Iron Maiden

New Allies

A few days have passed since the first day of school, and whatever was said about U.A was an understatement. The school was as big as a University campus, or maybe even bigger. The main gates were so massive that I assumed it was for any giants but I never saw any. The main building itself was shaped in the letter "H" to represent the word 'Hero.' If that wasn't enough, it is surrounded by an extraordinary amount of nature that it would fool people into believing the school was built in a national park. The overall architecture, style, and agriculture left me blown away.

My first day of school was fair. I am in Class 1-H, the official Support Class; I met my classmates, and my teacher who is a Pro Hero named Power Loader. He wears a yellow helmet that reminds me of the claw of a scoop from construction machines, but he's always shirtless which I don't mind because I don't care. His hands are oversized for his body, and his left hand have orange tips on his fingernails so I assume that's where the power of his Quirk originates from. His personality is straightforward and sort of aggressive, but behind that armor you can see a caring hero who wants to push us to outperform our own expectations and his too.

First we had orientation to go to, but I won't go into detail about it. After that we went back to class where Power Loader revealed to us the purpose of the class: Build and build more. The purpose of the Support class is for us to build contraptions, or in my case 'Babies', so we may have our inventions sold to businesses. I don't mind that; I would love to make me some green. The other classes I have are English, Modern Hero Art History, Modern Literature, and Math but they aren't really important to me.

For the few days I have been here, I have to say the school does surpass my expectations about how phenomenal it is. The food is delectable; the teachers are fun and respectable, and though it's a big school, it has an easy and understandable navigation system so we don't get loss when traveling from one place to another. It really proves why it is the number one high school in the world. Though there is one downside to it from my personal preference. Every day I pass by Class 1-A on my way to class, and I am just reminded of what the projection of All Might told me and the pit of depression I was put into for a few minutes. Those few minutes felt like a lifetime to me. I can't even begin to explain the hopelessness I felt, and how I believed that I was only a burden to my parents. However, like all things; we mustn't give up even though all seems lost. It just takes a little push to get things going again, and Tony Stark gave me that push.

I spent another productive day building a new baby. This baby, that I was building was a jetpack. I've always wanted to build a jetpack but the parts I needed to construct one were illegal to toss into a trash or recycling bucket, so I was never able to refurbish one at the Center. My classmates and I are on good terms surprisingly. They leave me alone while I work, and I won't bug them. After about three days of school, they got annoyed of me and I understand why. I'm a handful to deal with, and I genuinely hate to answer questions that are deemed 'too simple' in my eyes.

The lunch bell had rung, but I never left the room. "There's still more work to be done on this baby!" I yelled out as I heard words flying around about me from my classmates. I tuned out those people a long time ago, so I wasn't focused on what they said.

"At least get something to eat, Hatsume." Power Loader told me while he was putting away the last of his tools, "Having a full stomach increases work output, and helps the brain process much more efficiently. You need the food."

"Food will come later! Time is unlimited, but also ironically limited! For we do not know when the last moments of our existence will come to a screeching halt, and fall like the Hindenburg!" My mood swings depending on the situation I am currently performing, and since I was bullied and alone a lot in school, I have almost no social skills nor complete understanding of basic human needs. Such as not knowing when I offend someone.