On Monday Izuku was already in the classroom with Hitoshi and Tenya when Kirishima walked in, rotating and stretching his arm. There was still a bruise on his cheek from the weekend.
"Hey Kirishima," Kaminari said, "what happened to you? I didn't think you could bruise."
"You mean this?" Kirishima asked, smiling and poking his cheek, flinching as he did so. "Had some quirkless spars with Midoriya over the weekend. He's hardcore when it comes to training."
"Oh right, you mentioned planning to do that. I couldn't even think about training over the weekend after what happened."
"At least you still have your quirk... right?" Ojiro interrupted.
"Wha-?" Kirishima got caught off-guard, confused. Hitoshi tilted his head to stare at Ojiro.
"Do you have a problem with Izuku or are you just trying to be annoying for no reason?"
"Of cour-" Ojiro started saying, turning around to face him. In an instant he froze still and fell silent.
"Toshi?" Izuku asked.
"I didn't do anything. He's just too afraid to talk."
"It would be too much to ask to have a whole class of decent people," Izuku said. "At least so far there have been more than I expected."
Ojiro frowned. "At least I don't depend on stealing from others."
"Depend?" Hitoshi responded before Izuku could say something rude. "I think Kirishima's bruise might disagree."
"Yeah, he whooped my ass without quirks."
Ojiro stared at them for a moment, huffed and turned to face forward.
"What a great way to start a week after almost dying," Jiro, a dark-haired girl said while playing with one of the headphone jacks hanging from her ears. "Anyone got anything else to say?"
"Well," a voice came from seemingly an empty flying set of clothes that was their invisible classmate Hagakure, "did you watch the news last night? Did you see how everyone in class was on-screen for a second? Though I bet no one noticed me hanging in the background."
Of course she was interested in getting attention from the media. Then again, being invisible had to have some effect on that desire, and she was trying to cheer everyone up so Izuku wasn't ready to condemn her for that yet.
Unfortunately, discussion after that moved to people gawking at All Might's strength. It was bad enough as things where, but now Izuku would actually have to talk with the man. Trying to distract himself from the others' discussion, Izuku happened to meet the gaze of Shoto Todoroki, the son of the number two hero. He looked away as soon as Izuku noticed him staring. Todoroki had been even more unsocial than himself and it was difficult to know what he might have been thinking.
Todoroki's quirk was interesting, but that was just another example of what he had been handed to in this world that worshipped people just like him. After witnessing his fight against Hitoshi and Ojiro the one thing Izuku was sure of was that he should keep his guard up around the strangely two-faced classmate. At least Todoroki wasn't loudly declaring his presumed superiority like Bakugo.
Also, how had his eye survived unharmed with such a wide burn and permanent damage all around it?
The large clock on the classroom wall clicked forward to the next minute and something poked Izuku's shoulder.
"Izuku," Tenya whispered. "It is time for the class to begin. You should make sure that..."
"Everyone is already in their seats," Izuku said, "and the teacher isn't even here yet."
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All For Some
FanfictionThe superhuman society is great for some with popular quirks but not for quirkless let alone people whose quirks are seen as villainous, and that is how villains are created. (Villain Izuku, Izuku Shigaraki Dad All For One)