Pieces Of A Dream (DSMP X MHA)

Chapter 5 - School

After that strange night, the first day of high school rolls around. It's been ages since Dream last set foot in a classroom, and now he's diving into his freshman year.

UA's acceptance rate is less than one in three hundred, and somehow, Dream got in without even taking the entry test. While a few students are admitted through recommendations, only four spots are typically reserved for them. Usually, 36 students make it in through the regular exam, split evenly into two classes of 20. But this year, with Dream's unexpected admission, the numbers are uneven.

Now, it's time to see which class he'll join.

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Dream wandered through the long hallways of UA, searching for his classroom. All Might had mentioned he'd be in Class 1A, the Hero Course. "Hero Course," Dream mumbled to himself, the word 'hero' leaving a bitter taste on his tongue. As he continued down the hallway, he suddenly spotted Midoriya up ahead.

"Midoriya! What class are you in?" Dream called out, quickening his pace to catch up.

"1A, you?" Midoriya replied, grinning at Dream. Even though Dream's mask covered his expression, he still smiled back. His eyes, barely visible through the mask, reflected a small, quiet acknowledgment.

"We're in the same class!" Dream said, a note of surprise in his voice. He gave a small chuckle, turning his gaze toward a large door.

"There it is!" Midoriya exclaimed, pointing toward the massive door. Both Dream and Midoriya stood dumbfounded, staring at its imposing size.

"The door's huge," Midoriya gasped. "Is it for accessibility...?"

Dream watched as Midoriya mumbled to himself; he must've been really nervous. They exchanged a quick glance before stepping through the massive door into their new classroom. The room was buzzing with energy, students chatting and sizing each other up, all eager to see who they'd be spending the year with.

As soon as they walked in, they were greeted by the sight of a tall, serious-looking boy with glasses standing rigidly in front of another student who seemed completely unfazed. The serious boy, Iida, was shouting at a blond-haired student lounging casually with his feet propped up on his desk.

"Take your feet off the desk this instant! Don't you think that's rude to the UA upperclassmen and the people who made the desk?" Iida's voice was sharp, his hands moving in stiff, robotic gestures as he reprimanded the other student.

The blond, who Dream instantly pegged as Bakugou, didn't even bother to look at Iida. He just sneered, "Nope. What junior high did you go to, you side character?"

'So these were the top two,' Dream thought. If these were the top two, then the rest must be horrific. "I attended Somei Private Academy. My name is Tenya Iida." Iida spoke formally.

"Sommeeii?" Bakugou sneered, tasting the word. "So you're a damn elite, huh? Looks like I'll have fun crushing you."

Iida gasped. "Crushing? That's cruel. Do you truly aim to be a hero?"

Iida suddenly turned around, staring directly at Midoriya. "You're—" Iida paused, stopping mid-sentence.

"Good morning! I am from Somei Private Academy. My name is—"

"I heard!" Midoriya cut him off. "I'm Midoriya. Nice to meet you, Iida," he said awkwardly.

"Midoriya, you realized there was something more to that practical exam, didn't you? I had no idea, I misjudged you! I hate to admit it, but you are better than me!" Iida apologized. Apparently, during the entrance exam, he underestimated Midoriya, who later used his quirk to punch a robot and got into UA by saving a girl in the process. Or at least that's what Dream had heard.