The Heroic Mime

Chapter 21

Izuku entered his class, he still couldn't believe it: he was in 1 frickin' A!

"Nerd move your ass, I need to get in." said Katsumi, Izuku quickly sidestepped, letting the girl him with a little courtesy bow.

The inside of the class was the usual eccentric mess, people laughing, screaming, talking and Iida trying to calm everyone down while chopping the air; Izuku couldn't help it, his body moved on its own, positioning him behind Iida and copying everything he did; the class calmed down for a moment, all eyes on Iida, or better, all eyes on who was behind Iida.

The blue haired teen seemed satisfied with the silence he managed to create, sadly said silence got interrupted by everyone's laughter; the poor teen couldn't understand why, he was quite shocked, as much as needed for his glasses to nearly fall on the floor.

Iida turned around, searching for what could've stimulated that fit of laughter, and he saw nothing: while he was turning Izuku was staying behind his back.

The blue haired teen resigned himself to his fate and turned around once again, facing the class.

THUMP

Was the sound Iida's body made when it hit the ground, passed out, the falling body let two figures to be seen: Izuku, with a rose in his mouth, was holding Aoyama in a casquè, the blonde looked at the corpse on the floor and said "C'est terrible! Cherie go help him."

Katsumi scoffed, she didn't like getting called cherie, what was that supposed to fucking mean? Sure, she was a bit of a tomboy but that didn't give the gay french-wannabe the right to flirt with her, or maybe the guy wasn't flirting, he was just narcissistic to the utmost limits of a human, which was way more probable, she thought while dragging Iida's unconscious body to the infirmary. Dragging? Yes, she grabbed his feet and she pulled him along, cleaning UA's floors.

Iida woke up from his slumber when he was getting dragged down the first flight of stairs.

"Ouch! Hey, what are you doing? I hereby ask you stop dragging me like a corpse!"

Katsumi's tone was sarcastic at best when she spoke "Oh my god! The corpse spoke! I am so fucking scared... let's go back to class ssa."

"Ok... could you please be less vulg... wait, ssa?"

"Stick stuck (in) ass."

"You know what, I give up, do what you want." said Iida, in a defeated manner, Katsumi just grinned smugly, proud of her victory.

Meanwhile, in the class, lesson had started.

"Today we're going to..." said Aizawa, the class was sweating cold, they didn't want to get expelled, they didn't want any massacrating training, they wanted just plain old school.

"choose your class president and vice-president."

The class sighed in relief.

"We can do it the smart way, with an election, but they don't pay me enough, or the fast way, fate will decide that the class president and vice-president will be..."

BOOM

Katsumi slammed the door open shouting "Me and Iida, are back."

Aizawa looked upwards, in quite the mystical way, before saying "Fate has decided, Bakugou is the class president and Iida is the vice-president."

He hadn't even finished that sentence that he was already on the floor in his sleeping bag, he managed to mutter "Self-study for the rest of the morning." before falling asleep.

A huge "WTF" could be seen on the faces of the students, but they were too shocked by the speed at which everything had happened so they couldn't say anything, they just stood there, processing what had happened.