Deku Who? (EDITING)

Chapter 9

Izuku's POV

All eyes were on me. With a blank look on my face, I look down at my phone to see what class I was in.

Class 3-A

Before I could put my phone back in my pocket, the group chat goes off.

These idiots.

I began walking down the halls smiling down at my phone where Jonah and Jackie were arguing over who was the better twin.

I know they started this to get my mind off things, and it was most definitely working because this is the second most funniest shit I've seen since I've been here.

The first thing was seeing Katsuki fall on his ass.

I glance up and see Katsuki staring intently at me. I glare at him. It looks like he has his little group of friends.

One that looks like pikachu, one with red hair, one whose elbows look funky, a girl with earphones dangling from her ears, and a girl with pink hair.

They look like a fun group.

I walk pass them and saw the door that said 3-A on it. Before I opened it I hear a really irritating laugh.

Confused, I turn to see a boy with blonde hair pointing at me.

"Class 3-A?! You're the one who replaced the purple head guy?! What's your quirk huh?" He goes to touch me and I punch him in the face.

Who even is he?

I look at my hand in disgust before pulling out hand sanitizer and squirting some on my hands viscously rubbing them together.

Gasps are heard from across the halls and I look up to see everyone staring at me. I roll my eyes before turning around and opening the door to the classroom and walking in.

I sit down at the second desk next to the window and kicked my feet up. I only got 4 hours of sleep and I'm exhausted, might as well get some sleep now. I put my arm over my eyes and fell asleep.

"Hey! Hey new kid!"

I groggily open my eyes and look up to see a guy with blue hair and glasses making chopping movement with his hands at me.

What is that some kind of secret QR code or some shit?

"You cannot have your feet up and you cannot sleep at school. It's inappropriate." He said in a monotone voice.

I yawn and pull out my phone to see the group chat still going. I lift my phone up to take a picture and send it to them.

"Hey! Are you listening to me?!" He asked angrily. I sigh, slamming my phone on my desk turning to him.

"What's your name?" I asked politely, and he looked taken aback.

"T-tenya Iida." He stammered.

"Alright, Iida. May I politely ask you to shut the hell up and get out of my face." I ask sweetly, and everyone in the class stopped their conversation and looked at us. Iida gaped at me.

"Move, four eyes." Oh just my luck. He's in this class.

"Bakugo, I'd appreciate it if you'd use the words, "Excuse me" instead of-" He was interrupted when Katsuki made little explosions out of the palm of his hands. Iida gulped and pushed his glasses to the bridge of his nose.

"Alright, I'll be on my way." He said before scurrying off.

"It was nice meeting you Iida!" I exclaimed waving him off.