The Heroic Mime

Chapter 23

The day of the sports festival, the day every student at UA was waiting for, it was the most important day for their future careers, well, except graduation.

Class 1-A walked in one of the corridors leading to the open-air field in the centre of the stadium, they were walking as the protagonists of an action movie, really, really slow and epic.

"Why the fuck are we walking so slow? I want to kick some ass, I'm going to show all of those third rate heroes who is going to be the next number one!" it would be superfluous to tell the name of the owner of such a gentle way of speaking.

"I hath tried, the darkness is strong though, we can't fight it or else we will fall into the depths of despair." said Tokoyami, in his usual eerie tone, only to be interrupted by Asui before he could continue in his elucubrations "What Tokoyami is trying to say is IZUKU HAS MADE A WALL TO MAKE US WALK SLOW. Kero"

Iida wasn't really pleased by this situation, he understood the necessity of proper timing, but this was becoming too exaggerated, oh right, he had an overly-dramatic mime as classmate, of course they were going to bring every single dramatic technique to just before the breaking point, he still wondered how his green-haired classmate could manage such a fine control over his scenic timings, he always managed to create suspense, making it last just long enough for it not being boring.

Class 1-A started getting illuminated by the rays of the sun, as they walked out of the dark tunnel the stadium erupted in cheers, from the opposite side of the stadium class 1-B made their entrance, their determined expressions and orderly manner were in direct contrast with the chaotic situation of class A, with a pomeranian screaming at nobody in particular whilst screaming to each of her classmates at the same time and using Kirishima as a blunt weapon, luckily she was restrained by Sato and Shouji, barely.

"FROM THE NORTH ENTRANCE, THE CLASS THAT FACED VILLAINS! MAKE SOME NOISE FOR 1-A!" following Present Mic's speech the stadium got even louder, if it was possible.

"FROM THE SOUTH ENTRANCE, THE HEROIC CLASS WITH AN ACTUAL HEAD ON THEIR SHOULDERS AND NOT A BUNCH OF OP CHAOTIC-NEUTRALS! CLASS 1-B!" the cheers didn't change in volume, roughly forty percent of those originally directed solely towards 1-A changed target.

"AND NOW, FROM THE EAST ENTRANCE! THE SUPPORT CLASS, THEY ARE NOT TO BE UNDERESTIMATED, BECAUSE IF YOU SO UN-SUPPORTED YOU WILL NEVER KNOW WHAT HIT YOU." the support class flew onto the field, knocked over by an explosion, shouts of "Damn it Mei! Why did you test you devil-spawn now?" could be heared amongst the still going cheers for the heroic classes.

"FROM THE WEST ENTRANCE! THE BUSINESS CLASS AND GENERAL EDUCATION! COULD THEY HAVE ROUGH DIAMONDS OR HIDDEN GEMS AMONG THEIR RANKS?"

A tired voice could be heard over the same speaker from which Mic's voice was projected "Ignoring your hideous pun and obvious favoritism it is time for the student's pledge. Izuku Midoriya is invited to the podium next to Midnight."

Class 1-A grimaced, they knew what was going to happen, some students in the others classes and some members of the audience were expecting the same, they were either fans of the mime or they had an encounter with him at some point.

The loudest to cheer for him were a man with a white mustache and a small woman, to Mic's amusement.

Izuku walked on stage, he positioned himself behind the podium, and

raised a sign with "GL HF" written on it.

The biggest synchronized facepalm ever was recorded on television on that occasion.

Midnight literally threw Izuku down the podium, whip in hand she announced the first event, in the history of the sports festiva the first event had been a race most of the times.