Quirkless Vigilante 《°°♤dadzawa♤°°》

Chapter 11 (old)

"So then everyone started getting really loud and being really mean and then they insulted my parents!" Izuku stated his anger flaring up but it was not the burning rage he had previously felt and while he was ranting. He hadn't realized that the principal was currently focused on something other than his very detailed plan for revenge.

"Izuku." Nezu suddenly interrupted the ranting teen. " Your eyes. The colour... It just changed." The chimaera said in a shocked voice still frozen trying to figure out what on earth had happened.

"Oh... Ok." The greenette said in a nonchalant voice spooking the certified genius.

" Uhm... but... you know what? We'll discuss this later... You should head back to class right now, your class will be having a little surprise today!" The quirked animal said in an excited tone rushing the teen out the room.

" Ok! I'll be back after school Nedzy! Byeeeee" The boy shouted whilst running out of the giant office.

Time skip to when he arrived brought to you by @alexthestupidweeb calling me author- san!ᕦ(✧ᴥ✧)ᕥ

Izuku knocked on the large wooden door of the infamous class 1-A making the rowdy students inside the room aware of his presence.

He slammed the door open after hearing a quiet 'come in' from his emo, boomer dad. " Всем привет! (Hello Everyone!)" The midget greeted cheerfully as he entered the room.

" Привет коротышка. (Hello shorty.)" Jirou replied, surprising everyone in the classroom.

" YOU GUYS KNOW RUSSIAN!" Most of the girls yelled out still in shock. The two emos nodded their heads and continued to conversate in Russian before the teacher called for their attention.

" OI SHUT THE..." He looks at his innocent son, " BE QUIET AND LISTEN! Today we will be meeting up with Class 3-E." He said before sighing.

The boys of the class went silent at that, thinking of plans to keep their new found cinnamon roll safe.

" And you will be assigned groups." the teacher added.

Now this is when the idiotic boys of Class 1-A started to freak out, in their minds of course.

" WAIT! Since when has there been a class 3-E?" Iida questioned thinking he knew of every course in the school.

" Iida-kun! Did you not know of them? They are the underground course! The class specializes in underground heroics!" Izuku exclaimed jumping childishly around the classroom earning a few coos from his classmates watching him with admiration.

" Stop jumping around, cub, you're giving me a migraine..." The tired father sighed out earning a squeak and apology from the small teen. " It's fine... let's just start heading to their class..." with that said the class followed their teacher towards a large elevator that brought them down to a secret floor located underneath the school. They walked along the hallway observing all the rooms and signs they passed until they reached a traditional Japanese door with a sign saying '3-E' on it. " We're here..." the raven haired teacher announced to his class before knocking on the door waiting to be let in.

" Come in!" An unknown cheery voice called out, inviting the guests in.

" KAWAII!" Is exactly what Izuku said as soon as he saw a yellow, alien-octopus looking person on the other side of the door. He ran towards the man, dawning an adorable face of admiration, making his class coo at him but also get jealous at the amount of attention the boy was giving the alien.

" Well hello! And who might you be young man?" the creature asked as he squatted down to the star-struck boys height, cooing at his baby face.

" I'm Izuku Aizawa, but you can call me Izu!" The boy said with pride sticking out his hand for a handshake.