To Be a Hero, He Must First Be a Killer

Chapter 4: What Goes Around Comes Around (Episode 3 - Part 1)

Izuku was never claustrophobic, tight spaces have never made him uncomfortable, instead, it gave him a feeling of safety and security. This works out in his favour as every day for gym class he found himself changing in the small cramped stalls in the bathroom instead of the boys changing room. The bathroom was almost silent, as the only sound filling the room was the rustle of clothes as Izuku changed. Izuku, as he was every day, was the only one who changed in the bathroom. Due to Izuku's scars that scatter across his pale skin from his old school, he preferred not changing in front of his classmate, as he had a feeling that some may be more pushy for answers than others (and the last thing Izuku wanted was to talk about his old middle school days).

If Izuku was being honest, he did really hate changing in the bathroom and wished that he was instead changing in the boys' change room. But with that being said the change room for the boys (and girls he's sure), is unimpressive as it's more like a classroom without windows than an actual changing room. Even though Izuku has only been in it once, he remembers walking into it and seeing a small rectangular room with wooden walls, and a long wooden bench across the back wall. There was no bathroom, no shower, just a room that was titled "changing room". So, since the first day that he entered the changeroom, he has been using the cramped stalls of the bathroom to change.

Once Izuku had his gym uniform on, he exited the stall and headed out of the bathroom for his first day of gym with Mr. Karasuma. He could only hope that after the excitement of lunch that the rest of the day will be calm, Izuku doesn't know if he will be able to watch Koro-sensei almost killed again.

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Izuku stood frozen, eyes wide as he stared at where one of Koro-sensei's tentacles once were. Today seemed to be a day made up of hell, as it wasn't even 3 in the afternoon yet, and they have had the most successful day of assassination attempts than they have had all semester (and this one hasn't even reached its end yet).

The new student that came in late, close to the end of gym class, introduced himself as Karma Akabane . And in less than one minute of meeting the teacher, had already made more progress than most of the class combined. As he went for a handshake, he squeezed the tentacle that Koro-sensei extended; flating it right out of existence. In Koro-sensei's own shock and in (what Izuku would assume is self-preservation instincts) jumped back to get away from Karma. In what could be seen as comical and almost out of character, Koro-sensei seemed to slip a bit causing him to stumble back. Then a loud "bang" filled the courtyard as a gun was shot amongst the crowd of observing students. The bullet just barely grazed the head of Koro-sensei, and instead took out another one of his tentacles.

Izuku stood frozen. His breath was rigid, and his stomach felt as if it was twisting and turning. Sure he was the mastermind of an assassination attempt from earlier in the day, but something about this felt different.

Izuku turned his head, to look over at the person who made the shot and stood frozen in place as he saw who it was. Standing in the middle of the students with a gun in her hands was Masuka. She was standing proud with a smirk on her face. Her black hair waved behind her face gently from the slight wind that was out, and her purple eyes were gleaming as she stared forward. Izuku realized that this was the first time that he truly looked at her and analyzed her features.

Besides the first day, where they started together, Masuka was rarely ever-present, and barely participated in assassination attempts when she was here. Izuku couldn't help but stare at her, as she made her way to join Karma in the front of the class.

Izuku felt his stomach knot as he looked at the two students in the front of the class. The look in their eyes, and the way they held themselves; the smirks they held. Izuku had never truly felt blood lust before, and Izuku wasn't sure if this was quite it. But looking at these two in the front, Izuku understood that they are dangerous, and hoped that even though they are in the same class, that Izuku could keep his distance.