Sandman in MHA

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I have had a superpower called Quirk. After some time spent honing my so-called peculiarity, I was able to manipulate sand for a brief period of time—no more than five minutes.

Since it's Friday, I left school early today. I returned to my room and began studying for the promotion exam that would be coming up in a few weeks.

Since Mei was the smartest student in my class and consistently placed first, I worked hard to place among the top five. After some study time, I resumed my training and managed to control the sand until I reached my breaking point and quit.

After some time of training, I went to conduct more study on my sand quirk. I focused more on defence for the time being while I was doing this, and using the information I had been accumulating, I tried putting what I had learnt into practice. While making some sand, I extended my right palm, covered it completely, and attempted to harden it.

while directing every sense onto my hand. I raised my right hand high, hoping to turn it into solid sand, as shimmering grains of sand clung to my fingertips. My eyes grew wide with excitement as I focused on using my sand quirk.

The pressure of my resolve caused the sand to get colder, denser, and heavier with every second that went by.

But even with my best efforts, I was unable to achieve success. My hands, on the other hand, resisted the change and stayed the same. Even though I was disappointed, I persisted.

I clung to my bed and slept off.

[ five years time skip ]

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"Yuta, happy birthday!" Everyone congratulated him and sent him well wishes while singing and celebrating.

"Yuta! It's time for you to cut the cake." With a glass of wine in her hands, Yuta's mother yelled and gave him the knife to cut the cake.

When he did, his mother turned up the music, and everyone began to dance, including his grandparents, his mom's coworkers, and the families and friends from the neighbourhood who had come to join him in celebrating.

"At the count of 3..2…1, let's welcome my grandson." After Yuta's grandfather yelled, everyone moved to the centre so he could dance.

Yuta asked Mei as he approached her.

"Mei! Would you mind dancing with me?"

"Yes." As they moved to the centre and began dancing together, Mei screamed and nodded. Yuta and Mei clasped hands, and everyone joined in.

Mei approached Yuta and spoke to him as they all shared the cake and departed after giving Yuta their gifts. "Happy ninth birthday to you once more, and I hope to see you at the entrance exam soon." She murmured, waving to Yuta before leaving the house.

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He is nine years old, and it is currently March 20th (A/N: Yuta was born in the fifth generation, around 2134, just like Izuku Midoriya in the original timeline). After five years, Yuta is now 5'5 166 cm tall and has developed into a lively 9-year-old.

For the past five years, he has been living a healthy life. He has been able to work on his defence and push himself to the limit while using his quirk.

His bright, inquisitive red eyes still sparkle, but they are now framed by his curly blonde hair that frequently falls across and covers his forehead scar (A/N: Imagine Geto's scar in Jujutsu Kaisen). Now, Yuta might learn to clone sands and move objects, albeit he still hasn't perfected it.

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Many occurrences have been occurring for some time now. I dedicated around half a day to my solitary quirk training, and my mother has been there to support and encourage me.

Over the years, I developed the ability to clone myself, but it wasn't nearly flawless. The clone I imagined wasn't completely formed, and I couldn't control it prior to the sand explosion.

I also learnt how to use my quirk to hover my body in midair for roughly 15 seconds and how to cover my hands with sand while it solidifies for more than five minutes. Seeing the results of my unwavering training, I was hardly encouraged to pursue my oddity.

Mei has always supported me throughout the years, and she frequently joins me at home as we work to develop our individuality, though I was obviously better at hegemonizing it than she was.

In contrast to me, Mei's quirk was somewhat comparable to mine; it was the wax quirk, which gave her the ability to control and alter it.

Mei was quickly regaining her quirk throughout the years, and she was similar to me in that she was able to shapeshift her wax into items that were somewhat similar to me.

Months and days went by while Mei was making such rapid progress in overhauling me. Mei had long, simple black hair, brilliant brown eyes, and a height of 5'6 168 cm. She was quite attractive and somewhat aggressive at the same time.

Mei lived with her dad while her mother was away since she was two years old. Her twin sister studied in the United States and now resides with her uncle. My single oddity training had been joined by Mei, so it was now a duo. Haha.

I helped Mei mostly on how to sway her wax quirk in order to aid her go beyond various limits  every single day. 

As I get older, I gain incredible power to control and work with sand, opening up a world of opportunities and experiences.

I can easily shape and mould sand to my whim as I embraces my newfound sand powers. I can create lifelike animals and elaborate sand structures that resemble magnificent castles with a single hand gesture. These inventions act as my playmates, protecting me and stimulating my creativity.

My ability to manipulate individual grains of sand allows him to create complex, feeble sand armour, further developing his sand talents. My resilient against Mei's humorous attacks during their pretend battles because to this protective covering, which guarantees victory.

I develops my skills in manipulating sand to produce sandstorm whirlwinds. I was surrounded by these miniature storms. Together, they discover secret worlds within their imaginary world, and Mei is astounded by my skill at sand-swirling.

Along with attacking strategies, I deepen my comprehension of the inherent characteristics of the sand. I used this ability to summon toys out of sand, which makes me happy and comfort, and empathy blossoms inside me.

My sand skills and talents continue to develop as I grow from a small kid to a 9-year-old, and my abilities serve as a catalyst for my development and inventiveness.

I find new ways to interact with people and express himself through my sand manipulation, fostering connections and fostering an imaginative world.