To start off, I want to say thanks to @Argentum71, who's helped a fuckton with coming up with quirk ideas. Much love my g.
As much as it was a bummer, Ikari finding that he couldn't seem focus on the conversation with his friends due to the new female presence in the room, who'd found herself a place of moderate solitude, sitting down against the wall across from the door, it became an unfortunate fact of life. As his internal monologue had sufficiently described her, her beauty was legitimately obnoxious. Nobody had the right to captivate his eyes like that.
The worst part? She wasn't even trying.
There was no evidence of any make-up being used, and even her hair looked perfectly natural, with no iron, or any substance looking to have been put to use.
It was also clear that she wasn't stuck up about her looks at all. It was literally as if she happened to have been born with the definition of perfect features, and couldn't care less. In fact, that was most likely the case.
Just so he wouldn't be caught staring at her like a creep, he looked around at the other students a bit closer. There definitely some other beautiful girls present, no question. There were multiple who had both, while not as easy to pick out due to the school uniforms, fantastic hourglass figures, and quite beautiful faces.
The difference was that they lacked any sort of familiarity with him. With just the few seconds of looking into the new girl's eyes when they crossed each other's paths, he could tell that she held something dark inside of her, that she wanted to keep hidden. That's not to say he desired that information, but simply that he felt kinship with that part of her.
He was going to continue pondering her existence, as well as his own happenstance to find himself at the school, same as her, in the same room, but was interrupted. A loud feminine shriek shot through the ears of the students in 1-A. Every student went silent, and their eyes all moved towards the source, which was a girl with brown hair, in a bob-cut style, who was standing at the front of the room. Following her gaze, they all saw what had scared her, which was what appeared to be a large, yellow caterpillar, with a human face.
In reality, it was just a man in a sleeping bag.
The silence, and absolute lack of movement from the students gave the man inside of the bag ample time to unzip it, climb out, and trudge to the pedestal at the front of the room. He was a man of moderate height, with long, wavy black hair, and light stubble around his face. Looking closer at his face, massive bags could be seen under his eyes, making it obvious how fatigued he truly was.
(Not me also describing my own appearance XD)
Ikari, being the avid researcher he was, recognized him as the hero Eraserhead, who, in his opinion, may have been the most severely underrated hero in history, in terms of combat prowess and effectiveness.
"Your silence is appreciated, although I'd prefer a bit less screaming," He began, causing the three boys in the back to snicker, noting the dull and hilarious honesty being exerted, "Now, I want every student to move to somewhere along the perimeter of the room,"
After all of the kids who had been loudly socializing beforehand had moved to the teacher's desired spot, he spoke once more, "I am your new teacher, Shouta Aizawa. As I'm sure you've noticed by now, there aren't any desks inside of this room. Many of you may be wondering why,"
Around the room, almost all of the kids nodded, confirming Aizawa's statement.
"In a U.A. hero course class, there is a maximum capacity of 20 students per room. Due to the abnormally high combat level of the students in the entrance exam this year, Principal Nezu thought it would be a good idea to accept two more than the capacity, and shave off students on the first day. So, as long as you have backup schools to attend to in case you are one of the unlucky few, getting cut from the course shouldn't be a long term issue," His stern voice sent chills down the spine of most of the students. Ikari, as well as his brother, was used to speaking to his father, so he could handle such an atmosphere.
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Single Slice (Villain Deku/Traitor AU)
Hayran Kurgu(Slow updates) In a broken society, the damned are not pitied, but looked down upon. They would fall victim to the twisted imagination of possibilities that the beloved members of that society deemed fit. It became so that the definition and the l...
