A Silent Kind of Strength

Chapter 43

It took another day for him to get through all of the tests and for them to be graded. Wednesday morning saw them gathered in Nezu's office once again. Shinso sent off to nap in the teacher's lounge, Hatsume-san on video call and ready to help them figure this whole mess out.

The Principal didn't waste any time once everyone was settled in with their tea. He had a gleeful grin slashing across his muzzle as he slid a paper over to the teen. Izuku looked it over, making it halfway down the page before it really clicked what he was looking at. It was a transcript. It showed how many credits one Izuku Midoriya had gained towards his education. Once he knew what he was looking at he hurriedly reread the whole thing. Then again, and again, eyes widening in disbelief.

According to this list he had gained the credits for every single math and science course UA offered. He had also managed to pass all 3 years of English and several of the ethics and history classes. As well as a couple of the more random subjects they would have been scattered through the year and course groups. Once he was absolutely sure of what the paper was saying he slowly sat it down and looked up at the grinning mammal in front of him.

"S-so… what d-does this mean f-for me?" Yamada reached out towards the paper but paused, waiting for Izuku's permission before he snagged it. When the greenette nodded he slid the page over to himself to read, letting out an impressed whistle as he went down the list. "Wow kiddo! You sure you dont wanna just skip highschool and head to college?"

Nazu chuckled at the comment and the paper was handed over to the other teacher. "Midoriya-kun doesn't quite have enough credits in history, occupation studies, and physical education to graduate just yet. But by next year we might be able to get him some online courses to get ahead for a degree if he likes."

The teen felt himself flush a bit at the praise and suggestions. "I- uhm- well…" luckily enough for him Nezu didn't let him flounder trying to find a response. "For now, let's focus on getting the credits he does need, and figure out how we are going to balance the two courses he chooses. Speaking of, have you figured out what kind of route you wanted to go for?"

Izuku flushed some more, hands coming together to fidget a bit under the table. "I- uh. If- if I have to t-try the hero course I-I think it m-might be nice t-to be a hero l-like Power Loader sensei? N-not s-sup-support and rescue based? But s-support and in-investigation maybe?"

"Wonderful! I think that would be a great fit for that brain of yours! Though, hero students don't start choosing their specialties until half way through second year. But please do keep investigation in mind, having an idea to work towards will help you choose things such as weapons and costumes on the way. Now. Let's work out that schedule!"

The rest of the morning was spent figuring out the mess that would be the rest of his first year. Apparently Nezu had designed a computer program a few years back that helped him keep track of things like lesson plans and other important class scheduling things. It helped tremendously in figuring out when Izuku should be where. And of course, if there was an instance where making it to one important lesson meant missing another, it was merely a matter of Nezu writing the topic down to cover in one of their now certain Sunday morning private lessons.

By lunch everything was ironed out and the teen was released to head to the cafeteria to meet his friends.

He bowed as he left, thankful the worst of it was over. His head was still spinning with all of the plans and logistics even as he reread the schedule he had been handed for the next two weeks. He sighed, resigned to his fate. The next two years would be hectic, but at least Nezu was going to let him tweak the code he had written for an app so he could keep his schedule updates on his phone. And once it was set up the teachers could update him to any and all changes.

He sighed, after lunch today he was supposed to go with 1-A for their heroics lesson. Or well, his heroics lesson too now…

He made it to the cafeteria and bee lined it to the table where he knew his friends would be. Flopping down dramatically in his customary place next to Hitoshi, he groaned. "If they w-wanted the quirkless guy dead there are easier w-ways…" Mei snickered from where she was sat across the table, apparently having a deep conversation with Ashido. "Hiya Izu! I take it things went well then?" The inventor cackled.

Izuku let his head flop onto the tabletop with a bang. Much to the amusement of the others who knew where he had been. Mina looked over at the other teen, pulling her hands away from where Mei had been 'examining' them. "What went well? Where have you been Mido? Building some super cool super secret super weapon?"
The greenette just groaned as his friends laughed at his expense once again. Hitoshi patted one slumped shoulder with his infamous shit eating grin. "Oh he WISHES he had been locked away in a lab. Unfortunately though we've been asked no to say anything until the teachers make the official announcement."

"Awww that's no fun!" Several other complaints rose up from the others at their tables and those around, but were fended off with playful banter. After a moment a plate of curry was tapped against the back of the greenette's head, the smell convinced him to sit up and actually eat something. He smiled at Kaminari as he was handed the plate. The blonde must have gotten up to get him food as soon as he saw Izuku heading to the table to have returned that quickly.

He dug in as his friends chattered away around him. Some of the support course students stopped by the table to ask questions about certain things for their dual projects and he sighed at the reminder of all of the coding he was behind on. He would have to ask Mia to borrow her computer for some of the more complex things so he could still work on them after school.

He turned to ask Momo a question about the upgrade to her costume before pausing, noticing the empty chair to her left for the first time. He let her continue her chat with Jiro as he pondered why Todoroki wasn't sitting at their table like normal. After a moment he looked over at Shinso and raised a pointed eyebrow. The purple haired teen winced a bit and looked away, having noticed where his smaller friend's attention had wandered.

Bingo.

"Hitoshi! I can't believe you. I thought you were going to apologize!" He singed the last part after making sure he had enough of the other boy's attention. He didn't want to broadcast their drama to the rest of their year. He watched as an embarrassed flush spread across Shinso's ears. " I was going to! But he avoided me before class on Monday and then we ate lunch with you… and then I was distracted by Kaminari this morning…" he tried to explain himself with short flustered movements. Izuku made a note to give Denki a sign name soon so they wouldn't have to spell it out every time.

He sighed. " We have heroics next. Hopefully we can find a chance then. You really shouldn't let it go on like this though. The longer you wait the harder it will be. " The taller teen nodded with a sigh, running thin fingers through wild purple hair. "I know. I'll try and do it as soon as possible ok?"

They ignored the curious look from those around them at the silent conversation and finished scarfing down their food before the bell could call them away from it.