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Chapter 12: First day of School
🕑 Added 2024-01-19 15:32:59 +0000 UTCAnd we are here, the last chapter of the week. I would have worked on this sooner, but with my return to writing the second act of my Code Geass story, that free slot is now taken to work on that, as it only updates twice a month, I think I'm in the clear. Not much happened with this story, other than some changes made for the Sports festival as I believe that canon beats are hit rather than just said to have happened, there needs to be a difference to them, something that makes it clear why you chose to include it and while what I had planned before was original, another story I like kinda already did it and if I did the same, I just like I was copying. What I have now seems to be a better fit.
Chapter 12: First day of School
Watching the tree finish its accelerated rise, Midoriya unclasped hands to observe his work, the tree was healthy, thick and tall, great for its intended purpose as lumber.
"Was that all?" He turned to the farm worker he was helping, the octopus-headed man looking the tree over for a moment before giving him a thumbs up.
“Yup, that’s plenty for the day, kid.” Midoriya smiled, happy to have been of help, even if he had been at it for a while.
"Hey, we could use some help over here!" Looking to the far side, he could see some people cutting the already chopped-down trees into small pieces of lumber.
"Coming!" He replied as he jogged over, having gone through this for an entire week so far. His return after his training had already been a loud affair, as everyone was surprised that he managed to survive, almost everyone. Those he was closest to were just impressed and relieved to see him back in one piece, with the master being especially impressed when she learned he woke up 2 months before she did and used that time to further train with Shizune.
The party might have gone on for a week if he didn't need to check up with the school and get his things for the U.A. entrance exam. He didn't know his score for both parts, but was confident that he had easily made it into the higher echelon of points as while he hadn't done the same, he had been able to hear how many points others were scoring and knew his score would have been in the higher tiers of that.
Of course, that good mood didn't last when he had to, reluctantly, return to his middle school. Seeing that no one cared that he had been absent for months didn't sting as much as he thought it should, but then again, they never pretended to include him in anything so he was already an outsider. The only person who seemed to care was the last one he wished to be as Bakugo upon seeing him at his desk, had nearly flown over in a fury, demanding answers from him as if he was under any obligation to answer him, even the teacher walking in and being surprised to see him back didn't stop him till he was threatened with detention.
That didn’t stop him out of class, be it before school, lunch or afterwards, that explosive annoyance was relentless. So he had to take steps to avoid him and never return him as he knew where he lived and didn’t stop banging on his front door till after he threatened to call the cops. With his apartment less of an option than it normally was, he left a new note, not caring that the old one hadn't even been moved from the table and left to live within the sanctuary, and in the week since the exam, he’s been helping to create building materials for the construction project, which he was pleased to hear was almost done after the commission paid the master through their noses to get her to appear at some PR event.
Reaching the work team, he placed his hand on the large tree trunk and with a little of his tenet, he managed to cut it into 6 different pieces. The edges weren't clean or perfect, but that would be much easier to correct than it would have been to cut through the entire thing.
Patting him on the back, the muscle bond woman laughed. "Dang, kid, you've come a long way with that fancy sage training of yours, you'll do the work of 10 people." He smiled at her, enjoying being around his people and using his hard-earned skills to help.
“It’s good practice, you know.” He replied before his stomach growled, getting her to laugh again as she looked at her watch and saw that it was close to lunch.
"Alright people, time to get some grub, we can continue after we've filled out bellies!" She yelled to the rest of the crew.
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After a hard day’s work in the fields, and a relaxing shower to soothe his muscles, he found himself seated in the master’s office, a warm fire blazing in the hearth while he absentmindedly scratched Peach’s ear, the cat sleeping on his stomach as he lounged on the wooden floor, matching the cat in her cozy state. His master was at her desk as was normal for her as she smiled at her student.
“And just when did you decide to become one with the carpet?” She asked him as he continued to purr on the floor.
