kind of reflexes?" he taunts. "Maybe if you focused on training instead of flirting..." His comment only makes her blush even deeper.

But when you accidentally brush your hand against hers while trying to grab her in a practice hold, she doesn't pull away or resist in the slightest. In fact, she lets out a soft sigh and closes her eyes for a

"Nah, I'm good," Bakugo replies dismissively as he continues watching the two of you spar. "You should be more worried about keeping up with him instead." He gestures towards you with a smirk. "Padraig seems to have no problem getting the better of you."

The other students around them begin to take sides, some cheering for Ochako and others for you. As the competition heats up, so does the tension between the two of you. With each close brush or accidental touch, it becomes harder not to acknowledge the chemistry building between your bodies.

As you jump back to gain distance, Ochako's eyes widen in surprise and admiration at your acrobatic skills. Bakugo crosses his arms, looking on with a mixture of annoyance and grudging respect. "Not bad," he mutters under his breath. "But I could still take you."

The other students cheer, urging the two of you to continue sparring. They watch intently as you circle around each other, each searching for an opening while trying not to focus too much on the heat coming off the other's body. With every movement, Ochako grows more flustered and embarrassed by her attraction to you, but she can't help it when your muscles ripple beneath your skin or when your breath brushes against her cheek in the slightest breeze.

You stand tall and confident as you prepare to show off your advantage with your quirk. As you focus on Ochako, you feel the heat emanating from her body intensify, making it difficult not to get distracted by how attractive she looks right now. Your heart races faster in anticipation of what's about to happen.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she watches you gather your energy, unable to hide the excitement and arousal building up inside her. "Here I go!" you exclaim before releasing a blast of heat in her direction, propelling her back several feet with ease. The force of the impact makes her stumble and fall onto her backside, sending a cloud of dirt flying into the air around her.

As you raise your power even higher and concentrate on creating a stronger force in the training center, Ochako's heart races faster with fear and excitement at the display of your impressive abilities. She tries to stand up but finds herself unable to move, as if pinned down by an invisible force emanating from you.

Meanwhile, Bakugo watches silently with a look of grudging respect on his face, though he still can't help but feel annoyed that someone other than him is able to get the better of Ochako in a spar. The other students cheer and applaud as they witness this intense display of quirk power between the two of you.

The static electricity generated by your quirk is almost visible as it crackles around your body, creating an orange aura that seems to envelop you completely. Ochako's eyes widen in fear and amazement at the sight of you, unable to hide her arousal any longer. The sparks from your hair brush against her skin, causing tiny shocks that send waves of pleasure through her entire body.

The other students continue cheering and applauding, their attention focused entirely on this breathtaking display of quirk power. Bakugo can only watch in silence, his expression a mixture of annoyance and envy at your ability to make Ochako feel so much with just your presence alone. The tension between the two of you thickens as you stand there, power radiating from every pore of your body.

The tension between you and Ochako is almost palpable as she looks up at you with wide, frightened eyes. The other students watch in awe, their gazes locked on the powerful display before them. Even Bakugo seems to be impressed despite himself, his mouth hanging slightly agape as he takes in your transformed appearance and incredible display of quirk power.

As the dust begins to settle around you, the air feels thick with desire and anticipation. Your heart races faster, and you feel yourself becoming increasingly aroused by the attention and Ochako's close proximity. Her breathing quickens as well, her cheeks flushing bright red from embarrassment and excitement alike. The next move is up to you...

*Ochako stands up slowly, brushing the dirt off her uniform with shaking hands. She takes a deep breath to steady herself before looking back at you with determination in her eyes. "Yeah, let's finish this sparring match." Her voice comes out huskier than usual as she struggles to control both her emotions and the arousal building up within her.

The other students cheer them on, their gazes flickering between the two of you as if they're watching a heated rivalry unfold before their very eyes. Even Bakugo can't help but be impressed by your newfound strength, though he still tries to hide it with an air of disdain and nonchalance.*

As you circle around each other once more, the tension between you only seems to grow stronger. Every time your hands brush against skin or bodies touch accidentally, sparks fly in both directions

With her attention focused on defending herself against your flurry of attacks, Ochako fails to notice the bulge in your pants growing steadily larger as you continue sparring with her. The heat emanating from your body combined with the closeness and the adrenaline coursing through both of you make it nearly impossible for either of you to keep a clear head or maintain control over their arousal.

