My avatar is the heroine

The final image was forever captured in the camera lens.

The photo slowly prints out, preserving this beautiful moment in memory.

When everyone turned around happily, wanting to see Su Lin's expression, they found that there was nothing there anymore.

There was no one there, as if they had never been there at all.

……

The stars twinkled, a myriad of stars.

Heaven and earth merged to form the Milky Way. On this day, no one knew that in some corner of the world, a young hero was leaving this world.

His body transformed into a dreamlike, colorful bubble, flying towards the sky and the plains.

A series of touching memories flashed through the bubbles.

“Su Lin…”

Shota Aizawa reached out and touched one of the colorful bubbles.

In the instant of the explosion, a scene from the past flashed before his eyes.

"I am your homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shota. Nice to meet you."

"Shota-sensei, just as I predicted."

……

Bearing the images of the past, those memories he had long forgotten, burst and dissipated little by little like bubbles. Even though it was night, a miraculous rainbow appeared in the sky.

Like a phantom...fleeting in an instant.

Soon, all the bubbles disappeared, leaving only an endless sea of ​​stars, which gradually faded away in this world.

……

"I always feel like I've forgotten something very important."

Suddenly, the white ape-man slapped his forehead and looked up at the tranquil sky.

"By the way, today's fireworks display was really fun."

"Yes, that's a really good idea." Grape-kun gave a thumbs up.

"Who came up with this idea?" Wabuki Tsuyu pointed to her chin.

"Yes, who is it?"

……

"Waaaaah, what's wrong with me? Why am I crying so sadly?" Ye Yin Tou wiped away his unstoppable tears and finally couldn't help but cry loudly.

"Why, why does it feel like I've lost something important in my life?"

"Don't leave me!"

"Waaah, what nonsense am I talking about? What do you mean by leaving? Have I been under too much pressure lately?"

"But why... am I so sad?"

……

"Look everyone, the photos are printed!" came an excited shout from Kaminari Electric's side.

"Hey, who are these people? They're such pretty girls." Grape-kun's eyes widened.

"I don't know either! It's strange, why do I have this uncomfortable feeling? I don't want to look at these people, but I can't help but want to look at them." Kaminari Denki pounded his chest hard.

"Tch, so pretentious." Bakugo Katsuki turned around, looking disdainful. But his expression betrayed him.

……

Izuku Midoriya squatted on the ground, feeling a series of sharp pains in his heart.

All Might and Shota Aizawa remained silent. They vaguely sensed something, but when they thought about it deeply, they couldn't remember it at all.

"Teacher Aizawa, do you feel like you've forgotten something important?"

Aizawa Shota remained silent, not uttering a single word.

After a long while, he finally uttered a sigh:

……

"All Might, you're crying."

Chapter 104 The Non-existent 21st Person

The morning sunlight pierced through layers of dark clouds, forming slanted beams of light in the sky.

At the seaside park, a green-haired boy carrying a heavy load of steel runs across the wide beach.

Sweating profusely, his legs pressed forward, just like the days and nights before, his steps never stopped here.

"Young Midoriya, you need to balance work and rest."

All Might, in his skeletal form, appeared not far away and tossed a bottle of cola to the running boy.

Midoriya opened the can, tilted his head back, and gulped down a few mouthfuls, finishing the entire bottle of cola in just a few seconds.

"Burp, that feels good."

He casually tossed aside the can, but instead of stopping, he quickened his pace, facing the rising sun.

"All Might, I don't know why, but I always feel like I'm chasing after someone. He's so far away yet so close. I've been giving it my all, but no matter how fast I run, I can't catch up with him."

As Midoriya ran and talked, a stone seemed to have been thrown into his calm heart, causing ripples to spread.

The next second, he stopped at a corner.

In the distance, there were traces of dried blood on the ground. Next to the broken refrigerator and cracked iron cabinet, there were iron filings, spikes, and charcoal for lighting.

"This is……"

In the dim light, it seemed as if a young girl was exercising over there, wiping away tears as she practiced her punches and kicks in the warm sunlight.

"Hey!"

Izuku Midoriya called out to him.

The girl stopped what she was doing, turned around, smiled slightly at her, and slowly blended into the halo of light.

……

For some reason, ever since then, even though it wasn't necessary, he still kept coming to this lonely beach to exercise.

When running, you always want to touch that unreachable figure.

Sometimes, the boy would let out a roar with all his might, trying to sweep away everything that was suppressed in his heart.

"Hey, you're watching me, aren't you?"

I will never forget you, never!

……

U.A. Academy, Office.

"Su Lin, could you collect yesterday's homework for me? I need to check it." Aizawa Shota put down his phone and habitually called out to the person next to him.

But the next moment, his arm froze in mid-air. He then slowly rubbed his temples and muttered to himself, "Did I say something strange again?"

