Killing Butterflies (Being Rewritten)

Chapter 3: The Letter From UA

(rewritten)

Izuku sat in his room, writing down new song lyrics, but as he got frustrated at the lack of rhythm, Izuku crumbled the paper and threw it in the trash, he then huffed in anger before opening his phone, there wasn't much on his phone, only a few sexting messages from his boss and other hosts

Before Izuku could open the messages, Hisashi came in, holding an envelope, "the results for the entrance exams came in, if I find you didn't get then you're dead" Hisashi then left the room and began walking down the stairs with Izuku in tow

Izu: I'm already dead old man

Hisashi: I HEARD THAT!!!

Izu:fuck

As Izuku got to the living room, Hisashi handed him the envelope, looking the teen dead in the eyes as he did so, which Izuku rolled his eyes at, he then opened the envelope, making a small projection of the number 1 pro hero, all might, appear

"Young Midoriya! You've been accepted into UA's top class for heroes, 1-A! You'll start at xx/xx/xxxx and your uniform will be at your house tomorrow! I look forward to seeing you!"

Izuku groaned at the pro hero's optimism, his father did the same thing as he chugged his last can of beer, "luckily little shit, go get me more beer, and whatever the fuck you want since you actually got in" rolling his eyes, Izuku used his quirk to move most of the empty beer cans to the trash

"I'm tossing the trash in the store's dumpster while I'm there" Izuku said, grabbing the trash bag and tying it close, "hah! and here I thought you weren't really my kid" Hisashi joked, "one can only dream" Izuku joked back, leaving the house chuckling to himself as Hisashi threw another beer can at the snarky teen

. . .

Izuku looked at the sign above the class he stood in front of, trying his best to ignore his classmates' loud chatter as he thought to himself, 'there is no way these idiots are from class 1-A. . .' yet the sign clearly read 1-A

Sighing, Izuku plugged in his earbuds and started playing his music as he walked into the class, he then sat in the very back, wanting to avoid the other annoying teens, unfortunately, a taller muscular teen with blue hair and glasses, walked up to izuku

"FELLOW CLASSMATE! ARE YOU AWARE YOU'RE WEARING THE MEN'S UNIFORM!?" the teen yelled/asked, waving his hands close to Izuku, "fellow classmate, are you aware that I am a man and even if I weren't, that statement of yours would be sexist?" Izuku retorted, not looking up from his phone

The teen turned red as he walked away to bother the other students, Izuku looked around and saw a group of students looking over at him while snickering to themselves, Izuku just rolled his eyes at them, and pretended not to notice them

Soon, an older man with shaggy black hair and black eyes, walked in, the man looked over the students, nodding as he realized only Izuku seemed to notice him, he then slammed down a large textbook in order to get the class's attention, making the students jump in surprise

"Alright you little shits, so far only one of you noticed me immediately, I have every right to expel all of you except him, but Principal Nezu wants me to at least spend a day with you shits before expelling any of you"

Izuku laughed to himself at the presumed teacher's words, but he quickly became quiet again as the teacher cleared his throat to introduce himself, "I'm Shota Aizawa, you will call me Aizawa-sensei, now put these on and meet me in the field, be late, be expelled"

As Aizawa pulled out two bundles of gym clothes, a girl with short brown hair and brown eyes raised her hand and said in a whiney voice, "but we'll miss orientation!"

"Whine again and I'll expel you now, I don't care what Nezu says"

The girl then slowly put her hand down and stayed quiet as she waited to get her gym clothes

"that's what I thought, ya little shit"