NA'VI || mha x male oc

Chapter 9

Tsukiri was furious. This was beyond upsetting.

Who in the HELL dared to place his desk away from the other students. The damn desk was placed next to Aizawa's desk, near a corner.

And to think he was extremely excited only for this to be such a booty call. Was this some sort of punishment whatsoever??

The class went silent, not knowing wether to acknowledge the teacher in the yellow sleeping bag, or the absolutely mortified kid behind him.

The teacher got up, unzipping his sleeping bag, "It took 8 seconds before you all shut up, that's not going to work. Time is precious, rational students would understand that.."

Aizawa carried his sleeping bag with one hand, leading the trembling boy inside the class with the other.

Eyes followed the boy's movements watching as he pulled out the chair before having a seat mumbling curses to himself.

Aizawa sighed tiredly, looking over at the class "Hello, i am Shota Aizawa. Im your teacher." Everyone shivered in their boots.

Tsukiri watched everything happen, Aizawa simply pulled out training suits from the inside of his sleeping bag, "Let's just get straight to it. Put these on and head outside." The man boredly commanded.

Everyone got up grabbing a suit from the teacher, heading towards the changing rooms.

Tsukiri immediately got up and tried following, Aizawa grabbing onto the back of his collar uniform. "Not you. You're not participating."

Tsukiri let his ears droop, "I know.." The boy let out a sigh turning to point at his desk, "But that's just cruel! Who put that there!"

Aizawa shoved the boy outside the classroom, "Me. I suggested they set your desk there. Because, you. are. not. a. student."

Tsukiri huffed. Whatever. Atleast he's in the class right?

The two males headed outside, waiting for the students to come back from the changing rooms.

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"What?! A quirk assessment test?!" The class asked in sync.

"But what about orientation, we're going to miss it!" A girl with short brown hair spoke up in a worried tone.

Tsukiri stood next to the hero looking over the girl, she was quite pretty and she seemed very nice.

"If you really wanna make the big leagues, you can't waste time on pointless ceremonies." The man spoke, everyone gasping slightly. "Here in U.A, were not tethered to traditions."

"That means that i get to run my class however i see fits. You've been taking standardized tests most of your lives," The teacher held up a score tracker device. "But you never got to use your quirks in physical exams before."

The device was handed to tsukiri next to him, "The country is still trying to pretend we are all created equal. It's not rational and oneday the Ministry of Education will learn."

Aizawa turned to a student and continued, "Bakugou, you managed to get the most points in the entrance exam. What was the farthest distance throw of the soft ball when you were in junior high?"

Tsukiri looked over at a blonde student with red eyes and a scowl on his face. Everyone else facing him aswell.

"67 meters I think." 'Bakugo' answered.