-[Class 1-A]-

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New chapter! Continuing from [U.A. Academy] Apologies it took so long! Little warning, this one will be a little slow in the latter half. Sorry in advance!

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[Sign Language]
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You silently followed the trio of teachers down the hallway, then into the elevator, taking it the floor below before continuing down the steps. While you descended, Amane pulled you back, whispering to you as you walked.

Amane: Hey, L/n. What do you think we're doing?

Y/n: How should I know? Seishin, can you read Mr. Ryomei's mind again?

She nodded at the request, but her blank expression showed a slight tinge of confusion, tipping you off to the fact she learned nothing.

Amane: Well, what's he thinking about?

Reina: Chrysanthemums...

Amane: Chrysa-what-mums?

Y/n: It's a flower. I guess he figured Seishin would try something like this after the last two times.

Amane: Drat!

Finally, your group arrived outside, continuing to follow the teachers until you saw another class in the distance. The assumed teacher appeared gloomy and unkempt. He had long black hair and wore loose bandages around his neck like a scarf. His class seemed to be preoccupied with some sort of event as they all wore gym uniforms and watched as a certain blonde boy stood in the center of a shot put ring.

As you got closer, Ryomei's personality completely shifted now becoming incredibly cheerful with him running toward the teacher, waving like a child seeing reuniting with their best friend.

Ryomei: Shoootaaa!

The teacher was clearly unnerved by Ryomei's call, tensing up as he heard his voice. His body became rigid, turning like a rusted robot and looking to the approaching teacher.

Naoko: He always does this...

Ketō: It's fun to see Eraser like that.

Finally, the two classes met face to face. There was obvious confusion, but, you noticed some familiar faces in the crowd.

Setsuga: Eiji!

Eijiro: S-Setsuga?!

The two redheads ecstatically greeted one another. Though, this greeting quickly turned physical as Setsuga punched Eijiro's gut. Naturally, he reeled back from the impact while Setsuga flashed a cheery grin.

Setsuga; Still slow to your hardening, huh.

Eijiro: That...wasn't fair...

Satoshi: Mr. Teitai, might I inquire as to what we're doing out here?

Ryomei: You may.

Satoshi: Wh-

Ryo: What're we doing out here?

Ryomei: So glad you asked! Shota, you're doing your famous apprehension test, right?

Aizawa: I am...

Ryomei: Great! Who here has done the ball throw?

Multiple people from the class raised their hands with some looking around while the others were still confused as to who you guys even were.

Ryomei: Now who had the highest score?

This time, the round-faced girl you knew as Ochako raised her hand while shyly rubbing the back of her head.

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