Silver Skies // BNHA OC

I Fear That the Door is Being Blocked

"Why the heck are you all here?" Uraraka, who was standing in front of the door, asked, looking baffled at the amount of students outside the door. Mikutori stood up from her rolling chair, walking to stand right behind Iida and Midoriya, who were in turn standing behind Uraraka.

"Do you students have some sort of business with our class?" Iida said.

Mineta immediately pushed in front of Mikutori and the two boys in front of her, and she glared at the small purple ball-headed boy.

"Why are you blocking our doorway?" he said, raising a fist into the air. "I won't let you hold us hostage!"

Bakugo soon walked up past Mikutori, a bored and annoyed expression on his face. She looked at him for a second before returning her glare to the mass of students outside their door.

"They're scouting out the competition, idiots," the blonde said, "We're the class that survived a real villain attack, they want to see us with their own eyes."

Mineta was shaking, pointing at Bakugo, and Midoriya was quick to explain that this was 'neutral' Bakugo.

"At least now you know what a future pro looks like, now move it, extras."

Iida and others immediately started hounding Bakugo for his language, but Mikutori only smirked lightly, as she was thinking around the same thing. She already had thoughts running through her mind as to how she could leave the classroom, not wanting to have to resort to her feathers, as anyone could brush past one and chaos would ensue.

"So this is class 1-A. I heard you guys were impressive, but you just sound like an ass," a boy with tired eyes and purple hair made his way to the front of the group, and immediately, Mikutori did not like this boy, his face was too smug. "Is everyone in the hero course delusional, or just you?"

Mikutori growled low in her throat, already extremely irritated with this boy, her feathers ruffling off her head slightly.

"How sad to come here and find a bunch of egomaniacs," the boy nonchalantly rubbed the back of his head, his eyes closed. The boy went on about not making it into the hero course, and some other things Mikutori couldn't find herself caring about.

If he couldn't get into the hero course himself, then it was no one's damn fault except his own. The boy even went as far to push the threat of non-hero course students being switched out in their place, and Mikutori couldn't help but scoff loudly. Like anyone in their class would fail so bad as to get switched out in place of another student. A few of her classmates, along with some other first-years outside of the classroom looked at her after her loud scoff.

Her quirk wasn't one great for the physical fights Bakugo or Kirishima liked to do, but she was resourceful and agile enough to make it work, taking advantage of distracted people. People just never seem to understand how distracting seeing your greatest fear standing in front of you was.

Mikutori couldn't believe the declaration of war the purple-haired boy was making, while it scared some of the other students, she couldn't help but not be intimidated by him, he didn't seem as threatening as he made himself out to be. It was idiotic, to put yourself out there, all high and mighty, when there was a high possibility of not following it through.

A boy from class 1-B started yelling, but Bakugo completely ignored him, starting to walk out of the classroom, uninterested in the conversation. Kirishima quickly stopped him, blaming him for the other students hating on their class. Bakugo quickly responded, stating how it didn't matter what these other students had to say. Mikutori couldn't help but agree. She never thought she would agree with the explosive blond as much as she was.