“When the carpet revealed itself to be so comfy and called to be with its warm embrace.” He replied, sounding to be completely at peace with the world she rolled her eyes, as even her tigers got up to join the two on the carpet, making for quite the amusing sight.
“You do know that it’s filled with tiger fur, right?” She reminded him that she might have it cleaned regularly, but her tigers are large cats and it didn't take long for their fur to get everywhere. It was why they didn't go near her bed.
He just waved that off, compared to the hell he had been put through by that cat spirit, a fur-filled carpet was a luxury. "I can live with that, better than dirt anyway."
“Lazy cat.” She snorted as she got back to paperwork, leaving the office in peace for a while with nothing but the crackling of the wood in the fire and the soft purrs of the tigers, house cats or one boy to fill the silence, sounds that relaxed the master.
After some time, she finished working on one stack and got to work on the other, starting up the conversation. "When is your acceptance letter due?" She didn’t need to see it to know her pupil made it, but knowing the fine details would be nice.
Midoriya took a second to think about it, his mind far too calm to move as fast as it normally did. “Any day now, I already changed the address to hear so we just need to wait for the mailman to make the trek.” He replied, as ever since he went on his training trip, he had made arrangements that important letters and mail went here, with mainly junk mail still going towards his apartment in town.
“What a cruel thing to do.” Kenmikito smiled as she could only wonder how much the mail service, used to an urban environment, hated having to make such a detour and go up a mountain.
Midoriya felt no such shame in his choice. “As a mailman, they should be ready to go anywhere, brave any road, and face any mangy mutt to deliver a package.” A few moments later, there was a knock on the door, which opened to reveal Kyūfune, the medical student holding a letter bearing the crest of U.A. in red on it.
"It came. But the mailman was pretty angry to have traveled this far to deliver it." Kyūfune said as she walked in, taking a seat on the couch while Midoriya got up from the carpet to join her.
“It’s his job, now why don’t we see what’s inside, or would you like to be the first to see it, Midoriya?” Kenmikito asked him as Kyūfune handed the sealed envelope to the shorter boy who took the chance to snuggle up to her, starting to purr which only made her blush a bit, even if she combed a hand through his hair, noting that it was even fluffier than normal, as it had been like since he returned.
Basking in the warmth of her body, he shook his head as he looked up at her with a big smile. “No, you’re close to me,” Turning to the master, he held up the envelope .“I want the most important people in my life to see this.” With that said, he used his fingernail like a letter opener to slice open the envelope, he found that there were some papers, most of them forms he'd need to fill in but what stuck out was a small metallic disk.
“A disk?” He asked as he took it out, seeing that it was a projector of some kind he placed it on the coffee table and turned it on.
“I am here as a projection!” Without warning, All Might popped up, wearing a striped yellow suit, the same one he loved to wear for any televised events. The abrupt nature of this and how loud the man was got the entire room to jump in surprise.
“What the-” Midoriya looked on, his surprise overpowering any frustrations he felt towards the number one.
“All Might?” Kyūfune asked, wondering why he was in a recording from U.A. while Kenmikito kept her piece, her eyes narrowing just a little as she had some guesses as to what this was.
Laughing, as if he had expected this result would happen, All Might continued. “I can tell that you must be confused, young Midoriya but allow me to explain, it’s been kept a secret but the reason I came to town was because I’ll be joining U.A. as their new teacher in the coming school year, so why not announce it to the students by having me record this message for all those that made it in?” He revealed to them, with the two students being surprised that he would do such a thing.
All Might was famous for his ‘work alone’ approach and while he wasn’t as abrasive as Mirko who would outright tell you to piss off, All Might was someone that in his over 30 years of being a pro, had only had 2 sidekicks, one was the genius quirk researcher and support tool inventor, David Shield who now ran I-island as its head researcher. The second was Sir Nighteye, a fellow Japanese hero but that had only been a duo for a few years before they ended things. Put simply, the man was too fast, too strong, just too All Might for most to keep up, never mind help.
