The boys are here

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I walked in behind Izuku. The large building seemed even bigger inside!
I looked around door to door.
I needed to go to class 1-A. I hoped Izuku was in it..he seemed to be my only friend so far. My old middle school in France seemed to small compared to here.
I turned to Izuku. "Do you know where class 1-A is?" I ask.

Izuku turns to look at me a small smile on his face.

"Yeah that's my class! I'll bring you there. Mr. Aizawa will love you!" He says as he takes my hand and brings me up a flight of stairs. I felt a tingle go through my body as he held my hand. It seemed to odd..so foreign. As I went up the stairs I looked out the window and I could see a large Sakura tree. A feeling of nostalgia filled me as I though about the name. That's what my mother had been named after.
As I looked out the window as much as I felt being called to my mom, It also felt so new..in France if we looked out the window we were met with the sight of the Eiffel Tower. Here it was so different.

We arrived to the second floor and walked down a long hall till I saw the door with the large letters. 1-A.

"I'll go tell Aizawa you're here!"
Izuku says before slipping inside the door.

I nod and stand out front of the door until I hear a loud, deep voice come from inside the class.

I take a deep breath and walk to the door, I grab the handle and push open the door.

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