Class 1-A: The Phantom Flasher (Patreon)

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It was a bright warm Saturday afternoon. Taking a much-needed break from their studies and hero work, the girls of Class 1-A were finally getting a day off and spent it lounging in the common room. Hagakure's floating shirt and skirt hung over the arm of one couch, as Mina rested her head on Momo's shoulder to peek at the book she was reading. Asui was nodding off in an armchair, unaware that Jiro was blasting some hardcore metal into her earphones not three feet away from her. 

"Hey!" Uraraka glided down the stairs with a cheerful proposition. "I'm going to the mall, who wants to come with?" 

"Pass," Asui grumbled. "Too exhausted."

"Yeah, I don't have the energy either." Hagakure nodded in agreement. 

"I'm afraid I'm out too," Momo added. "Too engrossed in this book." Mina elbowed her. "That's our Yaomomo! Even on a day off, all you wanna do is read!" She teased.

Jiro finally picked up on the conversation happening around her and rose to her feet. "Uh, yeah, sure, I'll come with!" 

Uraraka nodded with excitement. "Great, let's go!" The two of them turned to leave, but Mina called after them.

"Just watch out for the Phantom Flasher!" she piped up. 

"The who?" Uraraka cocked her head. Jiro looked similarly confused.

"You haven't heard?" Momo chimed in. "He's that new villain who's been exposing his genitals to innocent girls."

"Yeah! He's a total pervert!" Hagakure declared. 

Uraraka looked disgusted. Jiro rolled her eyes. "Thanks for the concern, but we'll be careful. Come on, Ochako!"

The pair of classmates stepped off the bus at the Kiyashi Ward mall and headed through the doors to the central courtyard. Smiling, they started to make way towards the clothing store on the far side.

As they passed an intersection with a hallway, a man in a trenchcoat stepped out in front of the pair, blocking their path.

"Excuse me, ladies. I wonder if you might help me with something?"

Jiro raised an eyebrow. "Yeah...?"

Without another word, the stranger flung open his trenchcoat, exposing his nude body to the girls. Reflexively, Uraraka shut her eyes and cowered. But she soon opened them when she heard Jiro laughing. And as soon as she did, it was plainly obvious to see why: the flasher had but an inch-long flaccid nub of a penis. Uraraka couldn't help but let out some giggles herself. 

"I dunno if that counts as a flash, dude. More like, a spark." Jiro teased, waving her pinky.

Mortified, the Flasher turned and tried to flee. He didn't get far, however. before Uraraka grabbed him firmly by the wrist and spun him into a full nelson with a cry of "Gunhead Martial Arts!"

Thinking quickly, Jiro whipped out her phone and snapped several photos of the Phantom Flasher's naked nethers. He struggled to get away but Uraraka's hold was too firm.

Jiro waggled her phone at him. "Now, unless you want the whole world to see your pathetic little shrimp dick, you'll cut it out and stop harassing girls!" 

He went limp, admitting defeat. "Fine. But why not just arrest me? You guys are heroes and I'm a villain." 

Both girls laughed at that. "You're barely a villain, dude. Exposing yourself to girls is pretty small-time villainy." Uraraka explained. "Emphasis on small..."

"And besides!" Jiro added. "I almost feel sorry for you. Jail wouldn't be that bad compared to the living hell of having an inch-long dick!" 

With another round of cackles, Uraraka dumped him on the floor and the two continued their shopping.