Experiment Gone Wrong [Book 1 Completed]

Internships

After getting a days rest from the sports festival, UA was back in action once more. Students were buzzing about, chatting about the festival and the reactions from those who watched them. Class 1-A was no different, an excited buzz and pep in everyone's step as they chatted giddily. Izuku and Katsuki weren't any exception to this; mainly Izuku blabbering and droning on about everything that had happened and what he had missed. Though, all noise in the room slowly dissipated as the door was slammed out and closed, courtesy of Shouta. Everyone sat down and closed their mouths, though some were still twitching and shaking with excitement and giddiness. Shouta cleated his throat as the excited buzz died down.

"As you know, the sports festival was a way to prove yourselves to everyone, as well as a chance to get scouted for internships. We've gotten a staggering amount of offers for everyone in this class," he clicked a button on a remote, a graph appearing on the board. "The offers were more spread out, with most heroes opting to choose those who won. But, even if your name doesn't appear on here, you still have offers to take up. You can spend this time sorting through your offers and deciding who you wish to intern with for the week. If you have any question, I'll be behind this podium." He handed everyone their stacks of offers before zipping himself inside his sleeping bag and flopping to the floor to rest.

"Wow. So many people want you and Todoroki as their interns. Though there's no surprise there, seeing as you won and Todoroki for second," Izuku commented, slouching down a bit as he stretched over the table. "You'll have to sift through so many. Hopefully you can find someone that suits you."

Katsuki hummed in acknowledgement, nodding slightly as he scanned through his large stack of papers. "Worry more about yourself, nerd. You also have a shit ton to go through. You did manage to defeat Icyhot and work your way to the semi-finals," he lightly smacked a paper on Izuku's head, earning a pout and a groan from the greenette as he slumped down. "So don't go saying anything just yet."

Izuku pushed himself back up and began going through his offers, placing them into three different piles. Those he likes, dislikes and doesn't know, which isn't a lot. After sorting them into piles, he began going through the still quite large stack of heroes that he likes. Sorting through them took longer then he had wished, but he managed to sift through and get down to a total of 20 forms to go through from the stack of over a hundred he had before. He looked up at Katsuki who had done the same thing as him. Sorting through about a thousand offers from all different agencies and getting down to around 35. Digging, Izuku began looking over the forms and analysing them, seeing which hero did and what they focused more on in battle.

'Death Arms, Kamui Woods, Mantle, Native, even Present Mic and Midnight, oh and Extoplasm as well. Hmm... the first two focus more on battle... Mantle is rescue as far as I know... not sure about Native. The teachers are a mix of rescue and battle. Most of the other forms I have are battle orientated and focus more on quirk use then anything. I might end up taking Present Mic's offer. His agency is out of the city and he could help boost my confidence more. Seems like an open and shut case to me...' Izuku nodded his head slightly, deciding to take up Present Mic's internship offer. He collected the other offers and placed them together, creating a neat stack upon his desk. 'I wonder who Kacchan has chosen.'

You're really thinking into this, huh? Though, I guess it is good to think things through before you enact on them. Would be h̵̙̕e̵̞͆ļ̶̈́p̵̱̋f̷̟̾u̸̼͑l̶͉̈ ̶̢̏t̶͓̿ó̴̦ ̵̪̓ḱ̵̳n̸̝͝o̵̩̽w̶̦͂ ̷̺̎t̷̺̃h̶͚̏i̷̲͘s̴̟̅ ̵̬̌i̸͈̓n̷͖̆ ̴͕͒ţ̷̕h̷̳̀ě̶̼ ̴̳͛f̸̘̐û̵̥t̵̠̽ṷ̶̓r̷̳̒ė̴̳ ̸̜̈å̴̗ǹ̵̮d̵̠̃ ̶͉̈́h̴̪́o̶̬͝w̸̰̚ ̶̫̾t̴͓̀o̴̰͝ ̸̞̇p̸͉̊r̵͙̾o̵͔̐p̸͓̓è̶̩r̵̻̋l̷̹̉y̵͖͌ ̵͓̈́a̸͕͝n̸̊͜ä̶͜l̵̦͠y̷͈̌s̸̨̃e̶͙͠ ̴͑͜p̷̦͆e̷̺̍o̷̪̍p̵̯̀l̴̬̿ē̸͚.̷̻̅ ̷͎̉

He nodded slightly in agreement with Deku, but frowned slightly as the glitch interferes. He also didn't get the chance to ask as the bell suddenly rung, signalling the end of the lesson. Shouta stood up and removed himself from his cocoon like sleeping bag and left the room, Cementoss taking his place.

"You have 15 minutes to continue looking through those offers. After that, we'll get on with the lesson."

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Sighs of relief floated around the class as everyone handed in their chosen offer to Shouta who entered at the end of the day. "Now that everyone has chosen a hero to intern under, I will explain what'll be happening. Next week, you'll all come here, grab your hero costumes and we'll all go down to the train station. When you're with your mentor, follow everything that say. Do not go running off looking for danger or break the law in any way. Do I make myself clear?" A chorus of 'yes sir' filled the air. "Alright. You are dismissed. Take this time to rest up and prepare for your internships." Shouta turned and walked out of the room as everyone stood and started to pack up.

The excited buzz from morning was back, chatter filling the air. "Hey Kacchan. You're you interning under? I'm going under Present Mic." Izuku asked, placing his books into his bag.

"Best Jeanist. It'd be good to learn from a different kind of hero than what I want to be. As you'd and a lot of other fuckers would say, it'd be an opportunity to see the world in a different light," Katsuki slung his bag over his shoulder, heading off with Izuku at his side. "And this'll be the only time when I admit this. I completely agree with that statement, even if it comes from some shit-head extra."

Izuku nodded in agreement as they followed their classmates out the door. The walk to the station was quiet, with the occasional word vomit from Izuku as they made their way home, waving goodbye as they went their seperate ways.