Brainwashing All Doubts

Back at it again. Decided to yoink the Explogency prompt as inspiration to get me to write this. It's a small thing that's not canon (yet). This is a small story I thought up of while brainstorming a big story I want to work on eventually. Totally not trying to spite a certain . That and I'm still suffering from writer's block.

P.S. If you're reading this, you know who you are. I have AMAZING titles :rage:

This contains mild spoilers of Shinso's development in the manga. You've been warned.

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It was a war. A war which messed with every student involved physically and mentally. Some students currently being wheeled to be treated as others are just laughing it off, claiming their victory. A particular blonde fellow can be heard bragging at the fact that he was easily able to take down the 'lizard'. Everything was still hazy for a certain someone though, a particular question kept repeating itself inside his head.

"What do you want most in the world?"

A question that always remained in the head of Hitoshi Shinso, a student that was finally on his way to achieve his dreams. Nothing leading up to this point was easy for him and he knew many people around that would take that fact for granted. But would that stop him? No. Not at all. He stood there spaced out, until a familiar someone reached out and grabbed his shoulder. It was like he somehow got himself brainwashed

"Stop dozing off. You just got accepted"

Accepted? Yeah. That's right. Shinso just received the news that he was going to be transferred into the hero course. It took him a solid minute for him to snap out of his own trance and come back to reality. The sounds of people making conversations with each other were clearly heard. It felt like it was going to burst Shinso's eardrums due to how obnoxious he found their topics. He glared at Aizawa as the rest of the students began to pack up.

"The t training exercise with the two hero course classes was a success from both ends, why are those two still laughing"

Shinso pointed behind Aizawa to see Vlad King and his student Monoma laughing like maniacs saying they made Class 1-A submit to Class 1-B's strength. Aizawa shrugged it off as he patted Shinso's back. Was this to let him know he could leave now? Or was this some sort of acknowledgement? This was shortly answered when Aizawa said

"Good job out there."

Even with his doubts on his own performance, he didn't try to fight back his words, he didn't want to end up getting strangled again anyways. More and more students left the war zone along with the laughing from the lunatic duo until it was complete emptiness and silence. This was a perfect moment for Shinso to just stand there and recap everything that went down. All the battles and all the quirks being shown off was an amazing sight, he couldn't help himself but smirk knowing he was even able to outsmart some students from the hero course.

"All these quirks, befitting of a hero.."

Befitting of a hero? That's right.. Being born with the wrong quirk can lead people to the wrong path. A path people thought Shinso would go down.

After adjusting his mask and the bandages around his neck, he took a deep breath and turned around. Once he began heading back to his home to get ready for the transfer tomorrow, his doubts began to flood in, it was like a wave of bad memories crashing into the reservoir that is his mind.

"That quirk can only be used as a villain"

"Don't brainwash me. That'll be villainy you know?"

"You can't be a hero with a villain quirk."

These thoughts flooded his mind, making his walk back home go from a solid half a hour walk to nearly 3 hours due to the large speed decrease he took to let these thoughts migrate into his mind. It was like he was the one being brainwashed by the doubts of others, a puppet on strings. Once he arrived at his place, all he could do was take a shower and go to bed. It's not like it helped his case. The shower felt like he was just showering in his own self doubt and his sleep for the night felt off, it was like he was being watched by the manipulator of his doubts. Which was himself. After a decent amount of hours , it was finally morning, the alarm rings waking up the now grumpy Shinso. He lazily taps the top of his alarm clock to shut it off. It reminded him of that one time when Bakugo was screaming like a maniac. Shinso then sighed as he realized that Bakugo normally sounded like a maniac anyways. He got up from bed and did his usual routine. Teeth brushing, dres for school, a light breakfast. You know, the usual for plenty of highschool students. He went to grab the bandage scarf but was rudely interrupted by his doubts once more.

"That quirk can only be used as a villain"

"Don't brainwash me. That'll be villainy you know?"

"You can't be a hero with a villain quirk."

He stood there motionless trying to process what was going on, was he really doubting himself after the amount of work he put in with Aizawa? No. He can't be, he didn't want to disappoint the person who saw hidden potential in him. Shinso grabbed the scarf even with those statements buzzing in his head and made his way to U.A

The sounds of students greeting each other flooded the air, it was loud, probably too loud for Shinso's liking. Apparently someone made the explosion boy mad this morning, then again.. Trying to please that lunatic is nearly Impossible. Shinso shrugged off the idea as he headed towards the location where he was supposed to be Aizawa, near the entrance of the Class 1-A classroom. On his way there, he got plenty of shifty glares thrown at him. It was like he felt such a heavy presence thrown on his back. It was like he could hear the inner thoughts of people who looked at him

"Why is he going to the hero department?"

"His quirk isn't very... Hero-Like.."

"There's no w-

Before the third statement went through, Shinso felt a hard press on his shoulder, it was his instructor and now teacher, Aizawa. He had his typical stoic expression on his face as he questioned Shinso on what was bugging him. Shinso tried to shrug off the question, blaming the fact that he haven't really slept well. Aizawa didn't buy it. He then spoke the words that Shinso heard eariler

"What do you want most in the world?"

What does he want? Shinso was confused for a moment. He knew what he wanted to say but it couldn't come out his mouth, it was like those thoughts from before were covering his mouth, he couldn't speak. Gasping for air, he struggled to try and get himself free but he couldn't, but a ray of light came out of basically nowhere when Aizawa spoke once again

"You too, can be a hero."

A hero. That's what Shinso wanted. That was his dream. Slowly but surely the doubts that clouded his mind were perishing in the light of his dream, the strings that were controlling him were cut off. He was no longer looking down on himself, he realized that his dream was achievable and it was in his grasp. His face lit up from the down expression he greeted Aizawa with, similar to the lit up reaction he gave out when it was announced he would be transferred. This gave Aizawa a small smirk of satisfaction. He stepped to the side and let the path into his classroom visible. Shinso knew what had to be done. Aizawa walked into his classroom as Shinso shortly followed suit

"Well, today you guys will be meeting your new classmate, introduce yourself."

Shinso walked besides his new teacher as he faced the class. Something spoke out his name as the question once again echo'd inside his head

"What do you want most in the world?"

He knew what he wanted, and he wanted to make sure everyone in his new class knew what he wanted. He took a deep breath before he spoke

"My name is Hitoshi Shinso, and I'm going to show you all that I can become a greater hero than everyone else here."

Majority of the class reacted positively to his introduction, well. The majority. Bakugo was already on the edge of his seat about to launch himself at Shinso, the combined effort of Midoriya and Jiro was able to hold him back

"Is he usually this angry?"

Aizawa sighed. That was enough of a response for Shinso. All he could do was give out one of his snirky grins. He finally got what he wanted, and he wasn't going to let this opportunity go to waste.

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