So for that same person to announce that he was taking up a teaching job, it was out of left field, to say the least as he barely had much experience working with others long term, would he be able to handle teaching students? Perhaps, but now that he thought about it, having the top hero as a teacher for what he could only assume is the first years seems like overkill.
All Might didn’t give them much time to continue to ponder this fact. “But I’m on a timer here, a lot of recordings to make and I know you want to hear how you did, so let’s start with the written portion of the exam. Despite your extended leave of absence in your final year of middle school, you managed to pass the written exam, albeit barely with a score of 57%.”
Midoriya groaned into his hands, as he didn’t want them to necessarily know that part. “I didn’t have much time to catch it, and it wasn’t like I had time to study when that cat was trying to kill me every other day.” He didn’t even bring any school material with him, and even if he had, he would be too exhausted most days to even read any of it without it going in one ear and out the other.
"That's no excuse, we'll just have to use some of your training days for study," Kenmikito replied, the boy looking up to see she was serious about that. seeing how dejected he got, Kyūfune giggled as she placed a hand on his back.
“She’s right, you know.” Looking at her with betrayal in his eyes, he just had to accept that he'd be spending more time hitting the books than hitting the weights. Lucky for him, All Might continued, giving him something else to worry about.
“Your performance during the practical was far more impressive, as you managed to score 31 villain points. However, that isn’t enough to make it into the hero course.” The number one was clear on this, which left him feeling dejected. He had known he would struggle with the written portion, but he had come up short in the practical as well. After all the time training, all the hardships, after nearly dying? Was this the limit of his ability?
He could feel his nails digging into his palms from how tight he was squeezing his fist, but he couldn’t find it himself to care. He needed to get into a top school, it was part of the plan to prove himself as people would disregard anything but the best, but the issue was that he hadn’t applied to another. Shiketsu rivaled U.A. yes, but was more secretive about it, they didn’t broadcast their Sports Festival, so he would need to wait till his 2nd year to think about making a name for himself.
He wasn’t alone in this, but those with him didn’t want him to go any deeper as Kyūfune took him into a hug. "I'm sure you can apply to go through general studies then." It wasn’t ideal, but he could embarrass someone in the hero course enough to take their place instead in less than a month's time.
“Yeah, but-!”
“That is what I would say if that was the whole story, but U.A. works differently to that, young Midoriya.” All Might interrupted them, bringing good news. “You see, U.A. doesn’t just test intelligence and combat skill, but your character as well, which is where rescue points come in!” He announced to them, the trio was more invested in this, none more so than the master herself who had been less than pleased with the false announcement that her pupil hadn't made it.
“But first, watch this!” All Might pulled out a remote from his coat and pointed it to a TV behind him. On the screen was a highlight reel of his exam, but instead of focusing on his battles, it focused on something that he had forgotten he had even done-helping people. From luring bots towards, getting them out of the way, saving that Shinso kid and giving him a tool to better his chances, even his final act of handling the 0-Pointer.
All Might's smile seemed a bit more genuine after that, less the cookie-cutter PR-friendly smile and more the smile of a man proud of what he had seen. “Look at that, without a thought to the contrary and more than once, you went out of your way to help others. Even if that meant facing off against the obstacle that was the 0-pointer. How could U.A. turn away such a spirit? Perish the thought! A hero at the end of the day isn't the one with the most power, but those who save the most lives.” He told them, with Midoriya being wide-eyed at that fact. He hadn't been thinking that much about it, he just saw people in trouble, and helped them-that was all.
“And because of your actions, the panel of judges rewarded you with 48 rescue points, which combined with your villain points puts you at 83 points, placing you in second place!” All Might told them as the screen changed to show the top ten results of the exam.
