Midoriya's first class was Literature. Tokoyami's was Science, so they were going different ways.
They waved to each other and the green haired boy walked off to his classroom. When he got there, there were a few students who had already arrived.
"Ayyyyy welcome to class, what's your name buddy?" A blond jogged up towards Midoriya. Taken by surprise, he could only answer a few second later.
"Uh, I'm Midoriya Izuku, what about you?"
"I'm Kaminari Denki! Hope we get along."
Someone with a head of spiky red hair came up from behind Kaminari. "And I'm Kirishima, your amazing classmate," He grinned and crouched into a flexing pose.
Kaminari was quick to do the same. "Check out these guns!!"
They collapsed in a fit of giggles.
A smile crept onto Midoriya's face. I guess these two are the class jokers.
"Hoi! Hey! You in the red shirt!" A female voice was heard from the door. Midoriya whipped around, HE was wearing a red shirt!
A girl with short brown hair was standing at the doorway, face lit up with the brightest smile Midoriya had ever seen. He didn't have time to react when she started walking towards him.
"You! Midoriya-kun, right?" She asked, still beaming. The green haired boy felt like he was going to go blind just looking at her. He nodded.
"I saw you on the application result collection day! You almost didn't get in because of your carelessness in math, but your analysis skills were so good, they let you in! Right?!" The girl queried excitedly. Midoriya nodded again nervously. "W-wait! I don't know who you are...!"
"My name is Uraraka Ochaco!!"
"Okay, um... Uraraka kun!"
Uraraka beamed again and continued on about how he had helped her on a practice question while they had been waiting for the screening test to start despite not knowing who she was, and how she wanted to thank him and how she thought Midoriya was amazing.
G-gah! I'm so flattered...
He suspected he was blushing and used his hands to cover his face. Kirishima pulled him over when Uraraka finally stopped talking and said in a low voice while grinning, "Nice, dude. A girl already seems into you on the first day of school."
Midoriya blushed again and shook his head.
Their lit teacher soon arrived. "Good afternoon class. You can call me Mr. Aizawa now sit the hell down." He deadpaned. Mr, Aizawa looked like he had just taken a hundred-year nap but also looked like he needed a hundred-year nap. He had long, shaggy black locks too. He was like goth Sleeping Beauty but probably a much more worthful human being.
"Gooddd aaffternnoon Mr. Aizawaaa," the class replied.
The tired-looking teacher sat down at his desk and began to take attendence. The rest of the day was interesting. A student named Ashido seemed to unknowingly and constantly be pissing Mr. Aizawa off, and somehow the class was kept in line while people still managed to joke around a little."How do you like your first class? Kaminari asked.
"It was... quite fun.." Midoriya replied, with some kind of slightly giddy feeling in his chest. You know, the one when you've just had a great time with other people?
"It was LIT wasn't it???!" Kaminari yelled loudly and pointed finger guns at Kirishima, who proceeded to imitate a air horn. Midoriya stiffled a giggle.
The red head calmed himself down. "Speaking of, would you like to come for a party tomorrow?" He asked suddenly.
"What?"
"A party. To start the school year," Kirishima grinned, his signature sharky smile in display.
It IS a free day tomorrow, after all, Midoriya thought. Why not?
"Alright, I'll go. Give me the details during Science later, okay? We share that class." The green haired boy said. Kaminari and Kirishima breathed a 'YES!' and waved goodbye, heading off to their Math class.
Midoriya jogged off to his Social Studies class, his heart racing.
The next day, a party awaits!
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FanfictionMainly Midoriya Izuku X It's Midoriya's first year in college, and he knows no one but his strangely aggressive childhood friend, Bakugo Katsuki. The year starts off with a splash as someone named Kirishima Eijiro ignites a party to start the schoo...