Nezu's challenge! (Villain Rehab)

6: Class 2A-! what.

A/n: note that the 1A students you know are in this story 2A because time exists. This way it makes more sense. (Like how are you supposed to fight a villain on your first day already? Only Nezu would know) In this sorry it will be like everything has happened, but it hasn't... and now they're all having their happy ever after, continuing their studies as though nobody has died. Some students have gone and some entered as well... you'll see throughout the story what stuff I've written, I don't even know, it's kinda random, go with it lmao. 🧇
—Waffle

The explanation the four kids, or new students, had gotten before they were thrown into a place to sleep held a few points that Tsuki had remembered.

1. Something with studying alongside aspiring heroes, meaning the four students were under blah blah blah... good point.

2. Yellow sleeping bag, hiding as though someone wanted to put it to use or something.

3. Whatever else there was said.

4. She forgot this point, though she recalled that she didn't care. At all.

5. Don't get distracted, not paying attention means you miss out on important information.

And so Tsuki looked at the tie, reading the folder they had gotten as she tried to figure out what on earth...!?
Now that she finally bothered to actually read it, she found no instructions about the tie on it. How on earth was she supposed to figure that out!?

Eventually she walked out, still messing with the buttons of her white button up blouse. The grey jacket hung lose around her shoulders and she had asked for pants, which she didn't get, so Arawaru shoved one pare of his towards her, saying he fully supported any act of rebellion.

Papillon met her in the common room, though she just raised her eyebrows at Tsuki.

Tsuki found the colour on Papillon's chest, it was soft, not so strong, but still Tsuki looked away.
Her feet stood awkwardly as she huffed. "I haven't put on descent clothes in eleven years, shut up already."

All Papillon did was snort. She just avoided the subject.

Knowing the pro's were watching them and had set a rule for them not the leave beyond the common room, the four stared at the door.

Arawaru checked the clock. "Three minutes and four seconds left, do you think the teacher will be late?" A teacher would escort them to their new classroom.
Tsuki had already asked wether Papillon could use her quirk to kill the teacher, but all she got was strange looks.
How does socialising work?

The clock hit nine and the four quieted their soft conversation, now eyeing the door with a different look.

It opened, much to their surprise.

"Good, you're all here," the black dressed teacher, Aizawa, said.

"Teacher?" Papillon wondered, "Wait, weren't you a pro hero?"

"This is UA," Arawaru rolled his eyes, "You know, the most prestigious—"

"The teachers are pro's." Gyro cut Arawaru's annoying mood off.

"O—oh..." Papillon frowned a bit. This was certainly different than she had expected. Escaping would be more difficult.

The teacher glanced at his watch. "It took you seven seconds to quiet down—"

"I didn't say nothing," Tsuki interrupted, raising her hand a bit.

Aizawa's tired gaze found how she was wearing the uniform. He sighed and wondered what on earth he was doing with his life. It was too early for this.