•Sunflower Seeds•

Chapter 16- Destroying yourself

The day after was hectic.

Reporters were standing outside of the U.A gates and kept asking students annoying questions.

"Hey, kid!" Izuku heard someone call. "You, with the wings!"

Izuku turned around to look at the reporter, who was looking down at her notes.

"What kind of lessons..." She cut herself off when she caught sight of Izuku's bandaged face. "What happened to you? Is hero training really that dangerous!?"

"Shut up, will you?" Izuku put his hands in his pockets and shook out his wings. "You're annoying and you should leave before something happens."

"Oh, but I have a few questions for you..."

"Are you fucking deaf, lady?" Izuku glared at her. "I said to go away. You're damn annoying and I don't want to deal with you bastards today."

Izuku started to walk away when he heard someone call out to Kacchan.

He ran over to his friend, picked him up, and flew over the U.A walls. Izuku could hear shouts of protest on the other side of the wall and he could also see Aizawa trying to get the press to go away.

Izuku decided he shouldn't interrupt and decided to walk to class.

Until Kacchan shoved a few bags of stuff into his arms.

"Here, Chicken Wing," Kacchan scoffed. "It won't make up for your face, but I thought you might fucking enjoy them."

Izuku opened one of the bags and inside was 20 bags of sunflower seeds, and there were at least 4 bags.

"How much was this?" Izuku caught up with Kacchan when he started walking away. "I can pay you back."

"Don't even think of it, Deku!" Kacchan's palms crackled in anger. "This was my buy and you're going to fucking eat them!"

Kacchan ripped open one of the sunflower seed bags and shoved a handful of seeds into Izuku's mouth.

Kacchan wrapped and arm around Izuku's neck and dragged him into the classroom.

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"Hope you're rested from yesturday's battle trail," Mr. Aizawa look around the class. "I took the liberty of looking at your marks and evaluation."

He cleared his throat and continued.

"Bakugou. Stop acting like a 7-year-old. You're wasting your talent."

"...I know..." Kacchan took a quick glance at Izuku.

"And you. Are you always planning on destroying yourself for the sake of a battle, Midoriya?" Mr. Aizawa staired holes through Izuku's skull. "You're lucky you only got a scar. Next time it could be a wing or arm."

"I'm sorry sir..."

Mr. Aizawa nodded before continuing.

"Now let's get on with the homeroom notices. I'm sorry to spring this on you all but..." He ran a hand through his hair. "We need to pick a class president."

"Finally, something school like!!!!!" Someone in the class yelled.

Everyone started to jump up in their seats, saying they wanted to do the job. It was absolute chaos.

"Be quiet!" Blue boy yelled. He then gave a whole speech, or something of the sorts, about leadership.

Everyone decided on a voting system. Izuku didn't complain.