"Anthology-Kun."

2 - the meeting

Underground Pro-Hero Anthology was surprisingly easy to find throughout the rise of early campers, Mirio Togata thought. It was nearing 8 am to the dot and the blond couldn't help but want to be on time to collect the Pro-Hero that was so underground more people had heard of Eraserhead than Anthology.

A weird choice of a hero name, in Mirio's opinion, but whatever floats your boat, right?

So much so, that even the few underground hero fans scattered around on the UA campus had never heard of a pro-hero called Anthology. But principal Nezu requested he find the pro-hero after giving him a vague description since the faculty was in a meeting or preparing the stadium.

The man had very dark forest green hair, for a moment Mirio thought it was black and was suddenly reminded of Aizawa-Sensei. It didn't help the image of Aizawa-Sensei having a son when he turned around to face him when he saw he had mild eye bags. He says mild but that's merely comparing them to the 1A homeroom teachers.

Class 1A would have a riot if they saw Aizawa, this guy, and the kid from general studies together. Actually, they'd probably have a riot either way when they see Anthology and start to wonder how strong Aizawa's genetics are.

Snapping out of his thoughts when he saw they were headed for something that Mirio would rather avoid, he finally opened his mouth after staring. "Hi there! Principal Nezu sent me to come get you because the rest of the faculty are busy setting up the stadium. I'm Mirio Togata, by the way, a third year student in UA's hero course! You're pro-hero Anthology, right? Is your quirk related to words or sentences? Anyway, follow me Anthology-kun!"

The pro-hero could only blink in surprise at the third year student before catching up to him. The blond looked up at him, waiting for an answer as they walked.

"Not exactly, Togata-kun."

"Call me Mirio! Everyone does."

"-Mirio-kun. So, how's UA?"

"It's great! Although the USJ attack wasn't. I'm just glad All Might was there in time to save the first years."

Mirio glanced at the man who looked around as they made their way to the stadium. "I heard class A lost a student."

"Oh, yeah. His name was Mineta I think, apparently he was supposed to be expelled because he was harassing the girls. I don't think many of us will miss him."

The rest of the five minute walk was left in silence, other than the occasional questions that Mirio couldn't help but ask. Neijre was rubbing off on him, that's for sure.

When they parted their ways, leaving the pro-hero to show his ID and a golden key he was tempted to ask about, he waved goodbye to which he received a nod in reply.

Anthology sighed, placing his hands into his pockets as he walked through the hallways of the stadium. Nothing had changed since he left, save from the newly painted walls.

Finding his way to Nezu-san's own office in the stadium, he knocked on the door. Reaching for the door handle, he was immediately told to come in. As he stepped foot into the room, all eyes were on him. Members of faculty and pro-heroes who were here for security.

His own bright green eyes met Nezu-san's beady black ones.

"I see you've grown!" The principal clapped his paws together in excitement.

"I see you're still alive."

"You of all people should know that my age is undetermined, Anthology-kun."

"I also know that you are well over 50, considering how long it's been since UA opened, Nezu-san."

Nezu grinned wider. "Now everyone, if you are not a member of UA's faculty, leave."