MHA: The Next Generation-Book 1

Chapter 2

‘Class 1-A...Class 1-A...where is it?’

Chiko, Kaza, Homura, Fuji, and Hiroto all scoured the halls looking for Class 1-A, their homeroom. They’d all just gotten their schedules, thankfully finding them to be in the same homeroom.

“Jeez, this school is huge!” Kaza exclaimed, running a hand through her hair.

“No kidding...how did our parents even find their class?” Hiroto sighed.

They kept walking, scouting for the door. They were just about to head back and ask somebody for help when they heard someone call out to them.

“Heeeeey! You five! You guys in Class 1-A?”

They turned around and saw two girls standing a little ways away. One had long golden blonde hair and the other had long, slick black hair. The blonde had triangle-shaped glasses, and the ravenette looked like she didn’t get a full night’s sleep. Chiko nodded.

“Y-yeah, we’re in Class 1-A, but we can’t find it.”

“Rad! Look, Chuya, we found some friends!”

Chuya eyed them, raising an eyebrow. She turned to the blonde.

“I don’t know, Kaida. You know I don’t like new people all that much.”

Kaida pulled her friend into a headlock, ruffling her hair affectionately.

“And yet you’re friends with me!”

Chuya rolled her eyes and pried herself from Kaida’s grasp. She went back to inspecting Chiko and his friends. After a moment of uncomfortable silence, she sighed.

“Fine, we can give them a chance.” She turned around and motioned for them to follow. Kaida gave them a big smile behind Chuya’s back.

“You’ll like her, I promise!” She whispered as they caught up with her.

In no time at all, they were standing in front of the Class 1-A door. Chiko’s heart pounded again. What kind of people awaited him behind this door?

“We’re here.” Said Chuya. She pushed the door open and led them inside.

Chiko marveled at all the students. He saw someone with six arms like earlier, someone with red and white wings, the girl with purple-and-green balls on her head, and others.

Kaza and Homura quickly took a seat, Kaza sitting near the person with six arms. Fuji and Hiroto sat next to each other, near the front, and Fuji happened to be seated next to a girl with teal and white hair in a low braid. Chuya and Kaida sat in the middle of the classroom, leaving Chiko to pick a seat. He scanned the room, stopping when he spotted the silvery-blue hair from earlier.

Takara sat near the corner, her head down and hood up, writing on her left arm. There was a spot next to her, so Chiko made his move to sit before anybody else could.
He swiftly walked over, gently setting his bag down next to his chair. Takara flinched, head shooting up in surprise. She visibly relaxed a little upon realizing it was only Chiko.

“Hi, Shigaraki.”

“...H-hi...Midoriya…”

Chiko frowned a little. Takara put her head back down and continued drawing on her arm in blue ink. The ink was somewhat of a silvery-blue like her hair, and it sparkled in the light. She took care not to let her arm touch the desk, keeping rested in her lap.
The door suddenly swung open, and their teacher walked in.

She was somewhat short, with long teal hair in low pigtails. She wore a pink camo suit, had a pink visor over her eyes, and two swords strapped to her back.
She reached the desk, turned to the class, and smiled.