Mha One shots 2024!

Now it came down to Present Mic, who entered with all the confidence and flair befitting a man known for his loud spirit. "PRESENT MIICCC! I'll show you how it's done!" he declared enthusiastically. The students cheered, at first excited to see their loud and energetic teacher back in action.

On his first day, things went relatively smoothly, though it quickly became clear that the students had a few surprises planned. When Mic turned around after giving a rousing introduction, he was met with a projector showcasing a slideshow featuring his baby pictures—complete with ridiculous captions: "The Future Voice of Heroes!" The class erupted in laughter, while Mic tried to maintain his composure, laughter escaping as he turned beet red.

On the second day, shining with determination, Mic decided to open the floor for questions. "Ask me anything! Let's really get to know each other!" Little did he realize that class 1-A had something completely different in mind. A barrage of deep and personal inquiries flew at him, ranging from his greatest fears to his least favorite vegetable. The absolute low point of the day, however, came when Mineta, ever the last-minute show stealer, asked about Mic's sexual escapades. The classroom erupted in laughter, and while some cringed, Mic broke into a fit of laughter, unable to dodge the inevitable.

But as the days passed, the situation spiraled further out of control. By the fourth day, things reached a breaking point. Students were nowhere to be found in the classroom. Instead, outside, Bakugo and Monoma from 1-B had turned the school grounds into an all-out battleground. Mina was there too, with a clipboard tracking bets on who would win, much to Mic's bewilderment.

In the midst of this chaos, his keen eye caught Tokoyami, who had fallen into a strange, somber emo phase, turning an already chaotic classroom into a den of doom. The sight of the raven-hailed boy with a dark aura mixed with the fact that Tokoyami was allowing a giant spider to crawl onto his shoulder promptly sent Mic over the edge.

In an act of defeat, Mic turned tail back to the teachers' lounge, panting. He staggered in, his usual exuberance drained, chest heaving in despair. "I quit! How can Aizawa do this?" The room froze, jaws dropped in disbelief. "You can't be serious, Present Mic!" exclaimed a shocked Midnight.

"But look at what's happening out there! We've got combat! We've got questions! And spiders! I can't handle this!" Mic gestured dramatically with wild frustration, overwhelmed by the madness of the last four days.

The Pro Heroes exchanged knowing glances, and the laughter bubbled up, ringing through the teachers' lounge. It seemed there was an unspoken agreement: Class 1-A was a force not easily subdued, and while Aizawa had a way of handling things that defied logic, perhaps it was time for Present Mic to take a well-deserved break—at least until Aizawa returned, ready to confront his chaotic class once more.