BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
You woke up to your blaring alarm.
Sighing, you reached over and turned it off.
5:30 AM. The optimal time to get up for school.
UA was the best hero school in Japan, and you had been lucky enough to get recommended. You had gotten recommended into your old hero school too.
You got quickly dressed in the uniform UA had sent you. It actually wasn't too bad looking.
You grabbed your bag and started the short walk to the school.
Time skip sponsored by Aoyama's ego
You stood in front of the massive door that opened up to class 1-A.
"Wow. That door is huge." You said to yourself.
"Yeah, yeah we know. Now get out of the way extra."
You turned to see a tall, muscular boy with shocking crimson eyes, and spiky ash-blond hair.
"Oh. Sorry."
The boy rolled his eyes. "You're still in my way. We're both gonna be late to class if you don't hurry."
Now it was your turn to roll your eyes. Who did this guy think he was? Nevertheless, you stepped to the side so the boy could walk inside the classroom.
You walked in behind him, and all eyes turned to you.
You glanced at the front of the classroom and froze.
You just made eye contact with Eraserhead. Your favorite hero from America.
You smiled and waved awkwardly, but he just stood there, blankly staring at you.
"Who is that vision of loveliness?" A nasally voice asked from the back of the classroom.
You turned to see a short boy with purple balls on his head. You just rolled your eyes for the second time today.
Eraserhead cleared his throat. The once talkative classroom quieted down instantly.
"Class, this is Y/n L/n. She just moved here from America. Why don't you go sit in the middle next to Ashido and Jirou. One of you wave, so she knows where to go."
A pretty girl with dark hair and what looked to be flesh-colored earrings waved with a smile.
You smiled back and walked over to the desk. Once you sat down, the girl leaned over to you.
"Hey. I'm Jirou. L/n, right?"
"That's me. You can call me Y/n if you want though."
"Alright. Nice to meet you."
You smiled. "Likewise."
Now the other girl, Ashido, leaned over. She was pink all over except for her eyes. What should be the whites, was pitch black.
"Hi! I'm Mina Ashido! You're Y/n, right? Are you free this Saturday? I'm having a party. Well, Momo is having a party..." she trailed off, lost in her thoughts.
Aizawa cleared his throat. "Miss L/n, Miss Ashido, please stop talking during my class."
The blond boy from outside the classroom laughed. "Full offense, but, what class? You never teach us anything."
Aizawa glared at the boy. "Bakugo, I will not tolerate this nonsense in my classroom."
This time a spiky-haired redhead laughed. "Mr. Aizawa, half the nonsense in here is because you don't teach."
A blue-haired boy with glasses stood up. Moving his arms in a chopping motion, he spoke in a no-nonsense voice, "THIS IS A WELL RESPECTED SCHOOL. YOU SHOULD NOT BE DISRESPECTING YOUR TEACHERS LIKE THIS."
"Sit down Iida," Bakugo growled.
"YAY whatever you were learning about before I came in here!" You cheered.
Iida turned to you and began chopping again. "I CAN TELL YOU ARE NOT EXCITED TO LEARN."
Eye roll count three. "Wow. What are you, a genius?"
A green-haired boy from the back of the classroom spoke up. "He's actually the class rep."
"shUT UP DEKU!"
You smiled and shifted in your seat. This was going to be a fun school year.
