New beginnings

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may 12
Monday
6:00am

The day of the day I start my first day of school. —6:00 AM, sharp. Good morning world, I sigh to myself realizing there is no more sleeping in for real school. But Maybe I'd make even make some friends. It's my first time being able to live like a normal teenager. Focus, Y/N, I mentally scolded. I had to keep my priorities straight. This was UA, after all. The opportunity of a lifetime.

"Hmm should I leave my hair down or put it upp" I thought to myself. Then I looked at the clock and it had alr been an hour just from showering. "Guess I'm leaving it down, I can't be late for my first day" I did my makeup just lightly cause if we do an outside activity I'm not tryna look crazy.
The walk to school wasn't far, and before I knew it, the towering structure of UA came into view. Even though I had visited before, it still managed to amaze me. The building was enormous, almost intimidating, with large windows reflecting the morning light. As I stood there, staring up at the entrance, I couldn't help but admire the sheer size and significance of it all. This was where some of the greatest heroes had trained, and now, I was going to be part of that legacy.

This is it, I thought, taking a deep breath as I headed inside.

I weaved through the halls, trying to find my way to Class 3-A. The place was alive with students chatting, laughing, and hurrying to their classrooms. The nerves were still there, but the energy around me was contagious. I found myself smiling as I walked.

Just as I passed by a classroom door, distracted by what was happening inside, I felt someone bump into me hard.

"Oof!" I gasped, catching myself before I stumbled too much.

"Whoa! Sorry about that!" A voice quickly followed, and I looked up to see a guy with messy yellow hair, grinning sheepishly at me.

I brushed it off, laughing lightly. "No worries, I wasn't paying attention either."

He chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "Yeah, I guess we're both a bit out of it. I'm Denki, by the way—Kaminari Denki."

"I'm Y/N," I replied, offering him a smile. "I was just kind of... taking it all in. This place is huge."

Denki nodded enthusiastically. "Right? It's like a hero HQ or something. Makes you wonder how we'll survive it all."

I smirked. "Survival of the fittest, I guess. But hey, at least we're making an impression," I joked, thinking about how I nearly face-planted into him.

"True! I mean, nothing says 'I belong here' like tripping into someone on your first day," Denki teased, his grin widening. "So, where're you headed? General studies?"

I shook my head, "Actually, I'm in Class 3-A."

For a second, Denki just blinked at me before his jaw practically hit the floor. "Wait, Class 3-A? The hero course? No way! You got into the hero course as a third-year? That's like, super rare!"

I nodded my head, agreeing with him "Yeah, I heard it was, I was surprised that I got into hero course myself."

"That's awesome!" he said, genuinely impressed. "I'm in 3-A too! I don't know many new people who get into the hero course this late, but that's pretty amazing."

Denki motioned for me to follow him as we walked down the hall together toward class. "C'mon, let's go. You'll get to meet everyone."

As we stepped into the classroom, I couldn't help but notice how lively it was. Everyone seemed to already know each other, chatting and joking around. Denki led me over to a group of students standing near the back.

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