𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖆 𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖙//mha fanfiction// mha x reader

The class rep

Next day// at UA//

YOUR P.O.V

Right when about to corner to U.A.'s gates, I noticed a huge crowd of reporters and cameramen surrounding the entrance.

I instantly backed away not being able to imagine going through them without being squished, they all pursued in rotting the place basically.

Ruckus, yelling and just pure aggravation could be heard from where I was, since the entrance was open I was able to let myself in.

Because of that, I casually walked inside the gates but was stopped at the very last second.

"EXCUSE ME MISS! ARE YOU A STUDENT IN U.A. HIGH WHERE ALL MIGHT IS BELIEVED TO ALSO WORK HERE?!" "HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT ALL MIGHT BEING A TEACHER HERE IN THIS SCHOOL?!" "CAN WE TALK TO ALL MIGHT?!"

Microphones and cameras were all up in my face they acted as if I didn't have a personal space. I tried pushing passed them, but it was no use. In fact it only made the situation worse.

In a matter of seconds, explosives were heard from inside the entrance. The pushing and shoving all came to an end when realising what they were about to deal with.

"OI! PISS OFF WON'T YA?!"

Bakugou finally came to the rescue as his Quirk was in view, scaring them off. Everyone had now kept themselves in a good distance away from when his explosives then stopped.

"STOP GETTING ON MY NERVES AND BUZZ OFF!" he roared and grabbed my wrist.

Ducking my head to protect my face from being hit by the reporter's equipment, Bakugou drew me inside.I sighed in relief, at long last was I away from those freaks.

"Thanks.." I timidly hugged myself and directed the gesture to Bakugou.

"Tch!" he spun round and strolled of in an angry manner.

Time skip//at class//

The beginning of your day had been absolute chaos, everything from early morning training to getting swarmed and cornered by the press... and now this.

Aizawa took the opportunity to start the lesson "Good work on yesterday's combat training." Uncle Aizawa said. "I saw the video and results. Bakugou, you're talented so don't act like a kid."

I expected the blonde to go off on the teacher, but he didn't. He seemed off ever since Midoriya beat him in the training, zoning out and not acting so violent. I didn't know if I liked this version of him better or not.

"Got it..." He grumbled.

"And Midoriya. You settled it by breaking your arm again, huh? You keep saying you can't help it because you can't control your quirk. I don't like saying the same thing over and over. As long as you fix the control issue, there's a lot you'll be able to do. Feel a sense of urgency, Midoriya."

"Right!" he replied.

"Let's get down to business.. Our first task will decide your future.."

The whole room went silent as you all stair at your home room traxher expectingly.

"You have to pick a class representative" he announces.

"THATS SO NORMAL!" Everyone cheers.

Next thing you know, all the of the students rampaged on who the class representative should be. Despite that, I didn't mind who our class representative was going to be. As long as they show responsibility and dedication, I didn't care.

As long as it wasn't me, of course.

"SILENCE EVERYONE PLEASE!" Iida commanded "THE CLASS REPRESENTATIVES DUTY IS TO LEAD OTHERS! IT'S NOT SOMETHING JUST ANYONE CAN DO. YOU MUST FIRST HAVE THE TRUST OF EVERY STUDENT IN THE CLASSROOM! THEREFORE THE MOST LOGICAL WAY TO FILL THIS POSITION IS DEMOCRATICALLY WE WILL HOLD AN ELECTION TO CHOOSE OUR LEADER"