One sided love.

New Student.

It was your first time about to meet your new classmates and teacher. You was originally in Class 1B, but your quirk was powerful enough to get you transferred into the hero course. As you approach the door saying "1A", your heart starts to beat. The nervousness has completely taken over, and youre left shaking as youre about to knock on the door. You hear a loud commotion from the inside of the classroom, and a snarly comment caught your attention.

"Why is some stupid 1B loser joining this class? This is the hero course, not the loser course."

All the nerves in your body turned into rage. You took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Someone with dark blue hair answered for you, and as you walk in, all the eyes turned to you.

"urm.. hi. I'm Y/N. I transferred to this class from 1B." you said shyly, forming a small smile on yoor face.

"Hello Y/N, please find a seat and get your notebook out. This is a note taking lesson." The teacher had stated.

You never got to know his name as he went straight into teaching. He had long black hair and looked tired. You look around the classroom at your classmates to figure out who looks the most friendly like. You came to no conclusion as they all looked intimidating. Especially this one dude sat near the front, he had blonde hair and red eyes.

At last, lunch time. You made your way to the cafeteria and got served the chicken sandwich. You went to go sit with your old classmates since you haven't made any friends yet and they fell silent when you sat at their table.

"What's up guys? Did you learn anything new today?" you asked with a beaming smile. Class 1B was much more friendly than the ones in Class 1A, they immediately befriended you when you entered the classroom on the first day.

"Yeah we don't want you here." Monoma said with an aggitated look. He continued eating his food as you sit there in total shock.

"What do you mean?" A saddened look formed onto your face.

"We. Don't. Want. You. Here." Monoma stated slightly louder. He was drawing attention to the table. You looked around to see the same unsettling eyes which laid on you earlier that day.

"What have I done?" You thought Class 1B was nice. It seems to be that you came to the wrong conclusion as they are just as mean.

You picked up your tray and went over to another table of Class 1B, where they shook their heads of disapproval. You felt tears start forming in your eyes as you ran out of the cafeteria and into the school bathrooms to eat in a cubicle. You thought high school would be different then middle school, yet you're sat in a cubicle eating lunch as you did 5 years prior. You sat down and cried.

The bathroom door swung open and you heard a group of girls having a conversation:

"Haha did you see her face?"
"oh my gosh. yes."
"oh she totally got owned"
"serves her right for thinking shes better than us!"
"oh my god, for real."
"just because her quirk is more powerful, SHE gets put on the hero course."

The moment that sentence came out, you knew they were talking about you. Your ear moved closer to the door so you could hear everything they are saying.

"Isn't she stupid too?"
"Yeah, she failed the enterance litterature exam."
"Who even fails that?"
"Her. Duh. She's a total idiot."

Your face dropped. Maybe becoming a hero wasn't the right idea. You hate this school. The people here are horrible and rude and you wish you never passed the enterance exam.

"Hey, shut it." A new voice is recognized. This person was not someone known to you. Are they also new?

"Who are YOU to tell us to shut up?" the Class 1B girls snickered.
"I am a Class 1A student, and people don't get transferred because they're stupid and not capable. Maybe you guys are the idiots if shes being compared to you. In my class today, she was keeping to herself and i couldn't help but notice how friendly she looked. You guys think it's funny to mock her for being better than you?"
"WHY YOU-" the other Class 1B girls held the main girl back. They all stormed out the bathroom together, leaving the Class 1A girl laughing as they left.

Someone knocked on the cubicle door.
"I know you're in there Y/N" a girl said. You unlocked the door and emerged from the cubicle with dried tears staining your face. The makeup you had on had completely washed away with the crying you had done. Who was this girl? Why was she being so nice? You are just a new girl after all..