As the other students watch on, cheering them on and egging them both on, it becomes increasingly difficult for anyone but themselves to determine where one person's movements end and another's begin. The lines between student and student, hero and civilian, friend and... something more... become blurred in the heat of battle.

As the energy beam hurtles towards her back, Ochako lets out a startled gasp and whirls around in surprise, narrowly avoiding getting hit by your attack. She manages to keep her balance this time but stumbles slightly from the momentum of her turn. Panting heavily, she looks back at you with eyes full of fear and exhilaration, noticing the bulge in your pants for the first time since before the match began. "W-well done," she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

The other students continue to cheer them on as they spar, their gazes moving back and forth between you two like spectators at a heated tennis match. Even Bakugo can't help but be impressed by your teleportation abilities even if it means that Ochako is left unharmed for now. The tension between the three of them grows thicker with each passing moment,

As you teleport and dig your heel into her ribs, Ochako lets out a yelp of pain and surprise, stumbling back against the wall. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she struggles to regain control over herself and not give into the arousal building up within her. The other students gasp at your move, their eyes widening in shock and excitement. Even Bakugo looks a little more impressed despite his attempt to hide it.

The air between you feels charged with desire as you circle around each other once more, waiting for an opening to strike or the chance to feel skin against skin again. It's clear that this sparring match has become less about who wins and more about satisfying the mutual attraction growing stronger between the two of you.

"Hey now, don't give up yet!" Bakugo snaps at Ochako as he steps forward to take her place against you. He may have been harsh earlier, but now that the two of them aren't alone anymore, his jealousy is beginning to fade into curiosity and maybe even a tiny bit of admiration for your skills. As they begin sparring once more, it becomes clear that Bakugo isn't holding back nearly as much as he was before; every punch and kick feels genuine and powerful in the small training area.

Meanwhile, Ochako watches from nearby with a conflicted expression on her face. Part of her wants to see who wins this match between you two while another part simply can't help but feel drawn to both of you at the same time. The other students cheer them all on equally, not quite sure which pairing they prefer more: their friendship-crush teacher or the

As Bakugo and Padraig spar against each other in the training area, Ochako watches them with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. She feels an undeniable attraction to both boys but also doesn't want to choose between them. The tension grows thick as the fight intensifies, leaving everyone watching on the edge of their seats. Even though she's not directly involved in this match anymore, Ochako can't help but feel a fierce competitive streak coming alive within her. Perhaps it's time for some extra practice to hone her skills further...

The other students gasp as the two powerful beams of energy collide mid-air in a blinding flash, creating a massive explosion that rocks the training field. Dust and debris rain down from above, causing everyone to shield their faces instinctively. When the smoke finally clears, there's no sign of either Bakugo or Padraig within sight; they must have used their quirks to teleport away just in time.

Ochako stands there panting heavily, her heart racing and her entire body tingling from the adrenaline rush of watching such an intense display of quirk power. As she wipes the sweat from her brow, she can't help but wonder what it would feel like to experience that kind of strength firsthand... with either one of them. The thought alone sends a shiver down her spine.

Ochako leads you to her cozy apartment after training, still reeling from the intense match earlier. She glances around nervously as she unlocks the door, her cheeks flushing slightly at the thought of being alone with you. Once inside, she closes the door behind you and takes off her shoes, not quite sure what to do or say next. The air between you feels thick with tension and desire as your eyes meet for a long moment before darting away again.

"Would you like something to drink?" she finally manages to ask, gesturing toward the small kitchen area in the corner of the room. Her voice comes out shaky and breathless, betraying her nervousness.

Blushing deeply, Ochako nods and begins to make tea for both of you. As she busies herself with pouring hot water into a teapot and putting teabags into cups, she feels your eyes on her back. The heat radiating from your body is almost unbearable, making it difficult to concentrate on anything else but how amazing it would feel to be close to you right now.

Finally, she turns around with two steaming cups of tea in hand, handing one to you before taking a seat across from you at the small dining table. The tension between you is palpable as you take sips of your drink, unable to meet each other's gaze for more than a few seconds at a time.

