ℑ𝔰𝔫'𝔱 𝔪𝔶 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔰𝔬 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔶?

11

We're no different from dogs or cats or crows or horses. Yet people never apologize for some of the things done to them.

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It's English class... yay.... Our turn to present is next.

Izuku walked up with his group. (No he didn't he was dragged out of his desk by Kirishima.)

"How to dissect a crow!" Mina yelled with much enthusiasm, pointed to the poster. Some students looked disgusted, but listened to the entire presentation. Izuku's drawings were very... detailed. A few students asked to leave for a moment, to get their shit together.

"Um... very interesting presentation you four.... Eheheh.... Any questions?" The teacher asked the class. Shockingly, only one person raised their hand. I mean, can you believe it? Someone raised their hand?!

"Yes, Yaomomo?"
"What is the actual construct of the crow?" It seemed like the topic intrigued her. Present Mic turned to the group. "Well, I have a picture of it somewhere." He pulled his phone out of the magical pockets that don't exist on his school uniform.

He walked over to her desk. "Here."

Izuku put his phone back in his pocket and sat down with his group.

Momo nodded with an 'I see...' and then her group went up next. "Do you think she was actually curious?" Mina asked Izuku, who shook his head. "She only asked to be nice...."

Mina looked over at him pitifully, before turning her head to the poster. Nobody talked while they presented, because they were somewhat respectful at least. "This is our presentation on The Pink Tax and how Mineta is sexist." This definitely spiked all of the girls attention.

"Boring presentation shit that I don't give a shit about but still need to write because it's more efficient than just skipping time every time I fucking breath." Jiro spoke, making her voice loud and confident. (I didn't wanna type it)

"BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH PRESENTATION BULLSHIT THAT I DONT WANNA TYPE." Toru basically yelled. (Yes, I Didn't wanna type it. Sue me.)

"And, here we have footage of Mineta talking about two things! One, how girls are mainly useless except for cooking, cleaning, and childbirth! Two, how men are likely stronger and woman can't be proper hero's!" Momo yelled, a frown on her face.

Izuku raised his hand. "Yes?"

"I find it hard to believe Mineta thinks that when you girls kicked his ass during training." He snickered at the shocked boy. "How did you know about that?!"

"We were talking about how you couldn't defend yourself from a couple of girls." Mina was smiling evilly. Mineta was crying right about now.

Yes. I wrote that to talk bad abt Mineta.
Moving on, to Idfk a different class

Izuku had to sit and wait through the funniest math class he'd ever been it. Denki made it interesting, with his game of 20 stupids questions that the teacher didn't know about. They basically each asked a question completely unrelated to the lesson, confusing the shit out of spooky scary skeletons— I mean Ectoplasm.

"If your mother is gay, and your father is a white American, then who's the duck?" Mina asked. He was unfortunate to have called on her because she was asking some pretty weird questions.

"What does that even mean?!" He screamed. "Ok, so, your mother likes woman, but she married your father, who is a white American man. And based off of stereotypes he likes guns and beer. So who's the duck?"

"I don't know! What am I doing with my life?!" The teacher did a backflip out the window and flew up into the clouds, never to be seen again, until hawks flew him back in with a family size bucket of KFC in hand.

Just kidding he had a mental breakdown behind his desk. "I went to college for this!" They were mostly trying their best not to laugh their asses off.

Keywords: trying and mostly. Denki, Sero, Katsuki, and Mina were rolling on the floor. Izuku even had the guts to speak up. "Sir, you still haven't answered her question." And he was right, at the beginning of the year he said he'd answer any and all questions.

"The mother is the duck!"
"Nope, try again." Before Extoplasm could start crying again the phone started ringing. He picked it and kept making affirmative groans at whoever was talking. "Mina Ashido, you're needed for early dismissal."

"What?!" She looked like she wanted to die. "Bye Mina, you'll always be a legend in our eyes!" Sero, Kirishima, and Denki were ironically the ones who had a sorrowful goodbye. Since when the fuck were they friends?

"I'll miss you all! Tell Mr. Aizawa that I couldn't make it!" She was fake sobbing as she slowly and dramatically left the room. The moment she was out the door enough, Ectoplasm shut the door and locked it. "So, any normal questions?" He asked.

Izuku raised his hand. "Is it legal to crucify an already dead squirrel?" Ectoplasm nearly quit that day, he literally screamed and left the classroom.

Now you might be wondering, what did Izuku do all weekend? He made a shrine where he crucified a dead squirrel. He picked it up on the side of the road, like where he gets everything else.

He was also spotted by one of his teachers dragging a dead Deer into his yard but we don't talk about that.

"Nice one, Midoriya!" Denki shot him a thumbs up. Izuku smiled at him, and Denki backed up a bit. He looked scared.

"You okay?" Sero asked him. "Creepy eyes...."
"That's rude!" Kirishima commented to the small conversation. "Am I wrong though?" Izuku's eyes bore into Kaminari's soul, tearing out any innocence he had left.

"Eheheh...." He hid behind a desk and clutched his chest. His heart was racing. "Denki?" Sero looked at him with slight concern, absolutely dumbfounded. No way was Denki scared of a slightly short and possibly innocent kid with freckles.

"Denki, look at him. This is the definition of a—!" Uraraka and Kirishima where signaling him from a distance not to finish his sentence, so Izuku interrupted him.

"If you call me a cinnamon roll I'll break your fingers."