Aizawa: I trust you two won't be late again. Correct?
Ty and Mix we're currently bound in their teachers Binding Cloth. Oh and hanging up Sid own from the ceiling.
Mix: Yes! Point taken!
Mix could've easily just teleported to the ground if Mr. Aizawa hadn't been erasing his ability right now..
Ty: Can we come down now!?
Aizawa: Sure.
He suddenly released them, dropping them to the floor on their heads.
Both: OW!
They both stood up slowly, dizzy and heads spinning.
Aizawa: Take your seats. And don't be late again.
Both: Y-Yes sir..
The two of them then stumbled their way to their seats. Tyler's being near the middle of the room, next to his girlfriend Mina, and Mix being in the back.
The lecture of the day soon began, and everyone began taking noted. Except for a few, obviously. Not everyone is a great student like Deku.
Denki: psss! Hey, Mix!
Denki whispered next to Mix to get his attention. He turned towards the electric user.
Denki: Did you hear the rumors?
Mix: Rumors? What rumors?
Denki: That our class is getting a transfer student from another school next week.
Mix: Really? How'd a rumor like that start..?
Denki: I dunno. I was told about it this morning. Anyway, the rumor is that said student is none other than Railgun.
Mix: Railgun?!
He said that a little too loud, as Aizawa glared at Mix, sending chills down his spine.
Mix, quieter this time: Railgun?! Seriously??
Railgun was a girl with the ability "electromaster". She's one of only seven level fives in the whole world. And she's ranked third among those seven..
Mix: Someone that powerful? Joining our class? It's gotta be a joke.
Denki: It's possible man, but if it isn't, I've got a feeling I'm gonna get shown up pretty fast next week.
Mix: hehe.. yeah. Good luck if that happens, Denki.
Denki: Thanks. Oh, also, they say she's coming wi- ummm...
Mix: Hm? What is it?
Aizawa: Mix.
Aizawa was behind Mix, who almost jumped out of their skin upon hearing their name. He turned around very slowly to face the teacher.
Mix: U-Ummmmm...
Aizawa: Something important to talk about, Mix?
Mix: N-No sir.., I um... uh...
Aizawa: Detention. After class.
Mix thinking: DAMN IIIIIIIIIT!!!
