When the Stars Align

Chapter 3

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After a week had gone by since the mall trip, EraserHead had sat you down one day and told you that you were to attend an impromptu meeting that Principal Nezu was holding the next morning.

Really, you had no choice on the matter. Apart from the usual meeting discourse that would be focused upon, the main reason you were called to attend was because you would finally be introduced to the rest of the staff at U.A., barring Midnight and Present Mic. It was an induction of sorts, one that left you curious as to what the other Pros would be like at your soon to be announcement.

And, as it turned out, no, this meeting couldn't be any worse than it already was.

When you had arrived with EraserHead at the school grounds, holding your duffle that the Pro had asked that you bring, everything seemed alright to start. You were offered a small tour but dutifully declined, hoping to get to meet the rest of the staff and go. No, you weren't nervous, not by any means, but you decided that you would much rather go through with this interaction like one would when ripping off a bandaid: as fast as possible.

At least that was the idea.

You had been asked to remain outside by Principal Nezu, hoping to be able to settle the others down before wowing them with your presence or so he put it at the time. EraserHead had walked into the room before you, announcing his presence by giving reluctant 'Good mornings' to the group already waiting and settling into his own office chair, hot cup of black coffee in hand.

You listened in to Nezus light chatter, the miniature Hybrid stating some new regulations and safety precautions put into place for that school year. Nobody said anything, just a meager grunt of agreement or acknowledgement here and there, obviously still drowsy from the early hours of the day.

The early announcements had gone well- no arguments had broken out, everyone was in proper consensus with one another, and all the paperwork was sorted out. There was a smidge of tense atmosphere here and there whenever the Number One Hero was asked to input anything of interest into the conversation but, overall, the first portion of the meeting had been a success.

Then, you had been asked to walk in.

You wore the same clothes that you had on the day you met EraserHead: a skin tight black sleeveless turtleneck and tan baggy cargo pants, boots laced up to the nines and some fingerless black gloves. You held yourself up high just like you had always been told to do, walking to stand beside Principal Nezu and All Might himself, opting to stay quiet until you had been asked to speak.

No one said a word as you walked in, the air turning quiet and untouched as they all stared at your bold entry. While many didn't recognize you, for obvious reasons, you definitely recognized most of them. Although you'd never admit it out loud, being in the presence of many popular name-brand Heroes was a little jarring.

Finally, once you'd settled into your spot, Nezu broke the news to the rest of the staff. "Before we progress any further, I'd like you all to meet our newest campus addition: (Y/N) (L/N)."

The small meeting room turned inside out with those few words as your introduction.

EraserHead, Midnight, and Present Mic were the only ones who stayed quiet, aside from Nezu and All Might, while a majority of the staff seemingly went ballistic.

The quiet atmosphere was ultimately ruined, words of disapproval and disbelief being thrown about like projectiles in the air. Their words didn't sting, not by a long shot, but their attitudes reminded you of those in the Commission who found your presence blatantly distasteful for whatever reason. You weren't moved in the least, continuing to stand tall even with seemingly all of Hell breaking loose in the little room.