Ａｎｇｅｌ＇ｓ Ｖｏｉｃｅ || ＢＮＨＡ

III

(Is Thirteen non-binary or female? Truly a Schrödinger's hero)

𝕀 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤.

Aizawa walked into the classroom to see Iida scolding H again for the same thing she had done yesterday morning. When the white-haired girl noticed Aizawa, she pushed the desks back to their original position and sheathed her knife, though Iida kept yelling.

"Iida. Back to your seat."

"Once again, this is completely and absolutely disrespectful to not only your classmates and U.A. as a whole! I demand-"

"IIDA!" Aizawa's hair floated upwards as his eyes turned blood red.

The blue-haired boy finally turned around. "Yes, Mr. Aizawa!"

"You have no more control over your other classmates than they have over you. Return to your seat. Now. I don't want to see this tomorrow morning."

Iida seemed to want to argue further, but reluctantly gave in and sat back down in his seat, twitching angrily. Aizawa deactivated his quirk and walked to the podium as the rest of the class took their seats.

The day progressed into the afternoon classes. At 13:30, Hero Training began.

"For today's hero basic training, it'll be a class with three teachers: me, All Might, and one other person. "

Sero raised his hand. "Excuse me! What will we be doing?"

Aizawa pulled out a card with "RESCUE" written on it in English, for whatever reason. "Disasters, shipwrecks, everything in between. It's rescue training."

The class started talking excitedly amongst themselves, but Aizawa interrupted them. "Hey, I'm not done. You can decide whether or not to wear your costumes this time, as some costumes probably limit your abilities." He gestured to the panel of costumes before continuing. "The training will take place off-campus, so we're taking a bus."

"That's it. Start getting ready." Aizawa shared a momentary look with H before walking out of the classroom.

<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>

"[Quite the stunt she pulled back there.]"

"[Very risky, as well. Here I thought she wanted to keep it a secret.]"

"[Probably messing with them on purpose.]"

"[You really think she's like that?]"

"[Yeah. Probably because of Sixteen-Charlie and Seventeen-Juliet.]"

"[...you know what, I can see that.]"

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TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

"CLASS 1-A, GATHER AROUND! FORM A TWO-FILE LINE BASED ON YOUR STUDENT NUM- HEY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

H ignored the blue-haired boy and stepped into the bus. Tokoyami noticed that the bus's suspension compressed slightly when H entered it - not much, but enough to notice.

Iida made to follow the white-haired girl, but Aizawa put a hand on his shoulder, stopping him. "You're not in charge of the class. Just get on."

Iida was already fuming when he got on the bus, but the fact that it wasn't the kind of bus he'd expected was the final nail in the coffin, and he was unresponsive for the entirety of the ride.