1st Place: Itsuka Kendo. Villain Points: 36. Rescue Points: 59. Total 95
2nd Place: Izuku Midoriya. Villain Points: 33. Rescue Points: 50. Total 83
3rd Place: Katsuki Bakugo. Villain Points: 77. Rescue Points: 0. Total 77
4th Place: Eijiro Kirishima. Villain Points: 39. Rescue Points: 35. Total 74
5th Place: Ibara Shiozaki. Villain Points: 36. Rescue Points: 32. Total 68
6th Place: Tenya Ida. Villain Points: 52. Rescue Points: 9. Total 61
7th Place: Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu. Villain Points: 49. Rescue Points: 10. Total 59
8th Place: Fumikage Tokoyami. Villain Points: 47. Rescue Points: 10. Total 57
9th Place: Yosetsu Awase. Villain Points: 50. Rescue Points: 6. Total 56
10th Place: Neito Monoma. Villain Points: 39. Rescue Points: 14. Total 53
He couldn't ignore it, nor did he want to as this wasn't some dream but a blissful reality he didn't recognise 8 of those other names, but he could see that he had managed to surpass 7 of them as All Might nodded at him. “You earned this, young Midoriya. Through your efforts and hard work, this statement is a result of that: Come, my boy. Welcome to U.A. I hope to see you in class soon enough!”
With that the projection ended, with an option for it to be replayed, not that they noticed it as Midoriya had jumped to his feet, pulling a surprised Kyūfune to her feet as he started to twirl her around. “I did it!” He didn't even notice what he was doing, as the Peach, Ruby and Sapphire all moved out of the way as the boy led his partner through the impromptu celebratory dance.
“I did it, I did it, I did it!” He repeated his smile nearly splitting his face as he vibrated with positive energy as his dance partner got into the swing of things, matching his movements before they found that she was leading the dance, her larger size leaving her dominant but Izuku wasn't just following, as he kept up with every step she had and had a counter ready.
While her daughter and possible son-in-law danced like a couple of morons, too into their act to notice that they knocked over some of her things, she got up and retrieved the projector, going back to the part with the results and chuckling when she saw that he had managed to score higher than both the younger son of the Iida family and that Bakugo fellow he regularly complained about. “Yes, you did. And what do we have here? You bested that Bakugo brat by 5 points. Looks like his quirk didn’t net him the victory he was after.”
“Who cares? I managed to get into U.A. the best hero school in the country and I didn’t need to use a quirk to do it!” Midoriya continued to celebrate as he dragged a laughing Kyūfune to his level and kissed her straight on the lips, savoring the taste before releasing her with a pop as he continued to dance, leaving the woman shell-shocked as she reached a hand to her lips as Midoriya grabbed Ruby and started to dance with the 320kg Siberian tiger which looked just as surprised by the fact as one would be if told this happened.
“I got it and I kissed the girl I like, I’m on top of the world!” Midoriya seemed to be too far in the clouds to even recognise the words he was saying as the door slammed open and a smirking Hanen stood there.
“What’s this about kissing girls?” He asked the room.
“Wha-“ Before the fox woman could respond, her mother beat it to it, looking like a cat that had just caught the canary.
“The boy made his move, at last.” Midoriya didn’t care that it seemed like his crush was an open secret, it wouldn’t need to be a secret any longer anyway.
“Dammit, I owe Obi so much money,” Hanen muttered as he walked over, slapping a hand onto Midoriya's back while scratching his dance partner's chin, the tiger closed its eyes in an adorable fashion which almost made him forget it could tear him limb from limb. “Anyway, I heard you celebrating from down the hall, how’s it feel to be going to the best of the best?” The man asked, feeling happy for his younger friend. The man worked for this, even when life tried to tell him no, he could respect that.
"It feels great," Midoriya replied, a stupid-looking smile on his face as Hanen just laughed it off, his burnt skin stretching but he didn't seem to care if he could feel it at all. Leaning on the kid's shoulder, he brought him close.
"That's the spirit, you better show them, chumps, what we're made of, or I'll roast you." Raising his other fist, Midoriya finally let the tiger get back to its nap as he returned the gesture.
