chapter 1

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Hello from the other side.
Hope you enjoy this wattpad!
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Sorry if I dont make sense sometimes but there will be some 18+ parts so sorry
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*...* actions
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•...•  me butting in randomly
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<////> blushing hard
^...^ call
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~...~ narrator/time caps

Info
Ships: kirikami, todomomo, bakudeku, serotodo

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Let's just get in because I'm to type dots

Third POV
It was a normal day at UA academy until Class 1-A had shocking news that a new support course student would be their personal assistant and provider for the rest of the school year they would be in. Of course they were shocked by the news their teacher, Aizawa, has given them. Apparently every top hero course class was given an assistant, and 1-A was on of the top classes so they were granted one. Every student in 1-A was drying on their gender and what their personality was going to be like, of course most of the students wanted a girl for obvious reasons being there was hardly any girl in 1-A and the girls needed someone to help them with their hero costumes and outfits because sometimes they weren't sure about which accessories should go with which. Boys were picked which not a lot wanted but it was still voted for, non binaries even gotten picked for it since they could easily help with all genders in class •since we all know non binaries have the best taste in everything•. Class 1-A starts prepping the dormitories and the class for the new assistant who is staying with them for the rest of their UA experience.
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Today is the day the new student aka the new assistant joins the class 1-A.  Everyone in the class was excited but the assistant was terrified to go into the class.

Kaminari POV:

I'm looking down to the ground and back up to the tall door that's pulling me into into its aura of chaos and secrets, I check my watch and fix my red tie so I can look more professional. I head into the class at 6 45am on dot, everyone in the class was my age but they looked so much more older then me, they were taller well expect for a few. I was panicking as I heard the teacher, Shouta Aizawa, calls my name and introduces me.

"So this is your new assistant or whatever his name is Denki Kaminari, make him feel welcome. Kaminari introduce yourself"
Aizawa remarks

"Hello, class 1-A I'm Denki Kaminari I'm the son of pro heros, and my quirk is electricity." I said moving my left hand from the stack of books that holds close to my chest. "I am your new assistant I help in tutoring, hero customizing, teaching while Mr Aizawa is absent or doesnt want to and much more!" I say with a bright smile on my face bowing slightly.

"Yeah, so sit down near that kid" Aizawa says pointing his finger to a kid with red hair redder then the word red itself.
I walk by the student glancing over at me like if I'm a new toy they are ready to play with. I take my seat beside the boy and I glance over to see him looking straight into my eyes. I wave my hand shyly then he smiles and waves back slightly I look away blushing slightly. Wait do I have a crush? It's only the first day Denki control your balls

It was in the last few minutes of class and I was on the verge of breaking my pencil lead because of how much noted we have from Present Mic until suddenly I see a piece of paper that's shaped like a star, it was colored pink, red, orange, purple, and black. I opened it softly not trying to mess it up because that would be so rude of me. On the note, it reads;

You have been invited to sit with us at lunch, meet us at the table titled BS.
-Bakusquad

I looked around trying to find who had written this note until I notice something, I flipped back to the cover of the star shape nope and look back up to see colors of people hair and probably personalities who match the colors of it, I noticemm some kids who might be in it, I notice some kids. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder, it was from the red headed boy that sat next to me.
"Follow me" the red head said. And I followed blindly into the trance...

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