Life isn't meant to be pretty. Only those who preserve and live their life look through the smoke to find its beauty.
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Goddamn it, I won't get to her fast enough!
Izuku sped up and lunged to help a girl get out from under a piece of ruble, before she could get crushed by the zero pointer. He lifted it up and she scrambled out, letting him putrefy the large slab of he assumed concrete.
He started running after her, because there's no way he could deconstruct something so large.
"What's that kids quirk again?" Midnight asked in awe from the safety of the observation room. "Putrefy, he can deconstruct anything within seconds. Including living organisms." Aizawa informed. Nezu was looking over the score points.
"Let's not steer him wrong, this kid has lots of potential, especially to be a villain." He showed them the small laptop screen. "150 villain points?!" The three teachers exclaimed. "I believe this might be a record, yes?" Nezu asked the teachers, who were frozen.
"Nezu... please don't put that problem child in my class...." Aizawa asked, showing general fear for a minute. "I'll think about it." He stated. "Oh, and Mic?"
"Yes?!" The loud blonde saluted the all holy mouse satan. "You might want to show the kids out.""Right! ByEeE~!"
"What's up, rat mouse thing?" Izuku stopped walking home and looked down at Nezu. "And homeless man." He twirled his wrist and bowed. Aizawa gave Nezu the 'get me out of here this kid is terrifying' look. "It's good to see you showed." Nezu smiled at him.
Izuku bent down and was somewhat at Nezu's height. "I was gonna say something offensive but I'm outa time, byeee!" Izuku sprinted down the block, turning at the end of the street.
"Damn that kid is fast..."
"I've decided he'll be in your class."
"Nezu what the fu—!""So you're stuck with the most likely homicidal maniac?" Aizawa was to busy sulking in a corner to nod. "Yup." Nezu answered for him.
"He can't be that ba—"
"Please, get your feet off the desk!" Izuku watched from his seat as somebody was screaming at Katsuki to be respectful and not put his feet on the desks. He knew the perfect solution.
Stare him down. Katsuki was complained before how creepy it is when Izuku stares at him, mostly it was zoning out but apparently it's creepy. So Izuku just kept his eyes on Katsuki. Katsuki glanced over and put his legs down.
"Thank you for following school rules and regulations!"
"Tch! Whatever, shut it extra!" Izuku resisted the urge to laugh and just looked away."Um, thank you for last week..." a brunette approached him, with her hand out to shake. He stared at it, before looking up at her. "Who are you again?" She looked like she took offense to his words. "I'm the girl you saved from the zero pointer last week..." she had an irk mark on her forehead but it quickly went away.
"My name is Ochaco Uraraka!" Izuku took her extended hand and smiled. "Izuku Midoriya." She grinned and sat down in front of him. "I don't know if we have assigned seats, but we can still get to know each other while we wait for everyone else to arrive!"
Izuku looked around the barren classroom, leaning back in his seat. "I doubt more than 10 people are going to be here tomorrow." Uraraka tilted her head. "What do you mean?"
"Last I heard, the homeroom teacher of 1A expelled his entire class last year. Any of us would be lucky to survive a week here." He explained. Uraraka's jaw dropped, and she went wide eyed. She was about to speak, if it weren't for the door slamming open and a girl having her flamboyant entrance.
"Hahah— ahh!" She started off laughing and ended screaming when she saw Izuku. "Kirishima, it's Satan!" She was shaking a boy deemed Kirishima's arm as she pointed to Izuku. Honestly he kinda liked the nickname.
"Mina, don't just say things like that! I'm sure you two just got off on the wrong foot." He tried to calm Mina down but she wouldn't have it and was screaming. He started to drag her over to Izuku to try and get her to apologize.
"Hi, I'm Satan." He introduced himself, waving at the two. Mina yelped and hid behind Kirishima. The red head only laughed. "I'm Ejiro Kirishima, this is my friend Mina." He stepped out of the way, revealing his friend.
"There's no need to be scared." He smiled at her. Mina rapidly switched her glance between Izuku and their teachers desk. "Then why is our teacher hiding under his desk so scared?"
"I dunno." He shrugged, leaning back to try and get a peak at what Shota Aizawa was doing. Sure enough, he was hiding under his desk, the bell being the only excuse for him to come out. And they had another 10 minutes until that happened.
"So what do you like to do in your free time?" Izuku asked, technically targeted at all three of them. "I like spending time with my friends, training, eating sweets, especially mochi!" Uraraka answered. Izuku let out a noise of acknowledgment and smiled at her.
"Same here, well minus the eating sweets part. Heheh." He rubbed the back of his neck and smiled nervously. Izuku went quite for a moment.
"Yall got friends?"
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FanfictionWeird... that's one word. A rather rude one, but it was the right one to describe me. Or delusional, considering I want to be a hero, but my quirk is so useless. Izuku had a very... dark mindset. When he first met his childhood friend, Katsuki Bakug...