"Shōta, you have absolutely no intention of running for class president. I think Izuku Midoriya and Tenya Iida in your class are both very good. Haven't you thought about making things easier for yourself?" Midnight Teacher said casually while playing a game in front of the computer.

"They are not qualified yet."

……

In the countryside, a luxurious manor house.

Eight Million pushed a cart full of tea and snacks into the art studio.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, turning long strands of hair a deep red, and revealing an indescribable beauty in a silent oil painting.

In the painting, a girl with phoenix eyes sits on a chair with her knees drawn up to her chest, wearing an unbuttoned white shirt, a short skirt, and a pair of snow-white stockings.

Despite her revealing clothing, she appeared completely at ease. With a paintbrush between her teeth and her eyes slightly narrowed, she exuded a pure and innocent charm, like a languid kitten, sitting alone in the quiet studio.

It's as if there's a large door separating the two worlds inside and outside the painting.

Yaoyorozu gently reached out and touched the girl in the painting.

Her expression was so absorbed that even her mother behind her could hardly bear it.

"Hey you, you idiot, what's with all the time you're getting all worked up over a painting? I'm starting to wonder if there's something wrong with your orientation."

"Mom!" Yaoyorozu turned around, blushing, and huffed, "I think she's beautiful, is that wrong? Aren't you like me, coming to this art studio to peek for no reason?"

"Was that peeking? I was appreciating art! But tell me... who is the girl in the painting?"

"I must know her." Yaoyorozu pressed his hands to his chest, fantasizing as if he wanted to pull her into his arms.

……

Inside the hospital, Todoroki Shoto sat quietly on the edge of the bed.

In the warm silence, the gentle, white-haired mother tilted her head: "Shoto, don't you find it strange?"

"Strange?" Todoroki Shoto snapped out of his reverie and raised his head in confusion.

The mother, who seemed perfectly fine but whose mental state was questionable, pointed to the sky outside the window and said, "This world... seems unreal."

"Doesn't seem real?"

……

Half a day later, in the same hospital, two middle-aged policemen stood at the door of another ward.

"Endeavor, how are you doing? Are you able to move around normally?"

The man, lying on the bed covered in injuries and unable to even use his flames, stared blankly at the ceiling, not answering the police officer's question. Only when Shoto Todoroki came into view did he excitedly call out, "Shoto!"

"You almost died." Todoroki's tone clearly lacked concern. "Maybe to others you're a great hero, but to your mother, she'd rather have this happened..."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door.

"Shokuten!"

Watching the figure being shooed out the door, Endeavor excitedly tried to sit up in bed, but was held down by the doctor next to him.

"You cannot move. Your injuries are still life-threatening, and you will need one or two more personalized treatments."

"Shokuten!"

Endeavor's voice was filled with unspeakable anger, but he simply couldn't vent his anger on his son.

After arriving at the door, Todoroki Shoto left with his final words: "Even without Mother, others would have suffered the same harm. In your eyes, there was probably only that ridiculous goal. You never considered our feelings at all."

……

Time passed by, and soon after, in the classroom of Class A, Grade 1 at U.A. High School.

"So, the new student who enrolled today actually entered U.A. High with you all. Due to some special reasons, he had to stay in the hospital for half a year. Please introduce yourself." Aizawa Shota picked up his sleeping bag, turned around, and said to the tall, chubby boy next to him.

The seemingly honest-looking boy stared blankly at the class and said, "Hello everyone, my name is Rikido Sato. I'm back at U.A. today because I stayed in the dormitory for a semester."

"Welcome, welcome! You're Sato-san, right? We're family now." Yaoyorozu Momo clapped her hands with a smile.

"Hospitalization? U.A.'s spots are usually limited, and even if it's just hospitalization, someone else will quickly take your place," Ochako Uraraka said in surprise.

"Well," Aizawa Shota explained, "There haven't been any outstanding students this semester, and Sato did well in the entrance exam, so we've reserved this spot for him. Sato-kun, please take your seat."

“Okay.” Sato responded and walked to the only seat below.

But just as he was about to reach his target, Bakugo, who had been gritting his teeth all along, suddenly turned around and roared at him viciously, "Get out of here!"

Sato Rikido: "..."

The atmosphere in the class suddenly became tense.

"Hey, Kacchan, why are you suddenly getting angry at someone?" Midoriya was so scared that his face turned green.

"I don't care, this is the only seat available, no one else can sit here."

Katsuki Bakugo himself didn't know why, perhaps it was because the long period of emptiness had become a habit, but he felt extremely uncomfortable when someone sat there.

Incredibly, Asui Tsuyu, who was sitting not far away, surprisingly spoke up for him, saying, "Maybe I've gotten used to this kind of seating too. Sato-chan, could you move out and sit here? What do you think, Aizawa-sensei?"