With the new season of Mob-Psycho 100 coming out I figured that it was the perfect time to start writing this fanfiction since people will be more aware of its existence and look for fanfiction in it.

Few things you need to know-

1. This will have manga spoilers that will appear in season 2 and in season 3 because I'm certain that they won't put the big fight with Claw in season 2 based on the season 2 trailer.

2. This story takes place right after season 1 and you'll be able to tell easily from the first few paragraphs

3. Two characters are aged up in this along with the people who are also their age like Mob to Teruki. So Ritsu is 14 going on 15 and about to enter high school. Mob is 15 going on 16 and about to enter his 2nd year of high school

My Hero Academia © Kohei Horikoshi

Mob-Psycho 100 © ONE

Sophophobia - Fear of Knowledge or Learning

Everything was fine. For once in a long time, everything was fine.

It was one of those days with the perfect weather. You know those ones where the skies are blue and perfectly placed clouds are sprinkled across it with just enough wind blowing to keep the temperature perfect?

Soft footsteps padded along the gray concrete of the sidewalk. There was no set destination that the owner had in mind, he just needed to clear his head. So here he was, walking along the mostly unpopulated part of the city, with no one in sight.

Ritsu Kageyama felt great, he really did, but he couldn't shake this feeling of discontent. It had been a week since he had been captured and the 7th division had been destroyed and he was glad to have the burden of not being able to connect with his brother lifted away from him. But it was promptly replaced with another one.

Back when they were fighting Claw's 7th division he felt so useless. He couldn't do anything well..that's not entirely true. He was able to create a plan for him and the other kids from the awakening lab to escape from their cell and he made a plan to break out of the cursed room that kept him, Hanazawa, and Shigeo (who was only in there because of his weakness) from using their powers.

'But it was completely useless when Reigen-san came in and dealt with it...' Ritsu thought begrudgingly as he kicked a nearby pebble forward.

Then, when it came to the big fight, he was able to do nothing. All he could do was shout and beg Shigeo to help him and that he was their only hope. Not only was he utterly hopeless he put so much pressure on his brother and he absolutely hated making him feel so overwhelmed. He could feel his insecurity coming off in waves and then the sudden murderous intent that soon followed was just too much.

'But luckily Reigen came in and fixed everything! ...Again'. This time Ritsu found an empty soda can and chucked it as far as he could. It rolled and rolled until it went down a set of steps that led somewhere unknown. Ritsu lightly jogged toward it so he could kick it this time but as he got closer he was soon distracted by what was down those steps.

A big beach was placed in front of him. Filled with trash as far as the eye could see and the soda can had rolled far enough to join the masses of garbage. There was no beach in Seasoning City, well none like this one. How had he even gotten here?

He continued to carry himself forward and along the messy shore of the beach. It seemed as though there was another entrance to the beach and if you looked toward it you could see what seemed to be a huge city bustling with people not too far in the distance. Despite this, people didn't seem to care for the beach and it was left unpopulated.

His thoughts came to a stop when he heard faint voices in the distance. He carefully trotted closer to the direction the noise was coming from and saw to figures standing in the distance. A tall silhouette of a big man and a shorter one of a scrawny boy probably around his age. The tall man seemed to be talking to the scrawny boy with a wide smile that he could only see due to all the sunlight reflecting off his teeth.

Ritsu moved closer forward and found a tall fridge (one of many) to hide behind. It was incredibly rude to eavesdrop, he knew, but he would do anything to distract from what he was thinking about earlier. With his better viewpoint, he could finally see both figures in more detail.

The tall one was tanned and incredibly muscular, with blond hair and bangs that stuck upwards in opposite directions. He wore a dark blue short-sleeved shirt and black track pants with white threading running along its sides. His face was deeply shadowed and his smile was somehow even brighter than it was before.

The scrawny boy was much easier to look at. He sported a light blue tracksuit with the same type of white threading as the tall man's and had a lighter complexion. His hair was deep green and freckles decorated his red face.

Ritsu tried to minimize the amount of sound he was making and focus on what they were conversing about. He heard bits and pieces of their conversation along the lines of, "We start your training...", "Musutafu's messiest beach..." and, "UA will be able to help you with this power..."

So he was all the way in Musutafu? How did he get so far away without even noticing? What's a UA? And what power? It didn't -shouldn't- really matter though and he decided to not bother himself with any more questions. He looked up to see that the sun was beginning to set and he need to get back home soon. Pushing himself away from the fridge, Ritsu started his walk back to Seasoning City with the goal of getting home swiftly but along the whole walk back, he still couldn't shake all the new questions that entered his head.

At least he stopped thinking about the fight for a while.

By the time that Ritsu got home, it was dark out and the lamppost lights were being turned on. He had expected to get home earlier but he had a lot of trouble finding a way back due to him not paying attention to how he got to Musutafu in the first place and his phone was dead.

As quietly as possible, he pushed his front door open aware of the fact that all the lights in the house were off. He took the lightest steps he could and tip-toed to his room. Upon turning on the lights, he had a mini heart attack. Shigeo was sitting in the middle of his room staring at him with that same blank look he always had. Realization seemed to hit him quickly enough though because his eyes widened and he got up to walk to his little brother.

