The First Generation

The Day After

One thing that Izuku hadn't exactly taken into consideration when he had come up with the idea of Heroism was one that, in retrospect, he really should have. How he had missed it was honestly ridiculous, but it was going to be something that was going to mess with each and every single person that got involved with their group. Everyone would be affected, no matter who they were, and what their Quirk was, or how hard they worked.

They barely got enough sleep.

Waking up in a morning was infinitely more difficult. He was absolutely exhausted beyond all measure. Why exactly he hadn't expected this was actually beyond him, now that he thought about it. His eyelids felt like weights, and light stung his actual eyes. He'd barely gotten about what amounted to four hours of rest after running like hell from the scene of Todoroki's one man display of pure power. Even though no one else had really had the opportunity to do much, the outing itself served as a good way to cut their teeth on the idea of going out at night, to patrol, and to figure out what sorts of things were ahead of them. It was a gentle way to indoctrinate themselves into acting like Heroes from the comic books. Or as gentle an induction as it could possibly be.

Still, he had to let out a groan as he forced himself to sit up in his bed. He might not have had much to do last night, but that still didn't stop him from being exhausted. Totally against any real choice of his own, he now woke up at eight in the morning no matter how little sleep he'd had the previous night. Having to wake up for classes around this time had conditioned him into this schedule with his body, even when he knew he had more time to sleep, to relax and to recover.

He just found himself unable to do so. He was used to being active, to doing things, to being in places and doing various tasks. Having lived to help improve the state of the world for those who were born with Quirks, he was used to waking up early, but he was always on a decent sleeping pattern. Heroism had torn that particular pattern to pieces. That was something he knew that he was going to have to get used to. Being tired all the time. Getting naps in during the afternoon, or wherever he could.

Of all the things that he had expected to come into contact with as a Hero, a messed up sleeping schedule certainly hadn't been one of them.

Still, it was part of what he had to do... And besides, he wasn't going to hide it. He was a little bit excited to hear what the news had to say about The First Generation.

Quickly, he dressed himself in his uniform, in accordance with the rules that stated students needed to be in uniform, no matter what day it was. He went over to the mini-fridge that he kept in his room, grabbed a can of soda, cracked it open, and took several long, deep gulps of the cold liquid inside. The sudden intake of caffeine helped him feel a bit more alert and awake, even if it was unhealthy a thing to do first thing in the morning. He made a mental note to stock up on those sorts of drinks – He had a feeling that he was going to be needing to rely on them in the foreseeable future.

Feeling slightly more alert than he was about a minute ago, Izuku made his way out of his room and towards the main kitchen. He thought about knocking on Mina's door, since, knowing her, she was probably still fast asleep, but he decided against it. Mina wasn't a morning person at the very best of times, and he remembered that she was one of the more anxious people about starting up the Hero idea. Combine that with the nerves of what had actually gone down yesterday, and yeah, she'd be out like a light. Letting her sleep seemed like the kinder thing to do.

Besides. She might be one of his best friends these days... But he still held some awkwardness about her.

Especially due to that near kiss not long after meeting her. He hadn't forgotten about that in any real way, but he'd pushed it aside. They both seemed to have put it aside, in favour of dealing with what had been far more important at the time. Settling into Yuuei, training, and sorting out becoming Heroes. Those things had taken precedent over any awkward feelings or misconceptions that they felt towards one another. Eventually, both seemed to have, at least on the surface, forgotten about the incident.