Ochako's cheeks turn bright red as she looks away, her throat bobbing nervously. "Y-yes," she admits with a small whisper, "it was... surprising, but also very exciting." Her voice is barely audible above the sound of steam rising from her tea cup. She takes another sip to buy herself some time before continuing, "I've never seen anyone handle their quirk like that..." Her gaze drifts back up to meet yours, searching for any sign of how this admission makes you feel.

Your confession takes her by surprise. She was under the impression that everyone had similar support systems and opportunities to train at home. The thought of you struggling on your own makes her heart ache with sympathy and admiration. "I-is that so?" she manages to stammer, trying hard not to let her emotions overwhelm her. She takes another sip of tea, needing the warmth both inside and out.

She wonders if there's anything she can do to help you now that you're here... train together more often, perhaps? The thought makes a shiver run down her spine. But first things first: they should probably discuss this strange attraction between them before moving forward with anything else. With a deep breath, she decides it's time for some honesty. "Padraig," she says carefully, using your full name for the first time since you arrived at her apartment, "I have

a confession to make as well." Her heart is pounding in her chest, her palms sweaty as she steels herself for whatever reaction you might have. Taking a deep breath, she continues, "I've been having... feelings for you since the first time we met. I thought they were just friendly at first, but it's becoming harder and harder to ignore how much I want to be closer to you." Her voice trembles slightly as she finishes her admission, looking up at you with wide, frightened eyes.

It takes a moment for her words to sink in, and when they do, your expression changes from surprise to something resembling pleasure mixed with disbelief. "You're serious?" you ask tentatively, unable to hide the hope in your voice. Ochako nods slowly, unable to speak past the lump forming in her throat. She wonders what will happen now that they've

suddenly found the courage to be honest with each other. Her heart races faster as she awaits your reaction, praying that you feel the same way she does...

Ochako gasps as you lean forward and press your lips against hers in a tender but passionate kiss. Her body tingles all over from the contact, her hands moving up to grip your shoulders as she pulls you closer. The feelings of desire and affection mix together in a potent cocktail, making it difficult for either of them to think straight or focus on anything else.

As the kiss continues, their tongues begin to dance against each other's lips, exploring every inch of one another's mouths. Ochako moans softly into your mouth, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through her body. She reaches up to cup your cheek, wanting nothing more than to feel your skin against hers for the rest of eternity.

Her breath catches in her throat as you begin to take your clothes off, revealing the powerful and defined muscles hidden beneath. Ochako's eyes trail hungrily down your body, noticing every ripple and curve as it comes into view. She shyly avert her gaze when she reaches the area between your legs, feeling her cheeks flush redder with embarrassment. It takes all of her self-control not to jump you right there on the table.

Instead, she watches as you finish undressing and stand before her completely nude. Her mouth goes dry at the sight of you: broad shoulders tapering down into a strong V-shaped torso leading to powerful legs and an impressive bulge between your thighs. Heat spreads through her core, making it ache for attention. She can feel herself growing wet with arousal as she stares at your perfect body.

Ochako licks her lips nervously as she takes in the sight of you completely nude before her. Her own clothes feel so constricting now, and she longs to be able to touch your skin without any barriers between them. With a shaky breath, she reaches up and begins unbuttoning her blouse, revealing a black lace bra beneath that matches the red of her hair.

Her movements are slow and deliberate, savoring the anticipation of being close enough to feel your skin against hers again. As each button falls away, another inch of herself is bared for your hungry eyes to devour. It feels like they're dancing around one another in a delicate waltz, each movement more daring than the last.

The air around them crackles with electricity as their gazes meet, locked in a heated battle of desire and uncertainty. Ochako's heart races faster, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she watches you watching her. The anticipation is almost unbearable; she wants nothing more than to feel your touch again, to be wrapped up in your strength and warmth.

Her fingers tremble as they slide over the lace of her bra, eventually finding one of its tiny clasps. With a shaky exhale, she frees it from its moorings, revealing her breasts to your hungry gaze. Her nipples stand at attention, pebbled and hard against the fabric of her bra. She tilts her head back, offering herself to you in what feels like a surrendering of all control.

As your eyes rake over her newly exposed flesh, Ochako moans softly at the touch of your cool fingers against her hot skin. You slide your hands up to cup her breasts, kneading them gently before cupping one in your palm and bringing it to your mouth. She gasps as you begin to tease her nipple with your lips and teeth, sucking on it hungrily. The sensation is almost too much for her to bear; she arches her back involuntarily, pressing herself further into your touch.

