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Intro. No one knew why it started. The day I arrived in U.A. and joined Class 1-A, everything was normal for five minutes — then, suddenly, smiles turned to cold looks, greetings turned to silences, and affection to nameless hate. I didn't even have time to introduce myself, or to show my power, or to say a single word. But from that moment on, everyone — my classmates, even Professor Aizawa — hated me. No reason. No explanation. And that hatred grew every day, until I reached the limit.

MHA hates you

@Alex ishigami