Collateral Damage| bnha

chapter seven| faces

"There was no doubt in my mind

Being admitted to UA is just the first step" 

"What happens next?"

"The more that you try to get closer

to the answers the further away you stray"

"What does that even mean?"

"Eventually, things will be clear"

[!]

I wasn't truly looking forward to my first day of class, I know it sounds a bit anticlimactic, all things considered, but perhaps spending the next years of my life stuck in a classroom with a bunch of wannabe heroes was probably on my top ten worst decisions I made. And I've made some bad decisions.

But truly, can you blame me for not being excited about kicking and punching half of the time and the other time having to do some lame activity like picking a hero name? It really all just sounded like a weird mixture of jocks and geeks musical. Nonetheless, Tamotsu insisted that I should get to class earlier, which went against my "not draw attention to myself" three year plan. But I agreed at the end. On the one hand I wanted to visit Shuzenji, who was mostly known as "Recovery Girl" at the school, as she wanted to wish me luck before classes started. On the other hand because if I arrived early that would give a "good impression" and I needed all the good impressions I could get— or at least that is what Tamotsu insisted on. But judging at the emptiness of my classroom, there was really no one to impress.

I looked up at the door, which by the way was like eight times my size, to make sure this was class 1A, then I looked back to the hallways that appeared so empty that for a second there I wondered if maybe my classmates all had some type of invisibility quirk. I kept looking around, making sure I hadn't taken the wrong hallway or ended up at a different UA. I was at the right place, yet there was no homeroom teacher or staff member, nor any student to be seen. I wasn't that early, was I?

I looked down at the time and I realized I was in fact very early, but I was still surprised thre was no teacher supervising ready for orientation. Yet my brain took this opportunity as my one chance to skip class since "there was no teacher", sounded like a plausible excuse. But I knew what Tamotsu would say if he found out:

"The only reason why I wasn't so hard on you about skipping your junior high classes was because you were set on going to the states, it wouldn't have mattered much. But this is different, this is your whole future now"

Also Shuzenji would probably send a pro hero after me before I could even step foot outside the school. I weighed my options, and skipping class still somehow seemed like the best idea. Pretending I care about the pros and cons of each action I make has never really mattered, because at the end of the day I just do what I want. I shifted to my side ready to take a step in the other direction when—

"Oh I see we had the same idea!" I could recognize that annoying computerized voice anywhere. "Arriving early is always a sign of duty and forethought, one can't never be too prepared, specially for a place like UA"

I didn't even bother turning around to check who it was. My blood boiling with anger was already enough of an answer.

I sighed loudly realizing that my one chance was gone. As well as any hope of having normal classmates. I decided to just accept defeat for now and open the classroom door. I walked, keeping my gaze straight ahead as I felt the boy eagerly walking behind to enter the classroom. I locked my eyes on my seat number which was 22, and also to my luck was the last seat of the last row. And judging by the way the boy walked directly to the first row it was safe to assume that I was as far away from him as I could. Maybe all hope isn't lost yet.