Dear Diary (Powerpuff Trio x Reader)

Lifeline

The heavy footsteps of the students and the principal echoed through the empty hallway as they made their way towards the first-year classes. The classes were on the first floor but the hallways, being long and full of corners made it quite a distance from the front entrance.

"Step lively now," Principal Ogino said as he took another corner, with the students following suit behind him. "These corners and turns can be quite confusing to a new student. One can easily get lost around here so make sure you don't stray behind."

Another unique feature of the school was that the walls were all filled with various framed pictures of people that looked quite familiar. Some of them were pictures of heroes in their costumes, men and women in formal suits, group photos, award receiving photos, paintings, and pictures of classrooms in session. But most of them were of a woman in an all-black hero suit with large, butterfly wings on her back doing all sorts of poses or accepting awards from various organizations.

"While we're on our way, why don't I quickly give you a brief tour and history of our lovely school," the principal added. "The paintings you see on the wall are of our founding mother and the teachers that helped her rise this school from the bottom, along with all the principals who came after her and great heroes that graduated from this school to become aspiring role models in our society. If you look closely, you will notice a lot of them consisting of the same person. That is our founding mother, the famous pro-hero Papillon Noir."

"Black Butterfly," Aoyama's voice piped up from somewhere.

"Yes, indeed," the principal confirmed with a nod. "Most of you may be familiar with Papillon Noir or have heard of her, as she has worked closely with rising heroes such as All Might and Endeavor before her decision to retire. At that time, these suave heroes were just young men when Papillon Noir founded this school," he gestured towards the flight of stairs that had appeared to the right. "This way, please. Quickly now. As I was saying..."

The principal continued explaining the never-ending history of the school until they reached the first floor where the classes were. Waiting for them in front of the classes were two men, one being a tall, lanky man with dark brown hair and round glasses while the other being a slightly shorter man than the former with blonde hair and a wide, Chesire smile.

"We've finally come to the end of our journey and I'm afraid I must depart shortly. But before I do," principal Ogino said as he slowed down to a stop, prompting the students to do so too. Standing between the students and the teachers, he gesticulated towards the two men. "I will introduce you to the teachers who will be receiving you. Mr. Oshima," said man, who happened to be the bespectacled one, waved to the students. "The class teacher of 1-C and Mr. Yoshioka," the blonde man sent them a smile and a nod. "Class teacher of 1-D," the pudgy man then turned to the teenagers. "Students?"

They all bowed to the teachers. "Please take care of us!"

The three men exchanged pleased looks and chuckled.

"Such polite, wonderful students," principal Ogino said in between chuckles. When the students straightened up, he turned to the men. "Alright. Mr. Oshima, you can take care of class 1-A while Mr. Yoshioka, tend to class 1-B. Students," he looked at the students. "You will be following your designated teachers for the day, they will lead you to their classes. Anything you need, please direct your problems to the teachers and you will be attended to immediately."

He sighed and put his hands together. "With that, I wish you all the best and a good day. Teachers," he lightly bowed in front of them. "Please excuse me for leaving."

"Of course."

And with that, he left for his office.

"Alright. Class 1-A," Mr. Oshima raised a hand in the air and proceeded to jerk his thumb towards the direction over his shoulder. "Please follow me this way."