My Teacher?|| Tododeku

Chapter 2

Midoriya is the first to arrive at his class on Monday, even before the professor. He wore a light grey polo with blue jeans that hugged his legs, as well as his signature red shoes.

He takes a seat in the second row closest to the door. He leaves a seat empty in front of him so as to not seem too eager, but he's close enough to the front that he'll be able to hear and take clear notes. A notebook and pen sits on the desk in front of him, so he takes out his phone, checking and replying to a few messages from friends and his mom.

His new dorm roommate, Eijirou Kirishima, left him a message with a picture of his schedule so Midoriya would know when he'd be in the room or not. With a smile, he replies with an image of his own schedule that he had taken earlier in the morning.

Midoriya's new roommate is a spiky redhead who had obviously worked out a lot in his lifetime as he was huge. Seeing him at first glance intimidated Midoriya a bit, but once the guy had opened his mouth, Midoriya knew they'd end up being great friends. Kirishima is a loud and happy guy, a literal ray of sunshine in Midoriya's personal opinion. The freckled teen knows they will get along very well.

While discussing personal interests, they figured out they both enjoyed going to the gym and comics, though Kirishima wasn't as obsessed as Midoriya when it came to superheroes.

"Well, I really like the Crimson Riot series!" Kirishima had told Midoriya the night before as they snacked in their separate beds across from each other.

"Oh yes! He's great! So strong and charismatic!" Midoriya bounced in his seat slightly. Kirishima chuckled.

"Yeah! So manly!" He posed with his arms up in a U shape, clearly showing his defined muscles. Midoriya giggled, cheeks turning pink.

"You do remind me of him." Midoriya admitted with a shy smile that Kirishima returns, though his grin is wide.

"Thanks, bro! That means a lot actually!" Kirishima then stuffed his hand into his bag of potato chips. "How 'bout you? Who's your favorite?" He crunched the snack in between his shark teeth.

"All Might! Hands down!" Midoriya uncrossed his legs so they hung over the side of his bed, hands planted on either side of himself. "He's so inspiring and incredible! Being a Symbol of Hope and bringing smiles to everyone's faces just by being in their presence. And not to mention he has a funny sense of humor. Oh! And his strength is so awesome! Like, just one smash can take out so many villains at once!" Midoriya keeps going until Kirishima finally interrupts him with a laugh.

"Wow, man! You really like the guy!" He kept chuckling, especially at Midoriya's embarrassed smile and red-tinted cheeks.

"O-Oh, yeah, heh. Sorry about that." Kirishima waved his hand in dismissal.

"Nah, don't apologize, bro. It's kinda cool, actually. Hey, are you one of those fans that has theories?" Midoriya immediately lit up and went into a rant about each of his thoughts on every hero in the franchise. Kirishima, though he laughed at his roommates mumbling and excitement, found genuine interest in what Midoriya said.

A hard smack to the back of the head brought Midoriya back to the present. It's then that he notices all of his classmates have filed in, including Bakugou who was the obvious attacker to the bruise now forming on his skull.

"Hey, Deku," Bakugou greets, planting himself in the empty seat in front of Midoriya, taking no shame in the fact that he was here to learn, not fuck around.

The blonde wore black skinny jeans and a plain maroon shirt, accompanied by his combat boots. HIs leather jacket already lay across the back of his chair.