“When did you make a bet?!” Kyūfune finally got through to the two of them as Hanen looked towards her, confused for s
"Bet? Oh that, yeah it was a while back. I thought he'd only get his stones when he turned 16, guess I was wrong." He had no shame about admitting that to her face as Midoriya broke from his hold and went back to Kyūfune, grasping her larger hands in his scarred ones.
With a smile he declared. “I promised myself I wouldn’t make a move till after I got it, she only deserves the best after all.” She blushed a little at how honest he was, his good news-induced confidence started to infect her as well.
“Is that right,” She asked him.
“Yu-” She didn’t give him time to answer as she grabbed him and pulled him close for another kiss, this time he would be the one left breathless as she rubbed his cheeks with her thumbs, feeling how his breath hitched before she broke it, leaving him blinking, his brain needing time for a hard reboot.
“Then I believe I owe you a dinner date, come on.” Leading him out, she saved her mother and fellow student as the door closed behind them as she made her way to the dining hall, her boyfriend led like an extremely thirsty horse to water.
“Don’t do anything crazy you two! Having kids at your age is just a shitty experience!” Kenmikito yelled after them, knowing that they heard her as she turned to the other human occupant of her office. Seeing that they were alone, he went to business.
“About that job you asked me to do…”
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Days earlier, the teachers had gathered to review the results of the exam before finalizing them and sending out the letters confirming if a potential student made it in or not. "As expected, not a lot for many rescue points," Snipe noted as he and the rest looked over the results of not just the top 20 but the top 20 students.
"Well, they weren't told that they'll be graded for it," Cementoss added.
“Still, hero work is more than being flashy and breaking things. Heroes on TV and online talk about that all the time.” Ectoplasm retorted as he reviewed some footage from the exam, sad that so many students had been focused solely on combat, even when some could see others in need. In some cases, they got into arguments over skills like it was some of the game.
“I would be surprised if most could see past the fame and glory chasing.” Snipe chided them.
Midnight drew their attention to one exception to that. “And yet, some of them didn’t need rescue points at all, as our 3rd place holder managed that without a single rescue point to his name. His combat ability is exceptional, to say the least." Bakugo might have been a rather unsettling look the entire time, but he also made an effort to avoid others, so they could tell that he wasn't just a rabid dog when it came to fighter-more he was the type that enjoyed it a bit too much but there were plenty of pros like that, Mirko being a prime example.
“He’s not the only odd one out as 1st place performed remarkably well, but according to her papers, her quirk isn't just increasing the size, mass and strength of her hands." Present Mic stated as the screen flipped to Kendo, that the girl left a mark on both the examinees and teachers with how valiantly she had performed, from her quirk and effective take-downs to how fast she could turn on a dime if it meant she could save someone, even taking time out of own efforts to give tips and direct people to where they’ll have more chances of scoring points.
But the best part of the performance would be her taking on the 0-pointer. Some examinees had been trapped by it and she left the group and faced off against it with power they didn’t think was possible, she slapped the floor and sent herself flying towards its face which she proceeded to give in with a single strike. However, Aizawa noted that she was lucky that the exam ended right after she landed, as her hands looked to be broken from that.
“It’s quite strange that she learned that what? 2 weeks before the exam?” Vlad stated, with All Might being silent.
“I’m just happy that she didn’t hurt herself too badly using her quirk as you saw the state of her hand.” Nezu stepped in, directing attention from one potential problem child to another.
"However, on the flip side, those behind and in front of him all got substantial rescue points as the first place wouldn't have got such a high score without them." The screen flipped to Midoriya’s performance which to put it into a single word, he would describe as exceptional. There wasn’t a wasted movement, and he kept good track of his surroundings, he would go so far as to say his movements reminded him of a cat on the prowl.
“Hard to believe he’s quirkless.” Midnight noted as Eraserhead frowned.
