Tomura Shigaraki Rewritten (Fanfiction)

Chapter 38

This chapter may contain disturbing depictions of violence and assault.

"Everyone, we have a new student. Please, introduce yourself." Heavy spring rain poured outside as my teacher motioned me to the front of the classroom.

I cleared my throat, wearily standing up to walk towards him as I obeyed the teacher's demand. Last time I did this, it didn't end well. I was pretty certain I never had stage fright before, even before I regressed, but now, I couldn't help the quivering in my voice. Was it because of the last time I introduced myself in front of a class, now a quirkless individual?

A week has passed since I had reunited with Dabi, and today was my first day at a new school. Schools in Hosu city were a lot more... competitive to say the least. Everybody was determined to be a hero, even if the school I was attending wasn't a hero school. The school and its students had a sense of justice. As if they had everything to protect. It was understandable. Everybody here must have had a bad experience with a villain at least once in their life. I would be lying if I said I didn't have the same sense of justice everyone of these students had.

But, I had heard there are hardly any quirkless students in Hosu, even if twenty percent of the world population didn't have quirks. Hosu students were infamous for ratting out their quirkless friends, seeing them as lesser people. Many quirkless students opted for homeschooling instead. I tried to convince my mother to let me do the same, but she said this would be good for me, considering how I told her I hadn't had a proper education all these years. When in fact, it didn't matter. I had had my proper education in my past life, and now I was just redoing it all over again.

"My name is Jikan Ushiromuki. Please treat me well," I basically whispered as I bowed the lowest, most respectful bow I could muster.

The class was silent, no welcomes, no cheers. Only a slight whistle from the back of the classroom and a male student whispering to another student, "She's hot." That line got me a couple angry glares from the female students, but that part didn't bother me. I was pretty and I was used to the repercussions, but what mostly bothered me was what happened next.

"What's your quirk?" a student asked. Everybody's eyes bore into me and I flinched. A part of me wondered if I should just lie, like I always had. Lie about a quirk I used to have and still have today. Tell them I still have my time travel, and I can help them all with their social worries and anxiety. But, that was too big a lie I could get by with.

Slowly lifting myself from my bow, my eyes scanned the crowd of impatient students. All students that are trying to map out their competition for a chance of becoming a hero. "My quirk... I don't have one. I'm quirkless," I murmured.

Some students relaxed in their seats, other students snickered, and a couple others rolled their eyes. My new teacher, Mr. Hikari nodded at me before motioning to a seat in the back. "You can take a seat next to Yashiro-san in the back," Mr. Hikari told me.

Hesitantly, I nodded in response. Something about these students' reactions wasn't as embarrassing as last time, but it was much more unnerving. I walked towards the back, glancing over at assumedly Yashiro-san in acknowledgement, who gave me nothing in return, as I sat down in my seat.

The rest of class went relatively well. I quickly caught on to the subject we were learning and was able to understand with ease. I would have no problem catching up on my schoolwork. The heavy rain and occasional thunder was somewhat relaxing as well, giving a nice background noise as well as a fresh air to the classroom. Then, the bell rang.

I went to slip my notebooks and pencils into my desk, as well as grab my bento box from my school bag. But, I was interrupted by two male students approaching me. One of them slammed a hand on my desk and I jumped in surprise, nearly hitting my head on the bottom of said desk, as I lifted up from my backpack.