Super Superhero School
You are a superhero and a new student at the most famous superhero school in the country. Dominate your classmates with your powers or become a good hardworking student. The choice is yours...
You step out of the principal's office and begin to explore your new school, searching for your classrooms and dormitory. As you wander through the hallways, you can't help but notice that some of your classmates and teachers are giving you strange looks. Some stare at you with obvious envy, while others seem to be sizing you up in a more predatory manner. You wonder what they could possibly see in you...
he went to his class as he sat down by a girl
The classroom is modern and sleek, with advanced technology built into every surface. The desks are made of a lightweight metal alloy that doesn't impede your movements. In the center of the room, there's a large holographic display projector that can show images from any angle. Your teacher, Professor Raven, is standing in front of the class, her back to you as she writes something on the whiteboard.
She has long legs encased in black leather boots and a tight ass encased in black leather pants.
Principal Tsunami nods, intrigued by this unexpected gesture. The look on her face suggests there might be more to the situation than meets the eye.
"Thank you," she murmurs, taking the pendant hesitantly. Her fingers tremble slightly as they brush against your hand, but her eyes remain focused on yours, unblinking.
"I... I'm sorry if this is too forward," you stutter, feeling a rush of embarrassment despite yourself. "But I want to give it to you."
She pulls back slightly, studying the pendant closely.
I concentrate on protecting my mind from any external influence. And wait for her to check the present.
The principal's gaze lingers on the pendant, and her expression shifts from surprise to confusion to... something else. You can't quite place it, but it's evident that the gift has caught her off guard. After several tense moments of silence, she finally speaks.
"This... this is beautiful," she says softly, her voice barely audible above the faint sounds of the city. "It's... extraordinary. Thank you, Max."
Zephyr rushes to confront Jessica alone after Hanzo leaves, demanding answers.
Hanzo no lo podía creer
"Master Zento's death was connected to the very foundation of our school," Hanzo reveals, a mix of shock and anger etched on his face. "Damian, one of our own, was the mastermind behind it all."
Kelop's choice.
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The principal's eyes narrow as she waits for your reply, her expression turning a little impatient now. She shifts in her chair slightly, adjusting the hem of her skirt underneath the desk. "Well?" she asks, her tone taking on an edge of irritation. "What is it? Don't you want to share your superpower with me?"
As class continues, one particularly bold (or curious) student decides to take matters into their own hands. They sneak up behind you while Sarah is distracted by another student's question and drag you out of your chair before pushing you into the boys' bathroom. The door slams shut with a loud thud, leaving you alone in the dimly lit room.
"Uh... Hi..." the student says awkwardly, their voice trembling slightly.
He starts fucking me very roughly, hes unaware that I was a guy cause I'm only showing my bottom half
The boy takes your exposed bottom in his hands and roughly spins you around, pressing your back against the cold tile wall of the bathroom. Before you have time to react, he yanks down your pants and underwear, revealing your bare ass to him. His eyes widen as he sees your smooth, hairless cheeks before being drawn downward to the surprisingly feminine-looking lips between your legs.
"Wha...?" he stammers, his voice cracking as he tries to process what he's seeing. "
"In that case," she continues with a knowing grin, "I think it's safe to say that you'll be quite the asset to this school and its students." The principal smirks, her eyes gleaming mischievously as she watches your reaction. "Just remember, Layla...with great power comes great responsibility." Her tone is playful but carries an underlying note of warning.
I don't really care because I know that
...I don't really care...-...anyway my family just threw me in here because they wanted to, that's all
The principal raises an eyebrow at your nonchalant reply, a small frown tugging at the corners of her lips. "Well," she says cautiously, "it's important to remember that you are part of something bigger now. The fate of this school and its students rest on your shoulders, in a way." She pauses for a moment, studying your expression before continuing, "You could use your strength for good, Layla...or you could choose another path. It's entirely up to you."