[Third Person's PoV]
"Tony~" Melissa's sultry whisper tickled his ear, sending a shiver down his spine.
His mind felt hazy, his vision slightly unfocused as he turned to look at her with half-lidded, drunken eyes.
"Huh?" he mumbled.
Melissa smiled mischievously, pulling a sleeping eye mask out of nowhere. "Here, put this on. I have a surprise for you~"
Tony blinked. "Where did you even get that from?"
"Don't worry about it," Melissa chimed, stepping behind him. "Just put it on, and I'll guide you."
Before he could protest, she slipped the mask over his face, plunging his world into darkness. He was still slightly disoriented, his senses dulled, but he could vaguely feel the space around him.
Then—he jolted.
A warm hand slid down his arm, fingers trailing lightly over his skin before clasping his own. His body tensed, but realization quickly set in.
Melissa.
She giggled softly. "Relax, Tony."
His lips parted as he tried to ask where they were going, but Melissa tugged him forward before he could speak.
"Where are you taking me?" he wondered, his voice laced with curiosity and apprehension.
Melissa's laughter rang like chimes in his ears. "Don't be so impatient~ You'll ruin the surprise. Trust me—you're going to love it."
Suddenly, she spun him around, catching him off guard.
"Whoa—"
Before he could regain his footing, he felt a forceful push against his chest. He stumbled backward, expecting to hit the cold, unforgiving floor—
But instead… he bounced.
His back sank into something soft.
A mattress?
Tony's eyes widened beneath the mask as he felt the plush surface cradle his body.
"What the—?!" he yelped.
Melissa's voice came in a seductive whisper.
"You can take it off now, Tony~"
A nervous chuckle escaped his lips. "Not sure how I feel about this kind of roleplay…"
Still, he hesitantly reached up, removing the eye mask.
Bright light momentarily blinded him, his vision adjusting—
And then he froze.
His breath hitched in his throat as he took in the sight before him.
Melissa was sitting on his waist, her hand pressed against his chest. But she wasn't alone.
Women surrounded him on all sides, dressed in very alluring outfits. And they weren't just strangers—he recognized them. They were his girl classmates all surrounding him on top of the bed.
Momo. Mina. Toru. Uraraka, etc
Even Midnight was there, draped in her usual sultry attire, her curves emphasized to a sinful degree.
His brain short-circuited.
Melissa's lips curled into a teasing smile.
"Tony~" she cooed. "It's time to satisfy your harem~"
—
Tony thrashed beneath the covers, his body slick with sweat, his breathing erratic.
"No… No, don't do it…" he whimpered in his sleep, head shaking side to side.
"Safe word! What's my safe word!!" Then, with a sharp gasp, he shot up from the bed, his sheets clutched in a death grip. His chest rose and fell rapidly, his skin glistening under the dim light of his room.
His wide, terrified eyes darted around, confirming he was alone.
Slowly, he swallowed, his throat dry.
His hand found his chest, feeling the wild hammering of his heart.
"W-What a nightmare…" he muttered, his voice hoarse with fear.
A shudder wracked his body as he whispered, "I thought… I actually turned into a harem protagonist."
His grip on the sheets tightened.
"How terrifying…"
…
Tony, along with Momo and Melissa, stood together early in the morning after getting ready for school.
"Tony—" Melissa said, placing a hand on his arm.
Tony jumped backward, away from her touch, and instinctively got into a karate stance.
The three of them stared at each other, each with completely different expressions. Tony looked frightened, while Melissa was confused. Momo, mirroring Melissa's expression, appeared more concerned than bewildered.
"What was that for…?" Melissa asked, tilting her head.
"You first…" Tony replied warily.
Melissa sighed. "I wanted to say sorry… for suddenly springing that on you yesterday. Momo and I talked it over last night when we got back to our room. We realized we were rushing into things. You don't have to feel pressured into making a decision. Take your time." She looked a bit ashamed of herself.
Momo nodded in agreement, backing Melissa up.
"I planned to, don't worry… Anyway, I need to grab something from our lab," Tony said, motioning behind him with his thumb.
"Wait—why are you running away?" Melissa asked, confused.
Tony rolled his eyes. "I'm not running away. I really do need to pick something up for Principal Nezu. I have to get to school a little earlier."
"Oh… sorry," Melissa mumbled, embarrassed.
Tony just smirked, patted both of their heads, and said his farewells. "You two can head to school together."
As he stepped outside, a silver liquid metal flowed fluidly from his skin, quickly encapsulating him in a streamlined, silver Iron Man suit. The repulsors and arc reactor on his body glowed bright red. Then, in an instant, he turned invisible and lifted off the ground, flying back home undetected.
He traveled the same way from home to U.A., completely unnoticed.
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Later, in class, Tony rested his chin on his palm, staring absentmindedly out the window with a lost look in his eyes.
Aizawa's lecture faded into background noise as Tony's mind swirled with uncertainty.
'Why are relationships so freaking complicated? Why can't they be more like my tech? Tech is so much easier to handle than whatever this situation is…'
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a knock on the classroom door.
Tony's lips curled into a smirk as he turned toward the source of the noise. Aizawa, looking confused, walked over and opened the door—only to freeze in place, his tired eyes widening in disbelief.
Standing in the doorway was Principal Nezu. But not as they knew him.
He was now the same height as Aizawa.
"Principal Nezu?" Aizawa asked, his voice tinged with shock.
Nezu grinned up at him, raising two paws in a peace sign. "The one and only! Just came to check on how the class is progressing! Keep up the great work!"
Aizawa, visibly weirded out, stood stiff as Nezu patted his shoulder in encouragement.
"Be brave, young heroes! Study hard! Plus Ultra!" Nezu declared, raising a fist in solidarity before spinning on his heel. "I must get going—I have other classes to inspect!"
With that, he strutted away, swinging his arms side to side in an almost comically jolly manner.
A heavy silence filled the room. No one spoke, too stunned to react.
Then, suddenly—
BANG! BANG!
Tony slammed his fist against his desk, covering his mouth as he snickered uncontrollably.
Aizawa sighed. "Tony… what did you do?"
All heads snapped toward Tony as he leaned back in his seat, clutching his stomach with laughter.
"Hahaha! I made him an exoskeleton that's practically indistinguishable from his real body! He's inside that thing piloting it! Oh man, the look on your face was priceless!"
Melissa smirked, shaking her head. "So that's what you went to get this morning?"
Tony wiped his eyes and nodded.
Aizawa let out a long, exhausted sigh. "That was… unnerving, to say the least."
Then, regaining his usual stoic expression, he muttered, "Alright. Let's get back to the lesson."
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