Deception(Mha x OC)

Ch 10: Can't be a hero without a name

The pov changes A LOT throughout this chapter, so if you're confused af on what's going on, scroll up to see if the pov changed at all :)
Today's song: A Match Into Water by Pierce the Veil

3rd pov:
It was still fairly early in the morning, only two days after the sports festival, and class 1A was a mess. No more than usual, but enough that their homeroom teacher, Mr. Aizawa, had to once again yell at them to get in their seats and quiet down. He slowly crawled out of his yellow sleeping bag and stood up.
'We'll be having a new student join us today after her performance in the sports festival,' he spoke, his voice bland as per usual.

He walked over to the door and opened it a bit, inviting the student into the classroom.

Jiro's pov:
I already had assumptions on who the new kid would be, and my suspicions were confirmed when a girl with faded purple hair walked in. Her left arm was in a sling, and her right leg had some sort of brace around it, no doubt injuries from the sports festival.
'This is Shinso Kioshi,' said Mr. Aizawa, 'She's transferring from general studies 1C.'

Immediately, I heard Bakugo grumbling something under his breath from next to me. Whether he was pissed at her for just existing or he wanted to fight her, I wasn't sure.
I looked back and saw Todoroki death staring his desk, definitely angered at Shinso for being transferred.

Mr. Aizawa told her something quietly, and she walked down the rows to the back of the class, a neutral expression on her face. She sat at a lone desk put there earlier that morning.

'Moving on from that, you'll be choosing hero names for your upcoming internships. Make sure to choose something that isn't embrassing to look at because the names you choose now may be your hero name for the remainder of your career,' Mr. Aizawa instructed, 'Which is why we'll have a teacher help you all in choosing your names.'

I looked back to Shinso. Her air of nothingness was now filled with nervousness. She looked kind, though, maybe I could sit with her at lunch.

Kioshi's pov:
I stood outside class 1A, waiting for dad to introduce me to the class. Him and pops had just told me this morning, right before school, that I had been successfully transferred with a majority vote. Only one teacher had objected to me joining the hero course.

I felt uneasy, I was really bad with talking to new people. It also didn't help that I already felt like an outsider. So when my dad pulled the door open a bit, telling me to join the class, I felt even worse. Todoroki Shoto was in this class. The kid whom I slightly emotionally manipulated during the sports festival...

Ok, perhaps I was not exactly the best person, but he did break my right leg, so it made up for what I did to him, I guess.

I walked into the classroom and surveyed the room. Todoroki was at the back of the class, and a very pretty girl who I recognized to be Yaoyorozu from her fight against Tokoyami was sat next to him. The arrogant kid, Bakugo, was sitting next to the far right wall, and he was glaring at me. I stood next to dad awkwardly before he told me to sit at the very back of the class.

I walked through the rows, masking my nervousness the best I could. Putting my bag down next to the desk, I took a seat and turned my attention back towards my dad.
'Moving on from that, you'll be choosing hero names for your upcoming internships. Make sure to choose something that isn't embrassing to look at because the names you choose now may be your hero name for the remainder of your career.'

Right as he finished, Midnight burst into the class, lashing her whip dramatically and standing in an overly sexual pose for a bunch of fourteen to fifteen year old kids. I saw some of the guys, mainly the first kid I fought at the sports festival and a kid with weird purple hair, swooning and staring a bit creepily at Midnight. I wondered if she cared at all.