Title Relating to Chapter, Go! (Teaser)

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((Very skippable authors notes-
I'm making this as a continuation of a very good book by ReadNonsense who did state that if there was a continuation, they didn't need to be credited, but they so deserve it. Be sure to check out their book before reading this one, and on with the shitty remake! If this gets at least a few votes, I'll continue it-))

Izuku groaned as he was woken up by his obnoxiously loud alarm clock. The alarm clock poked him and opened the blinds to the room, forcing light into the pathetically plain room.

"Izuku, you cannot sleep in! Especially on the day of the sports festival when you are supposed to be commentating and judging with Midnight!" The alarm clock, or as it was better known by the class, Iida, loudly said.

"Fiiinneee.." Izuku mumbled, rolling out of bed and straight onto the floor with the attitude of someone who had absolutely nothing to loose, and certainly acted like it. "Do you think I can electrocute myself before breakfast? Or maybe shut the window on my head and try decapitation.." The teen muttered his plans to the already horrified Iida, whom he doubted would actually take measures to stop him. "Or maybe I can see if someone left a gun on campus! Oh I miss my sweet gun-" He sighed fondly.

"That is no way to be thinking, Izuku!" Iida finally interjected, much to the greenettes disappointment. "Go get ready, with no suicide attempts!" He practically ordered before he left the room, though it wasn't like our favorite broccoli boi would take him seriously. Nonetheless, Izuku got up and went to take a shower and start this godawful day. Of course, every day he woke up and found out he didn't get to die peacefully in his sleep was a disappointment, but today in particular wouldn't be all that great. He guessed though, that it would at least be okay if he got to mess around in front of all of Japan.

And with that thought in mind as he got ready for the day, Izuku got through his shower and getting dressed without attempting death. Such a disappointment, for him at least. And that's where the day truly begins for us.

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312 words, not including the long ass A.N.

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