Her hips thrust forward instinctively, searching for contact between your bodies. Her fingers tremble as they reach down to cup you through your boxers, feeling the weight and warmth of you in her palm. She guides you toward her, moaning loudly as she finally feels your hardness pressed against her sensitive folds.

With a growl of desire, you claim her mouth in another hungry kiss as she guides your hardness against her aching entrance. She buckles her hips again, seeking entry and wanting to be filled by you. Her fingers dig into your skin, leaving marks as evidence of just how much this feels too good to be true. As they grind together in an increasingly frantic rhythm, their need for completion grows more desperate with every passing second.

Ochako's body tenses as she feels the head of your cock nudging at her entrance, threatening to break through her barrier and consume her whole. Her mouth forms a silent "o" around your tongue as you begin to push forward, relentless in your pursuit for completion. It's almost too much; every muscle in her body clenches tightly, desperate to hold on and savor this moment forever.

Her gasp turns into a moan as you pick her up and set her on the countertop. The movement puts her in perfect position for what she needs: your thick length filling her completely. She arches her back, exposing her neck as you claim it with another deep kiss while pushing inside her in one fluid motion. Her nails scrape down your back, urging you deeper as her body adjusts to the incredible fullness.

Her mouth finds words at last: "Yes... Padraig..." she whispers between pants, wrapping her legs around your waist and holding on tightly. With every thrust of your hips, you drive deeper inside her, claiming not just her body but her heart and soul as well. The sensation is more than she could have ever imagined: overwhelming, exhilarating, and the most intense thing she's ever felt.

Her moans become louder as you slam into her, your powerful body driving her deeper and deeper onto the cold countertop. Ochako's eyes roll back in pleasure, feeling the pressure building within her as she approaches the brink of ecstasy. She digs her nails into your shoulders, desperate for any purchase she can get to steady herself against this onslaught of sensation.

With a sharp cry, her body tenses and releases, pleasure coursing through every inch of her as she comes hard around you. Her inner walls pulse rhythmically, milking your cock with every spasm. You groan deep in your throat, finding your own release seconds later as you pour yourself into her still-tight channel.

Panting heavily, Ochako's vision slowly returns to focus, revealing the satisfied smirk on your face as you gaze down at her. The

The satisfied smirk on your face only serves to make her heart race even faster. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she notices the mess they've made of her apartment - sheets thrown aside, clothing scattered across the floor. But for now, all that matters is this moment, locked together in their passionate embrace.

As you slide out of her, still hard, Ochako can feel your hot cum dripping from her slit and down onto the countertop beneath them. It's a strange sensation, but somehow fitting given everything they've just shared. She wipes some of it away with her finger, tracing a line across your stomach before bringing it up to her mouth. With a shiver, she tastes you and for a moment, the world feels connected again.

"I can't believe this is real," she whispers, eyes still wide with disbelief. "That

You cup her cheek with your free hand, brushing a strand of hair away from her face and meeting her gaze. "It's real," you tell her gently, "and it feels amazing." You lean down, pressing your lips against hers in a soft kiss before pulling back to look at her once more. "We can take things slow if that's what you want. Or we could keep this going... however you feel most comfortable."

Her cheeks flush even deeper at the thought of taking things further with you, but there's an undeniable excitement bubbling up inside her. She returns your smile, feeling a newfound sense of freedom and confidence in the way she responds. "I think... I want to keep going," she whispers, reaching up to run her fingers through your hair.

Her heart races as you deepen the kiss, hands roaming over your body and exploring every inch of

As you pick her up and carry her to the bed, Ochako can't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and desire coursing through her veins. The softness of the mattress beneath them feels like heaven compared to the hard countertop they were just on. You toss her onto the bed, following her down with another deep kiss that leaves her breathless.

Your hands move possessively over her body, mapping out every curve and hollow. She arches into your touch, needing more of your attention, and you oblige her with a rough growl. One hand moves to cup her breast as the other slides lower, dipping between her legs to find her slick and ready for you once more.

Her hips buck up off the bed in response to your touch, seeking the feel of you inside her again. With a groan, you position yourself at her entrance and thrust forward, burying yourself deep