Reborn from the ashes from hell

27 A mistake

Izuku POV 

That's right, I've registered in UA. But not for any hero course. Because I'm in a business course or something like that and I know a bit about it. And I don't think there's any course that would really suit me. What can I do?

I'm able to drink poison, withstand large amounts of electricity, hold my breath for a long time, hide my quirk, be naive, fight, hack, use a gun. There won't be a department like that. UA is big but something like that shouldn't be.

Business course seems less suspicious and most conspicuous to me. I'm sure I'll be able to get a job somehow if I said I was in U.A. Quirkless or not.

When I arrive UA is exactly the size I thought and the hero comission thought me. They called UA alway the home of Satan.

The sheet of questions that I got, were relatively easy. It was incredibly easy not just relatively easy, I thought it was something that was supposed to be challenging. It just doesn't matter. I write a lot on these sheets. Pages long. And yet I have too much time. That never happened before. Normally I always have too little time.

I go to the table and put down my paper. Just to face the horror of my childhood. Why didn't I think of it? The hero commission is famous for having roots and contacts everywhere and you can literally find someone from the hero commission anywhere. Before me was my old teacher. Not my teacher who was sent away because of being a spy, but my teacher who came after. A very discriminating person.

His quirk is to copy knowledge, so he always plays smart and is arrogant. Even if he can be with the quirk a amazing smart person that that doesn't meant he is a great teacher copying knowledge doesn't mean he can use the knowledge. If I have him as a teacher, I will only have him. He will probably copy the knowledge from other teachers and then teach it to us, so we won't need any more teachers. That's terrible.

I might as well drop off the cliff again.

Teacher: You look awfully familiar.

Me: Really?

I mustn't wait for him to give me permission to answer, that would make him suspicious.

Teacher: Wait for me to give you permission to answer.

Teacher: Sparrow!

Me: Where?

He wanted to see my reaction to see if I would respond to the name. In seconds I had to think fast and turn my head around. To look for a bird.

Teacher: Didn't I tell you not to answer without my permission? I can't believe I compared you to him. He had manners. Shame he's dead. You'll soon wish you were dead instead of him if you don't get manners in a hurry.

At least I wasn't recognized. Something that at least won't gnaw at me.

I point to the paper, give him a wan smile and place it on his desk.

Teacher: so fast. At least there is something in your head. What is your name. I need to write you down for the installment? You may answer 

Me: Izuku.

The teacher looks at me as if he has a bitter taste in his mouth. 

Teacher: Oh, I remember the student with no last name and no parents and no quirk. It's disgusting how little some people can have.

I keep smiling at him, taking great pains not to grab his hand just now. Because he would have an unbelievable headache just touching someone too smart for him and my case, he fainted once. Okay, I just have to hold off real emotions show controlled emotions not controlled ones are a weakness smile, smile, smile, smile smile.

SMILE.

I WALK TO HIM AND THEN I WALK SLOWLY STEP BY STEP CONCENTRATED TO THE DOOR A WORD FROM HIM AND I WOULD ATACK HIM. But he stayed quiet good for him and good for his life.

Hawks was a really bad idol for me. I didn't have that aggression. But maybe I got that from Kacchan too