"Ritsu,"

"Nii-san," Ritsu, although it may not look like it on the outside, was already bracing himself for whatever Shigeo was going to tell him and that he was upset with him.

But none of that happened.

Instead, shaking arms were wrapped around his torso and he was pulled into a firm hug. He could feel his brother shaking against him and could tell he was trying to hold back tears as he spoke.

"I was worried that something was wrong. You took longer to get home today but-", his voice cracked, "I...I'm glad you're okay."

That last part. It was the same thing he said last week when they were locked in that cursed room. He always said this. How could he be so forgiving? Overcome with an abrupt flurry of emotions Ritsu couldn't properly wrap his head around the situation, so he didn't. Instead, he did the same thing he did a week ago; He hugged his brother back and cried.

Cried for all the things he put his brother through. Cried for his arrogance. Cried for his helplessness. Cried for his struggle. He just cried.

It was Sunday. A time to relax and be lazy and Ritsu swore he wouldn't waste his time. He would be using this day to study rather than relax.

Everyone was out today. His parents went to some charity event that a friend was holding and Shigeo was at work and wouldn't be back in like two hours or so. With this vacancy, he would have the solitude needed to study without getting called by his parents and getting questioned by Shigeo. It was just him, the internet, and his trusty notebook for the next two hours.

Now, don't get it wrong. He wasn't going to sit down and study algebra on a perfect Sunday, he was going to do more research on that UA thing that those people were talking about. When the search engine pulled up he quickly typed "Musutafu UA powers" and pressed "enter".

About 57,400 results (0.41 seconds)*

He wanted to hit himself upside the head...with a brick. What kind of search was that?! It was so vague and made him sound like an idiot. And there were so many results! About 57,400?! There could be more?

Scrolling through the results he realized that they all had something in common; "U.A." or "U.A. High" was plastered on every link, so it was probably a school most likely. Willing himself to not turn off the computer and sleep for the rest of the day, Ritsu went back to the top of the page and clicked on the result with the most views.

"U.A. High School is an academy where students learn and train to become heroes. U.A. is the #1 ranked high school for heroics and is considered as the top Hero Academy in Japan."**

"Heroes...?" Ritsu mumbled as his eyes flew over the page. There were all these terms and names that he was completely unfamiliar with. It seemed that in his search to understand he ended up becoming even more confused. His fingers flew over the keys as he typed in:

"Heroes"

News Leak! Endeavor's son is enrolling to...

All Might's Hero Debut! Free on...

All Might Rumored to be Teaching at U.A. High next...

'What the fork' was all Ritsu could think of at that moment. The page was flooded with news reports and rumors centered around people with the weirdest names. Some of the more recent articles talked about some person named "All Might" taking up a teaching position at that same U.A. High place.

Another thing that also popped up a lot was "quirk". If he thought all the articles about U.A. was too much then the ones about quirky "heroes" were about that but tenfold. What was the deal? Do they just really like quirky people? He was confused so, obviously, he had to search it up as well.

"Quirks"

Well, sh*t.

He stared at the computer screen numbly while the screen glared back at him with the number of results from his Moogle search.

About 567,800 results (0.06 seconds)

So you take a fork, bring it to your eyes, and then just sta- Ritsu (not for the first time today) fought off the urge to go and chuck the computer as far as he could out the window. He dragged his eyes away from the search results and looked at the first few link titles.

Top 10 Best Hero Quirks Officially Rated!

I don't know if it's just me, but does anyone else notice that All Might seems weaker than before? Like there's some sort of government conspiracy...

The History of Quirks and How They Changed the World...

He scrolled through the page while mumbling to himself and although the second one was insanely weird, the third one got his at this attention. Unlike most things that were "world-changing" this link said how they changed the world and with him being in accelerated language arts he knew that you should always take in context clues and the importance of word tense.

So he clicked it.

Quirks. Almost everyone on Earth has them, only about 20% of the population is excluded. They first appeared about 300 years ago with the very first person to have one was a baby who was born glowing. Soon, these quirks began popping up all over the world.

But. What are quirks? Well, quirks are sup-

He was on the ground.

It all happened so quickly.

His foot got tangled without him noticing

He went to lean back in his chair.

And soon he was falling down.

A groan escaped his mouth and he let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. Picking himself off the ground, he propped the chair upright and went to sit back down. But as he was getting ready to type he noticed something on the ground. An unplugged cord.

The computer turned off.

He tried not to scream and for the first time today he failed.

'Sup?'

Sup-what? What does that mean?! What was it going to say?! Supper? Supreme? Supplement? Super?

He was so close. If he were of age, he would say he needed a drink. But for now, he would settle with a glass of water and sleep.

As he drifted into unconsciousness, he tiredly decided that he would continue his research tomorrow.

But he didn't.

With school and exams coming up he couldn't be bothered to focus on that stuff. He had grades to keep up and teachers to impress. So, eventually...

He forgot.

* That was actually what it read when I searched up the same exact words.

**Actual text from the fan wiki

This Chapter was gonna be longer but as I was typing I decided to cut it at this point and put what I was typing in the next chapter. I wanna get a feel of the few people who will be reading this at first and then hopefully that will push me to finish another (hopefully longer) chapter. Sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes.

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