An artist wakes up in MHA as Midoriya Izuku and finds his hobby has turned into a quirk. No Systems, Gacha, Cheating, or Wishes.
Hadrian woke with a gasp, eyes snapping open to see an unfamiliar ceiling.
'Where am I?'
Sitting up I realized something was wrong. My body felt small, looking down I saw unfamiliar hands, the hands of a child. From the size this body couldn't be more than 10 years old.
'Is this reincarnation? Like those novels I read? When did I die? How? I should have been reborn right? Why don't I have any memories, did I steal a child's body?' feeling sick to my stomach at the thought.
Tying to calm myself down I looked around trying to figure out where I am. The sight that hit my eyes was blinding. The creepy face of a grinning man stared back at me from countless posters plastered all over the room.
'All Might... that's from my hero academia right? Am I in the MHA world or is the kid a big fan?'
Deciding that sitting around wouldn't help me figure out what happened I decided to find a mirror. Getting off the bed was more of a challenge than I thought it would be. Suddenly being in a child's body made it hard to be coordinated. Stepping out of my room I looked around cautiously. Seeing an open door with a bathroom inside I walked into and shut the door. Going to the counter I finally saw the face of the body I was in.
Round green eyes and a bush of curly greenish black hair stared back at me. A smattering of freckles across his face.
'Green hair? All Might posters everywhere, am I?'
"Midoriya Izuku" I whispered in a shocked voice.
The next second my head exploded.