Content Warning:
The regular basic shit you already know what it is. Bakugo is here but so is Aizawa.
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2 weeks later, they started classes. Izuku and Shinso rode the train together, supplying reassurances for the new school year. It wasn't long until they were both standing in front of the giant door, and Izuku could already hear Bakugo yelling at someone inside.
"Are you okay?" Shinso asked him, concerned.
"Yeah,...just nervous." Izuku answered. He was wringing his shaking hands.
"Hey!" A voice yelled from down the hall. Uraraka jogged over to them. "You guys got in too!" She smiled and looked at the door. "Do you think the others got in too?"
Both boys shrugged. "Well, I guess we won't know until we enter." She pushed open the door to reveal Bakugo yelling at a very peeved Iida. Uraraka bounced into the room, Izuku following and focusing on anything other than the human embodiment of an angry pomeranian, and Shinso following him. Izuku and Shinso quickly noticed the yellow sleeping bag on the floor and elected to ignore it in favor of picking seats on the opposite side of the room from Bakugo that were close to Tsu and a split haired boy.
Soon, many more people entered until all the desks were filled. It was also at this moment that Bakugo noticed Midoriya's existence within the classroom, but before he could make a scene, the yellow sleeping bag rose from the floor and shuffled to the podium.
The bag unzipped to reveal a very familiar disheveled black haired man. A few conversations continued as he settled at the podium, and he waited for them to notice his existence before speaking. "48 seconds for the whole class to shut up. Abysmal. My hero name is Eraserhead. You may call me Aizawa-sensei. First order of business is a preassessment for your skills. Take a gym uniform and meet me at Field Beta." Aizawa-sensei, who Izuku was having a hard time believing was real, made to leave.
"But Sir, don't we have the welcoming assembly?" Uraraka said. Aizawa glared at her. "UA is unique in that each teacher has free reign to teach how they please. I'm not going to waste my time on frivolities." He turned to the rest of the class. "Get moving."
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Izuku and Shinso quickly made their way towards the locker rooms. They both knew the rumors about this man.
"Oh my god. I can't believe-"
"I know right!"
Who would of thought that their homeroom teacher would be the same man who adopted a cat so Izuku could have a support animal.
Thankfully, some of the boys finished getting dressed as quickly as they did, and they all headed towards the field.
Aizawa-sensei gave an affirmative nod when they arrived on time. The rest of the class took much longer, and Izuku cringed when they arrived almost 10 minutes later than expected. Aizawa-sensei just gave the most disappointed stare
Once everyone was present, Aizawa-sensei started his instructions.
"You will be doing a series of fitness tests, similar to the ones you did in middle school. Bakugo, you got the highest amount of villain points on the heroics exam. Step into the circle and throw this ball as far as you can. Anything goes."
Bakugo stepped into the circle and took the ball from Aizawa-sensei's hand. He geared his arm back and threw the ball, letting out a loud "DIE!" as he did so.
Aizawa-sensei turned the measuring device towards the class. It read 705.5 meters. "Not only is test to test your potential, but it is also a way to see how you utilize your quirks for different tasks."
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