▍japan, ua high
𝐎 𝐒 𝐇 𝐔 𝐍
𝐢. 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 assigned to the new first year Hero Class A, was certainly an odd one. Not because of his long black hair, tired eyes, and weirdly well-maintained facial hair that also looked a mess. No, the teacher was an odd one because he decided to start the very first day of school, with a Quirk Assessment Exam. And to make things even more silly, if someone landed themselves in last place, they were being expelled. On the first day. He's such an odd one.
The teacher in question was Shouta Aizawa, mistrr or Sensei Aizawa for students, and Eraserhead to colleagues and those else who knew of him but not personally. It was he, who started the first day off scaring his students into thinking he would expel one of them, which he fully intended on doing, but didn't at the last moment. You were not worried, though, since you were in third place for the Exam. Izuku, however, was at last place.
Add information, you found out that you were an addition to the class despite your high ranking during the Entrance Exam. That was because you applied to several other schools and took your time deciding which one to go to. So, when you finally chose UA, very last minute, class schedules were already made. They only let you in the class because of your skills and potential, and Aizawa specifically requested you.
The man you remembered to be, was your older brother's mentor years ago. He helped your older brother, who was years ahead of his age group and already in college by age 14, train to be apart of the FBI task force that specializes in working with Pro Heroes. You saw him a lot when he agreed to train your brother, a favor for your mother, and he works with your brother now.
Aizawa had watched you carefully during the Entrance Exam, like he did evey other participant that exceeded his expectations. He noticed your combat skills, strategy, and raw stength. Despite it being very obvious you were inexperienced with your Quirk, your potential caught his attention. Perhaps it was the Patterson Gene, but you have undeniable talent.
During the Quirk Assessment test, your skill caught the interest of your entire class. One minute, before class started, you were quiet, and though you still are. The next minute, you were at the top of each test, even though that had nothing to do with your Quirk. One thing that couldn't go with out notice, was that you barely used your Quirk.
It was safe to say all of your classmates had their eyes on you. But there was one kid, a by specifically, who seemed to be taking the most interest in your skills. The youngest child of the number two hero, Endeavor. The boy, Shoto Todoroki, watched you carefully as you passed each test, only breaking a sweat because of the heat, not the work.
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