❗️DISCONTINUED❗️ ❤️Class mates❤️ (a bnha dating sim fan fiction )

❤️Class 2-A❤️

!QUICK AUTHORS NOTE!
At the time i am writing this, the BNHA characters are not in their second year of high school. If the story line is not following the one that the show is, that is why. I do this so I may write a bet more freely. The way I am putting the classes in UA, is that people will have the same class every year. Without further ado, Please enjoy chapter 2!
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.:YOUR POINT OV VIEW:.
Iida and I walk to our class. Well, 'me following Iida really. We get to the second year hall as we pass by other classes with so many unique students, and with god knows what kinda quirks. I stare to the left of me the whole time, being mesmerized. Iida leads to a holt, causing me to bump into him. "AH- UH- sorry" I say with a nervous smile. "It is absolutely fine! I understand you might be a little distracted because this is all new to you. But please remind yourself to not get your daydreams mixed with your study's." Iida said as if he was a teacher. "I won't." I said determined yet nervous. We stood in front of a huge door labeled class 2-

"Thank you again for helping me." I said. "You're very welcome." Iida graciously said, as he turned the handle on the door to open it. Iida motioned with his hand politely for me to walk in the classroom. "Thank you." I spoke.  Iida nodded in reply as I walked in the classroom. I immediately noticed a familiar face of the the hectic class. -I believe thats bakugou.- I thought to myself. Bakugou was talking with a spiky red haired boy. -hmm maybe I should go clear things up with him.- you thought to yourself. Hoping to make a friend.

Your thought was interrupted by a fluffy green haired boy walking up to you, along with a brown haired girl. "Hey there! Im Ochaco Uraraka!" The girl said with a smile on her face. "And I'm Izuku Midoriya!" The green haired boy mentioned, with a tinge of nervousness in his voice. "Ah! I'm FN LN it's wonderful to meet you both." You responded, palms sweaty (moms spaghetti lol). "You must be new to UA. I haven't seen you before." Uraraka questioned. "Yep! I transferred from  Ketsubutsu academy high school." I had continued. "Well welcome to UA." Uraraka joyfully said. "Yeh! Welcome!" Midoriya said with probably the most genuine smile I have EVER laid my eyes on. I couldn't help but get goosebumps seeing how happy he was, it made me smile.

My thought was interrupted by a short purple haired boy, with balls on the top of his head. "Hey there, you come here often?" The short boy said, with a sly look on his face. "Well this is gonna be my class now so I guess so!" I giggled at his attempt trying to seduce me. "REALLY?! Wonderful! Ehehe..." he said as he rubbed his hands aggressively together and blushed. "Uhhhhh.. thanks? Heh." You responded trying to laugh off the creepy feeling. "Enough fooling around. Take your seats." A tired looking man with blood shot eyes ordered as he entered the classroom. "MR. AIZAWA?!" The whole class shouted in unison.

.:3RD PERSON POINT OF VIEW:.
"I will be your home room teacher this year... again." "As if one year wasn't enough." Mr. Aizawa said, muttering the last phrase. LN seemed confused as everyone took their seats. The class spoke comments such as "oh no." and "Welcome back!" Displaying their opinion on the situation. "Ah... I see we have a new student this year." Mr. Azaiwa acknowledged. Bakugo looked over in curiosity, yet really could care less. He noticed those EC eyes and the HL HC hair. It was the girl that pissed him off this morning. He gave a "Tch." As he turned his head to look to the wall. "Oh- ah- I am FN LN. I have transferred from Ketsubutsu academy high school!" LN introduced herself as she bowed her head. "I see... your pretty lucky, UA doesn't usually accept transfers. You must have a good quirk, don't waste this opportunity." Mr. Aizawa monotony said, making it sound quite harsh. "I won't sir!" LN nervously exclaimed quite 'shocked' per-say (shooketh to the coreth👌) by his tone. LN took her seat as class began. Class was nothing really but a review of the main characteristics of a hero, and what class 2-A had learned the prier year.