SWEET AS SUGAR / mha various

03 ✿ FIRST DAY

Ochaco and I walked beside each other down the halls of our new high school. Our dreams had finally come true and we couldn't be happier. As we neared our classroom door, we saw a very familiar green-haired boy.  "Hey!" Ochaco said as she leaned closer to him.

"It's falling boy!" I added as I leaned with Ochaco. The boy, flustered as ever, jumped back in surprise as he faced us. Ochaco started talking about how he took down the exam robot with just one punch, something she had been mentioning to me constantly.

"Oh, hey, hi! Oh my gosh!" His face got redder by the second as he covered his eyes with his hands. I giggled, finding the whole thing cute. It was obvious he didn't have much experience with girls. I walked past my best friend and the green-haired boy. I was going to find my seat, but the dark blue-haired boy (who was standing behind the green one) stopped me with a hand extended.

"My name is Tenya Iida from Somei Private Academy," he greeted.

"Oh! Um, my name is Y/N Toyomitsu," I replied as I shook his hand. Iida nodded and turned back to Ocha and Greenie. I decided to turn to the rest of the class. My sweat dropped as I realized everyone else was already here and in their seats.

"It's you," a familiar voice said. I looked to face it and gasped.

"You called it! Oh my gosh!" I said happily with a beaming smile on my face. I immediately rushed over to the purple-haired girl, taking the empty seat beside her. Due to the uneven number of students, the format of the classroom was a little weird.

Normally, in every other classroom, there would be four rows of five. But in the second row of class A, there was a longer desk with three chairs sitting at it. When I realized this, a faint flash of sadness crossed my face. It reminded me of Keiko.

I tried to ignore my thoughts as I continued talking to Kyoka Jiro, the name of the girl I recused first. Beside me was a blonde boy named Denki Kaminari, he butt into our conversations at certain points. But all our chatter stopped when a caterpillar-looking man lay in the doorway.

"If you're here to make friends, then you can pack up your stuff now," the man said. I recognized that voice faintly before connecting the dots. "Welcome to UA's hero course." The man started drinking a juice box.

'Shota-san looks kinda scary," I thought as I leaned over to try and get a closer look at our homeroom teacher.

He stood up and took the yellow sleeping bag - which made him resemble a caterpillar - off. "It took 8 seconds for you all to shut up." He fully stepped out of the sleeping bag now, revealing his scruffy appearance. "Rational students would understand that."

One look around the room would tell you no one knew who he was except for me. Aizawa looked at me before nodding subtly, making me beam. 'Shota-san wants me in his class!'

"Hello, I'm Shota Aizawa. Your teacher," he greeted plainly. My classmates gasped and I played along. "Right let's get to it..." He muttered as he pulled gym uniforms from his sleeping bag. "Put these on and head outside." The class looked at him confused, but I was already aware of the way UA operated because of the numerous times Fat Gum had subbed for a teacher and brought me along. That's how I met Amajiki-kun, Hado, and Togata. And also how I became aquatinted with most of the staff. I never got the chance to meet Present Mic though.

"A quirk assessment test?" The students chorused. We were all standing outside on the field in gym uniforms, Aizawa had just informed us of our agenda today.

"But orientation! We're gonna miss it!" Ochaco said. I nudged her shoulder as a silent plea to quiet her.

"If you really want to make it to the big leagues, you can waste your time on pointless ceremonies," Aizawa coldly said. Everyone gasped. "Here at UA, we're not tethered to traditions. That means that I get to run my class however I see fit." They gasped again. "You've been taking standardized tests most of your lives. But you never got to use your quirks in physical exams before. The country's still trying to pretend we're all created equal by not letting those with the most power excel. One day, the Ministry of Education will learn."