"I find that hard to believe after that performance, there are support items that could mimic his tools, but not only did he not register any for the exam, but his final act would be all but impossible without some sort of quirk." The underground hero stated, blunt as ever with his skepticism clear, not that he was alone in this.
"And yet, when Recover Girl tested his blood, it came back negative for any quirk genes, which matches his medical records," Ectoplasm added as the medic had been given instructions to get some of his blood and test it later by Nezu, and she had confirmed that the boy was telling the truth.
"What the kid did was unusual, I would say it should be impossible." Snipe nevertheless was critical of that result as a quirk test or not, no human had that sort of power and ability.
“No kidding, I had a chance to examine the wood he left behind and while it’s incredible quality, it shouldn’t have had the strength to be used in such a fashion, never mind grow so rapidly.” Power Loader spoke up, as he had been the one to clean up after the exams and that meant recovering pieces of wood to test, as he perhaps thought it was some sort of new edge support item, a self-replicating high-speed plant or something but he got nothing. It was just regular Hinoki wood.
"Unless of course, he was enhancing it." Nezu mused allowed, freezing the footage on a particular scene, where Midoriya had stopped and clapped his hands together. It was familiar to him, in ways both good and bad.
“Which only adds to the questions we have relating to him.” Thirteen added.
"What's our next move then? The boy scored the highest of the applicants in the physical portion, but we have no idea how he did any of it. The commission will want answers about that." Cementoss asked as this was a rather delicate situation.
However, Nezu didn’t see it as delicate in the same way they did as he smiled and took a sip of his tea. “We’ll treat him like any other applicant, and his score more than warrants him having a place in the spring hero class.”
His response turned heads as Snipe leaned in close to him. “Is that wise? Izuku Midoriya's quirk status aside, there are worrying gaps in his academic record, the boy did vanish for most of his 3rd year and we don’t know why or to where.”
"He's right, the boy is not terminally ill, nor do we have any records to state any long-term stay in a hospital." Thirteen added, which were concerned that Nezu didn’t take lightly, but he had ample reason to suspect that they were making a mountain out of a molehill.
"While alarming, there is nothing wrong or illegal with his transcripts for medical history. We judge him based on his character, but if your concerns are too much to set aside, we can have all first years undergo a medical examination in their first week." Nezu stated, looking towards his staff.
"Of course, that doesn't mean I'll let him onto campus without precautions, we'll keep an eye on him and his activities to see if he's truly a bad seed but till such a time when he does something to warrant it, he shall be treated like any other student.” At his statement, none chose to continue either because they saw it as pointless or could agree with him on some level. With that issue put to bed, there was another issue.
“With that settled, how will the hero classes be organized? Vlad, Eraser, do you have any preferences for students?” While Nezu selected 15 of the students for each class, the homeroom teachers in question could select up to 5 others, as he implemented it so that if he somehow made an error, the teachers who knew their capabilities best could pick students they felt were best equipped to help.
"I'll take Kendo, her quirk is unstable at present and she'll need to work on it before she does permanent damage to herself or others," Eraserhead replied, which made sense as his quirk made him excellent for handling power types if for no other reason then humbling them before they went out into the field and made a critical mistake.
"I'll take Midoriya. If his character is an issue, I'll keep a good eye on him but as you said, he deserves the benefit of the doubt.” Vlad replied after him, the man excelling in teaching students with more technical quirks but as Eraser's senior educator by a couple of years, he was more experienced with handling more unpredictable students such as Midoriya and his yet-to-be-identified power.
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The day finally came on the first day of class. Midoriya was up bright and early and carried out his morning routine of a jog, shower and breakfast which he ate in silence. The TV was off for once as he wasn't in the mood for the news at the present, and besides he could read up about it later. As he ate his breakfast, he found a note on the desk from his mother, who must have returned after he went to bed and left before he woke up. He didn't know what he expected when he opened it, perhaps a good luck or other good wishes, but instead it just read 'I'll be coming with groceries' which had him raise an eyebrow but not much else as he finished his meal.
