✧𝔖𝔱𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔢𝔡 𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔩𝔯𝔶✧

𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔭 𝔞𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡

2019 ━━ "The chains are broken, but are you truly free?"━ Unknown.

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Izuku entered the classroom, his sneakers made no sound as he walked towards a seat and sat near a window, three chairs from the blackboard. There were 3 to 6 students in the classroom chattering away and murmuring a few words that they did not want others to eavesdrop on. He glanced at his full white canvas watch tied around his wrists. Any minute now, he would puke just by seeing the faces of these illiterate Arles. He heard the clattering of small boots making their way to his seat. A figure sat next to him. Their straight-light brown hair reached just below their shoulders. He looked at the figure's face realising they were also looking straight back at him with a small-kind smile...

He glanced away, his cheeks turning a tint of light pink that wasn't noticeable to others.
He still managed to figure out that the figure's large, dark brown eyes were still staring at him.

"You know It's bad to stare, right?" Izuku sounded calm and silent as he spoke. He heard the figure retort back with a hint of sass.

"Could say the same to you." A female voice said with a friendly grin. Izuku locked eyes with the figure to figure out that she was Neutral with average height. He noticed her bringing out her hand for a handshake. "Hi, I am Camie Utsushimi. You can call me Camie, I don't mind. Also, I love your fit."

He replied with a small smile, as he brought his hand to return the favor. 
"Exon Midoriya, you can figure out a nickname to call. Thanks for the compliment. I honestly love your fit also." He remained unbothered by the fact that the face of a person who worked in the Arle industry was staring right back at him.

Camie felt good that she had a decent conversation with a stranger who could potentially become her best friend. The bell rang, and many students gathered their belongings scattered on their desks. They packed their bags and took out their books, trying to appear as smart individuals. Izuku noticed many unfamiliar and familiar faces entering the class at the last minute. He recognized a few because he had done his background check on many of his classmates to make sure he knew who he was dealing with. 

Red hair, spiky upward hairstyle, red eyes slightly pointing inwards. A small scar just above their head and small eyebrows with an average height. Izuku recognized him too. 

Ejiro Kirishma; An Arle, Consigliere of the head of the Arle's industry, right-hand man, the puppet of the leader. Second in line to die at Izuku's hands, but that information is not known. Not spoken, so when the time comes, it will be a bomb that Izuku would love to throw.

Next to him was another familiar face that Izuku had researched about. A face he had already seen. A face he had already met. A face he just talked to. 

Hitoshi Shinso; An Arle. messy, Indigo-colored hair. 
The Consigliere of the underboss. 

Izuku felt a little nudge at his shoulder, he tensed up as his eyebrows furrowed looking in the direction of the nudge. He slowly realizes that Camie is looking at him with a Cocked eyebrow with confusion etched on her face. He painted a smile on as he let his shoulders loose, resting his hands on the table.

"So you're new?" Camie began a conversation. 

"Yes," replied Izuku, looking directly at her, his face resting in his hands on the table.

"Same here." She replied casually as she shuffled through some papers clipped in a folder, bringing out the first lecture that will begin today; Maths. Izuku would excel at it considering how much time he spent studying in school. He might forget a few formulas here and there, but it would be fine. However, the syllabus would be different because the Arles were given a harder time at school, compared to the Merles. The merles have is easy because people thought they were too dainty or delicate for higher education; one of Izuku's many reasons to prove them wrong. 

As much as Izuku can remember, he studied a lot. He knows he studied a lot considering the fact that he searched millions of websites to find the PDFs and copies of Arles syllabus, learning everything in his free time to bring them down in the future one way or another. He did that to bring them down in the worst way possible. 

It's ironic how strange and dangerous revenge is. Blinded by fury, the victim risks everything, driven by the need to see their enemy fall. But as the obsession deepens, the line between victim and villain blurs, leaving a faint image of how it used to be. 

But it's worse when the victim is not afraid of the outcome, the disaster. It's a disaster when the victim wants everything to dissolve into nothing. 'To kill as many and save as many.' Izuku once heard that line but now he understands it. 

The whole lecture went by with ease as the teacher finally left the class, resulting in students breaking their obedient masks. One thing that Izuku could not understand was why this girl beside him kept pretending that they had been best friends since 4th grade and that they had been inseparable ever since then. Izuku does not find fun in being rude just for the sake of being rude, but cut him some slack- he's already having a hard time trying not to cringe when he sees some dude go up and start introducing themselves like they are the all mighty themselves. 

"As a class in this university, I believe, that we should be following the idle characteristics of students in Keio University and not ruining our status by disturbing the class." A blue-haired guy said with straight hands that were moving in every direction as he spoke.

Every student present in the class turned their heads towards him except Izuku who looked down at his table slightly scratching the top surface of it. One guy from the other table with black hair color exclaimed, "Then how should we act?" The guy snickered as he looked back down at his phone in his hand. 

A girl with orange hair yelled, "Hey, that's my phone!" Never mind; it wasn't his phone. And just like that, the whole class went back to being a fish market, which was currently selling the biggest fish, creating the loudest ruckus. Izuku felt like his ears were already going to explode. 

"OKAY, EVERYBODY, time for an introduction every one of us!." Kirishima cheered loudly, as everybody agreed loudly except Izuku who looked like he was dying with boredom. "Starting with YOU!" He continued, as everyone anticipated. Izuku was confused as to why everybody was quiet suddenly so he looked up to catch up on what was happening. And that's when he realized that Kirishima was pointing his finger at him with a toothy smile.

"Oh uh..." Izuku stammered startled. He continued, "I am Exon Midoriya, A Neutral, and uh would you mind telling me, what things am I supposed to say about myself?" Well, it looks like one thing is certain, he can't make anything on the spot-- probably the reason they sent him and only him here to work on that simultaneously. Izuku is so thankful that his stammering won't lead to any suspicion of him. 

Kirishima chuckled, as he placed a hand on Izuku's shoulder, "Don't worry bro, speak out, we aren't going to bite, except maybe one person- but you would probably not meet them." He shrugged thinking.

Now suddenly, Izuku's mind was more active than ever. Who was this person? And if he is not able to meet them normally then that means it's probably one of the heads. 

Theories took place in Izuku's mind, his brows furrowing as he tried to solve the complex puzzle on his own not realizing that a certain red-haired person was awkwardly still standing in front of him.

Once Izuku realized, he quickly said "Oh uhm, well if you want to know anything, I will tell. It's just that I don't know what to tell." He emphasized "What".

"Okay. Well, I am Ejiro Kirishima, and here's my buddy," He grabbed the same black hair dude's shoulder who stole the phone of that one girl, and brought him to a side hug, "Hanta Sero." He spoke for the black hair dude who was currently playing on his switch, but I don't know if we have the guarantee that it's his switch or not.

Everybody slowly introduced themselves, as they all got to know each other more and on the other hand, Izuku found out more about them. Information that he will write in his journal later to contemplate. And, slowly the process was going smoothly, everything was in its place. The plan is officially ready to start, and Izuku. definitely. has. a. plan...