Izuku Yagi and his twin sister, Izumi, have always loved heroes, especially All Might. Life was great for the two: Toshinori and Inko Yagi love both of their children, Katsuki Bakugou is their best friend, and they are very well liked in school. Lif...
I jumped out of bed, still drowsy from sleep, and got into a fighting stance.
"Who's there?!"
"YOU'LL BE LATE IF YOU DON'T GET READY IN 5 MINUTES!!!!" Mr. Aizawa yelled from the other side of the door. I stood by my bed for a few seconds, processing what he just said. My eyes widened.
"I'M GOING TO BE LATE ON MY FIRST DAY!!!!"
I ran all over my room, multitasking. Brushing my teeth and getting out my uniform. Washing my face and brushing my hair, at least trying to. Putting on my uniform and packing my backpack. I put on deodorant, grabbed my backpack, and-
BANG!!
I ran right into my door. I groaned, holding my nose, opened the door, and ran towards the living room. The pain had passed when I got there to see that Mr. Aizawa was eating breakfast. What surprised me was that there was another plate.
"Is there someone coming here?" I asked, walking towards the door.
"I'm disappointed that you didn't look at the time," Mr. Aizawa mumbled after taking a bite out of his pancake. I stared at him in confusion before taking out my phone and looking at the time. My eyes widened.
"I STILL HAVE AN HOUR BEFORE I NEED TO LEAVE!!!!" I screamed in horror. I glared at Mr. Aizawa, his signature grin on his face.
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"It was a rational deception so you wouldn't sleep in!!" he told me, still grinning. I groaned.
"You just did that so you could see my reaction!!" I accused, pointing at him angrily. Mr. Aizawa shrugged and went back to eating.
"Your breakfast is getting cold," he muttered. I sighed, set my backpack by my shoes, and sat beside Mr. Aizawa.
"Thanks for the food!!"
I started eating in peace before I suddenly felt a shiver go down my spine.
"Which class do you teach again...?"
At UA
I sat in my seat, writing in my notebook about how to improve my gauntlets.
"Firstly I need to make them a light material so my arms won't tire too easily but also heavy enough to do some damage. They also need to be strong enough to not break after fighting strong opponents or just too much use. Maybe some type of fabricated metal or something along those lines. Oh! They need to amplify my punches, the main reason for these gauntlets being created and maybe-"
"Excuse me?" someone said quietly, tapping my shoulder. My eyes widened and I grabbed their hand.
"Huh?"
I stood up and slammed whoever this was over my shoulder onto the tile floor, causing the person to let out a grunt of pain. I looked down to see the blue-haired boy that interrupted Present Mic's explanation of the practical exam. I quickly let go with wide eyes.