Feeding Mario and Peach, the former seemingly angry with him for not taking him to the sanctuary, he looked over his uniform in the mirror one last time to ensure that it was clean, pressed and presentable, the only issue being his tie which he couldn't quite get done right. But that was minor as he grabbed his scarf, tied his tie the best he could and was out the door from his now-empty apartment. Leaving the apartment and stepping foot on the curve, he took a deep breath of the spring air before smiling as he turned to run towards U.A., leaving people baffled till they noticed his uniform and just chalked it up to New Year excitement.
They were partly right. Getting into U.A. was a challenge in itself, as the acceptance rate was 1 in 300, with the only two ways being through the general examination which the bulk of people used to get in, and the recommendation exam which required one to be sponsored by an influential party, mostly pros. To make things worse for most, those recommendation spots took up 4 of the 40 spots in the hero course. According to the forms they had sent him, those recommendation students were split evenly across the two hero classes but it didn’t say why and how classes were made.
All that was important, but what was the source of his good mood was the fact that he had a girlfriend! Just thinking about it made him flutter as he purred contently as he ran towards school, making it onto campus long before the bell was meant to ring. He wouldn't say their first date was the best, having always thought he would sweep her off his feet like they did in those dramas, but just being able to have a nice meal with her in the dining hall had been a great evening, so much so that he hadn't punched everyone that kept commenting that it took long ensuing to make a move.
That didn’t mean he didn’t trip them though.
Slowing down, he started to look around for his homeroom, as he had been assigned to class B but he managed to spot its sign over a near comically large door. Looking up at it, he wondered if U.A. built it that way for the truly exceptional large door as if he wasn't wrong with his measurements, even Kyūfune could walk through with her arm lifted straight up and not touch the top, she could even jump to try and probably still not make it.
Looking at the big red making on the door labeling it as 1-B, he reached for the handle. "It's hope they're not in my class." He thought aloud to himself, his mind thinking back to Bakugo and that boy with the glasses, the latter of which he didn't have much problem with but he would like to have a fresh start with this. The former was just a pain to deal with, not helped that he got the same acceptance letter which showed their scores and had to stand with him at their graduation as the principal went on and on about how they 'always knew they were destined for greatness.' He barely managed to keep a straight face, not from fury but some amusement as the 180-change in his assessment of the 'weak quirkless troublemaker' should have been studied.
Opening the door, he finds that despite its size, it slid open with little effort from him, but his attention was taken by the other occupant in the room, already at their desk as they quietly read a book, their face as passive and serene as it had been the day of the exam.
Walking up to her desk, he thought it would be nice to greet her. “Morning, Kodai. It’s nice to see that you made it.”
"You as well." Her blue eyes remained as calm as a pond's surface but still bright. "Good job on placing second." He felt a little giddy about that, but as much as Shizune would say he should let her praise him more, that just made him uncomfortable.
“Have you been here long?” So, he moved the conversation along.
Kodai shook her head before returning her attention to her book, which he only now realized was a title in the Make-Out Paradise series. How she got her hands on it, or why she saw fit to read it during class on the first day was also a mystery. “Just a few minutes.”
Deciding to head to his seat, from her at the back of the first row, he took out his guide and saw that he had been assigned a seat on the other end, slapped right in the middle of the 4th row. Setting his bag down and taking his seat, he rested his head on his arms and closed his eyes, to focus on the tenet around them while he did some light breathing exercises. Wondering what the first day will bring.
I will admit, that joke at the end about Kodai's reading habits came at the last possible second as I had no plans relating to it as my notes just said she was reading, but then I remembered Pervy Sage and I couldn't resist. Once more, there was more for this chapter, but there is a word limit for a reason as this chapter is slightly over it already. If you liked it, please leave a comment and follow, and enjoy your weekend.
