what is a hero? ┌izuocha┐

chapter 3

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the door opened to the classroom and he came in, silencing all the present u.a students. that is the teacher, aizawa shota. his class being class 1 a; the class of heroes in training. outside, izuku stood in front of the doors, along side a faltering all might. the idea of having a villain attending u.a was clearly different. there was never cases such as this. although, he must say, he wasn't against it. just a bit worried. what was more nerve wrecking was the grin the young boy wore was so innocently bright. it made all might forget that this was a fifteen year old villain with dark lines under his eyes.

this was a very dangerous quality for a villain.

he adjusted his tie, while listening to his supposed teacher: "students, the new student i've mentioned before will be joining. take into account what i said when preparing you for the... special student and his unique personality."

izuku raised an eyebrow at the teacher's choice of words. yet, he grinned feeling satisfied with the meaning of it.

he turned on his heel facing the blond hero. "which way is better? like this." the green haired teen lifted his red tie, which was shortened, "or the normal way."

all might contemplated if he should answer or be bewildered at his casualness for a bit longer. "uh." he composed himself, "whichever feels right to you, young midoriya."

the boy laughed. "then how about no tie?" he took his time undoing the tie. all might chuckled, while his arms in akimbo position. he had recovered a bit from his uneasiness and found no use in being hostile. he would be his 'all might' self. although, it wasn't that easy, so his face still held hints of nervousness. "hey, all might. bring the new student in." he heard the tired voice of the pro hero, eraserhead. midoriya recognized the guy to be completely and utterly dead inside at first glance.

midoriya chuckled when the blond pro-hero walked ahead to open the door. his rush to do so was funny to the teen. guess the guy likes his entrances. oh, maybe i should follow suit. izuku grinned.

behind the doors of class 1-a, at the very same moment, students were having mixtures of worry and curiosity. thoughts on who this person was, because they had to be discussed about before coming. what was he like? was he that dangerous? there was one person in the class wondering 'why concept' questions. why was he coming here of all places? why did i have to meet him now? why am i not ready? why do i not know what to expect? 

the answers. 

he knew the answers to all those questions, deep down, but he didn't want to admit to some of those answers. his past was haunting him. the blond teen mentally scoffed at his unsatisfactory answers.

in many ways, everyone had mixed feelings about this new student. they were eager to know - even bakugou - just how dangerous he was now.

"i!" a voice boomed throughout the class and they knew who it was. the door was slammed open in a flash with a rather big and muscular blond flashily appearing. "am here - with the new student!" he exclaimed as he gestured to an empty space next to him. what? many students stared confusingly at the miraculous space that managed to be there. slow footsteps were heard and a small young boy took the empty space. his bright smile caught attention of the students as a first impression, but...

"And I too am here!" he winked as he showed a side-way peace sign, his green eye peering through the peace sign. his hand was placed on his hip in a weird pose. "izuku midoriya, your new classmate!" he stuck his tongue out.

... his not intimidating at all!

aizawa took out one of his drinks, while staring at the two nonchalantly. great, another weirdo to babysit.

"too much?" midoriya asked, dropping his hands to his side. as he done so, it was more clear to see the boy's features. forest green hair, wide green eyes matching it and a fragile looking figure; he was quite young-looking. they were told he was the same age as everyone in the class, so they knew better. all might's smile hadn't faltered; however, he did seem a slight bit startled by his innocent act. "no, i think that was brilliantly done!" he said once he recovered from shock. he laughed a throaty laugh that comforted the students.

it was good to hear that all might was all might and treating the boy as a fellow student - although a little awkward.

so, this is the class i'm going to be stuck with. unique. his thoughts weren't too enthusiastic, but he still had his sense of amusement. especially so, when their eyes met: his green, deceptive, innocent eyes and his, rage-filled, red eyes. midoriya smirked in mirth as katsuki widened his eyes. it was too late when the blond tried to hide his small moment of shock; izuku already saw that.

"so, can i take my seat. i'm assuming my introduction was enough?" he turned to look at his new homeroom teacher. "yeah, take that empty one behind hot-head over there." he pointed out as if he had just woken up, which wasn't too far off.

"huh!?" an outburst was a norm for bakugou katsuki, but there was something about his expression. kirishima swore he saw the blond shiver. everyone had certainly noticed a bead of sweat slowly making its way down his cheek.

aizawa being the man he is, hadn't payed mind to his students' hidden dismay and he done what any other normal teacher would do in that moment.

be done with them and go nap in a corner until admin finished.

he needed to get acquainted anyway.

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