Mr. Pervert (Bakudeku)

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So this is it, the great U.A Academy.

"It's Amazing!"
"Eh, looks boring as ever."

Both freshmen boys stood at the gates of the school they would be at for the next 4 years, along with other students. Kids already mingling with their group of friends talking about the latest news or gossip. Others kids stood by themselves scrolling through their phones or nose in some book; some just stood awkwardly with no one, watching others pass buy seeming to look out of place. Yet, they had to good at something to get into this school.

This is U.A Academy! The most prestigious school in all of Japan, only the best of the best were accepted . No matter your talent, you had to be at the top of your game while maintaining an above average grade.

Soccer being one of the most celebrated sports in U.A by far, not to mention one of the most difficult to get accepted into. If you made it into the U.A soccer team you were for sure going to have a bright future as a professional soccer player. One of those lucky students being a short green haired boy from Tokyo, Izuku Midoryia. And a first year nevertheless, usually freshmen don't get a starting position until their 2 or 3 year being on the team; they perfect and master they're skills until the coach decides they're ready to play. Yet, he seemed like the acceptation.

"Hey, Izuku!" The green haired boy looked over his shoulder trying to find the source of the sound, only to see a familiar face walking towards him.

"Oh, what's up Shoto?" Smiled Izuku facing his best friend who stood in front of him.

"The sky," replied the boy wearing a smirk proud of his answer.

"Don't get sassy with me, that's not what I meant!" Retorted Izuku frowning giving Shoto a small slap on the arm.

"You asked the question and I answered it," said Shoto rolling his eyes. "But, nothing much. My fucking dad got mad at me again for not choosing the soccer program. But, hey it's my life not his! Besides Denki made the program, too."

"Yeah, I heard and I'm so happy for you guys! Shame that Denki didn't make it onto the soccer team with me, it was our dream." His voice became quieter towards the end of his sentence. Izuku And Denki both sent their applications for U.A's soccer program around the same time. Both of them had a good chance of making the team.

Izuku was jumping with joy when he got his letter of his acceptance and immediately called up Shoto and Denki. Denki rejected Izuku's call because he was to busy sobbing in his room. He had just opened his letter telling him that he was denied of a spot on the soccer team and that he shouldn't give up on his dream. What bullshit. When Izuku heard the news he was crushed.

"Hey, it's fine besides he loved art just as much as soccer. Also, I'm coming to ever one of your games-"

"Just please don't wear the shirt."