Five Words

We Have The Same Fear

Izuku's first week at Yuuei was... A mixed bag felt like the best way to describe it.

Absolutely, he adored this school and everything about it, even if the teaching methods were unorthodox and sometimes quite questionable. Actually, mostly questionable. A school in which any teacher could expel any student for any reason, and allowed the teachers themselves the amount of freedom that Yuuei did, to make allow them to challenge their students to do just about anything that they wanted, within the confines of training obviously, was not a place where traditional thinking was going to survive. Regardless though, it didn't change the fact that, for aspiring Heroes, there was no place finer to learn.

He wasn't going to deny any of this, and he didn't oppose it either. He'd always wanted to attend Yuuei, and now that he was here, he had no right to complain. He wasn't complaining, in fact. The workload, though already rather intense and difficult right out of the gate as Aizawa had warned them it would be, was interesting, and learning new things about the field of Heroism was something he greatly enjoyed.

On top of that too, he actually had friends, and people seemed to generally accept him here. He had a couple of problems in the beginning with Todoroki, but that was quickly straightened out. At the very least, he wasn't hated for merely existing like he was at middle school. Compared to that social nightmare, everyone at Yuuei was friendly. Genuinely friendly, even if a few of them had particularly quirky personalities. That did make sense when he thought about it. Everyone who was there wanted to be Heroes. That was the goal for everyone, and they'd all worked incredibly hard to get there. No one was there to mess around, and all of them at least had that in common. A certain kind of mutual respect and understanding, for one another filled the classroom in that particular sense, even if all they knew about one another was that they wanted to be Heroes.

Outside of that, everyone was basically a stranger to each other, though they could still admire and respect one another's power and how they handled themselves. Given that they'd only known each other for a few days now, it was really all that they had to go off of. Surprisingly though, this seemed to be something Izuku was inadvertently good at.

In fact, he seemed to have a good relationship with most people in his class, despite them not really knowing one another all that well. He had certainly impressed people with the display of One For All, which seemed to have sparked the interest and respect of a lot of people. A large chunk of them had, after the first real combat trial, come up to him and introduced themselves to him personally.

Ashido included. Enthusiastic and bouncy as Izuku remembered her to be.

That however, was bittersweet.

She had been so ridiculously impressed with his dodging, apparently, that even with half the class trying to personally introduce themselves to him and compliment him on his strategy and his intellect during the match with Kacchan, he'd actually managed to get to exchange a few sentences with her. Of course, on his half, they were flustered, and stammered out half-sentences - Half words might be slightly more accurate - But it was a lot more than he'd been able to do in the last half a decade, so he could consider that to be progress. He didn't manage to inquire with her regarding their past before circumstance forced him away from her yet again, but it felt good. Good to talk to her. Good to hear her voice.

But... That was where the pleasant part of that conversation ended.

It basically confirmed to the formerly Quirkless student that she didn't remember anything about him. Were he in her memory at all, she wouldn't feel the need to reintroduce herself, would she? Even if she did feel that need, though Izuku doubted that she was that polite - She had been hyper when he met her, and she seemed just as hyper now - She would have brought it up, wouldn't she? She didn't seem like the type to have any inhibitions about that sort of thing. She would just bring it up, right?