Of course, you were late for the first day of school. Shutting your eyes for a few seconds ended up turning into falling back asleep for another 20 minutes. (It was better than sleeping until 12 pm) You didn't have enough time to do anything but brush your teeth and put on the uniform that was given to the U.A. students. You were on the train now, looking through old text, and deleting old group chats from junior high. Scrolling back up you saw a text from Izuku, asking what class you were in, it was sent 30 minutes ago. He had also texted that he was in class 1-A. Same as you. The guilt hit you. While you were too busy sleeping he was probably thinking that he would be alone that year and that you were in class 1-B. But then again maybe you weren't giving him enough credit. He was able to pass the entrance exam and even managed to become acquainted with some girl. Ugh, I'm a dumbass. How could I have told Katsuki what class I'm in but not Izuku?!
Apparently, 37 other students had been accepted into U.A., 4 of which got in through recommendations. Class 1-A has 19 students, and class 1-B has 18. You didn't really think that getting in through recommendations wasn't the real way to get in. They needed the help of others instead of proving to everyone that they worked hard to get in. Plus they would rip opportunities from others away. Maybe you were just being salty because you didn't get in but you still thought that it was unfair.
The rest of the train ride was the same as all the other train rides you've experienced. Minus the person that almost got pushed in front of the train as a prank. You hadn't even seen that before.
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By the time you got there, either the classes were at orientation, or already in motion. You were looking through the hallways, trying to find class 1-A when you finally reached it. These doors man... huge. You wondered why the door might just be too large, as you knocked on the door. After getting no reply, you placed your hand on the door handle pushing the oversized door open, to see no one was there. Maybe I'm early? That hypothesis was proven wrong when you noticed the bags that hung from the desks. You saw one of the desks that had no bag on it, so assuming it was yours you placed your bag down and left the classroom. You also assumed that the class was at orientation already.
However, when walking to the Auditorium you hear a familiar explosion from outside. too familiar. you turn your head looking out the window to see a group of people with one of them in the middle of the throw ball circle. The blond hair and smoke coming off the person's palm made it obvious that it was Katsuki and class 1-A was outside. At least it saved you the embarrassment of walking into a full Auditorium, where everyone would turn to look at you (they would give you attention).
You started down the stairs not bothering to run, seeing as you would be late either way. The hallways were quiet, the sun seeping into them. There was some distant speaking, most likely coming from the assembly hall. You started running as you were near the outside, wanting to make it look like you actually cared. Finally coming up behind the homeless-looking man, (who you assumed was the teacher), you saw the group of kids that were your classmates. Your eyes instantly went to Izuku, as his eyes met yours. You gave him a small smile before going back to looking at the others. You saw the two rich kids from the entrance exam. The first is the girl with a high ponytail you saw on the train. And the other was the boy that called out Izuku during the entrance exam lecture. These were the first ones that you put on your "there brats or assholes" list.
The first voice you heard was coming from the same pink girl you saw in the changing rooms at the entrance exam. "What is this? It looks fun!"
"We can use our quirks as much as we want! As expected from the hero course!" A boy spoke up, who had weirdly shaped elbows, and black hair with weirdly shaped bangs (to match the elbows). To you, it looked as though the teacher still hadn't noticed you, even though it was clear some of the other students had and were about to point it out. Lucky for you the teacher spoke up, cutting off the excited chatter.
"Does it look fun? Huh? You have three years to become a hero. Will you have an attitude like that the whole time? All right then, whoever comes in last place in all eight tests, will be judged with no potential and be punished with expulsion. This school expects the best from everyone, and mistakes are not to be had. For example, being late." And you thought you were so sly with it. Most of the class erupted in chatter and worry. You watched as the black-haired man turned around, looking directly at you. You didn't know what else to do so you slowly shuffled your way into the crowd of students, avoiding eye contact. When he finally looked away from you, you let out a small sigh and looked at the other students. You could see some with determined faces and some who had the look of a terrier. Izuku is an example. The fear coursing through Izuku's body was practically visible. Seeing that he was looking down at his hand you thought that it would be something about what he would do because he was quirkless and everyone else held the edge. On the flip side, you saw a smirk creeping up on Katsuki's face.
"We're free to do whatever we want about the circumstances of our students, Welcome to U.A. hero course!" The teacher (whose name you still didn't know) spoke out again with a deranged look. Some girl, who had soft features with short brown hair spoke up, standing up for some of the other students.
"Last place will be expelled? But it's the first day of school! No, even if it wasn't the first day of school, this would still be too unfair!"
"Natural disasters, big accidents, and selfish villains. Calamities whose time or place can't be predicted, japan is covered in unfairness. Heroes are the ones who reverse those situations. If you want to go hang out with your friends after school, too bad. For the next three years, U.A. will do all it can to give you one hardship after another. So go beyond, go plus ultra. Overcome it with all you got." With that the rest of the students focused on themselves, being quiet. You observed the others, seeing how the rich brat boy pulled out a water bottle that looks like a hamster's water. How embarrassing, who brings a water bottle that looks like that to school-?
"All right demonstrations over. The real thing starts now. You, L/n I presume, come here." The slight fear started to manifest itself in your body as you walked to the side with the teacher, away from your classmates. He was the first to talk.
"You are L/n correct?"
"Ah- yes sir- this is class 1-A right? I apologize for being late-" he cut you off.
"A 'sorry' isn't going to cut it. I quite honestly don't care for your reasoning for being 10 minutes late, especially on the first day of school. Your actions have consequences, so you will serve detention. If this happens again without reason you will be suspended and be put at risk of expulsion. Now that I have gotten that out of the way, I am your homeroom teacher this year, Aizawa, Shota. Go to the changing rooms and there will be clothing to change into. Be quick and come back, you are dismissed." You bowed in response and ran off to go change. That was the first and last time you would be late to U.A. without reason. Then it would be time for the quirk assessment test.
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Hey yall. I hope you enjoyed the last few chapters because those are the only ones your going to be getting for a while (jk). Chapter 2.5 was a little on Y/n background and i wanted to show more about their relationship with their mother. Anyways, the next chapter with prop be a lot long. As always stay safe, eat, drink and rest enough and I hope you have a good rest of your day, plus don't forget to vote.
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