i was just sitting in my seat with my head down, listening to venom rave over stupid shit, when i heard my classmates start talking about how the class had been on the news.
everything was actually quite calm until the weird grape kid and bakugou started making a racket, and i covered my ears to try and drown out the noisiness.
god they're so fucking annoying
i silently agreed, tuning out of the conversation until something important to our learning would actually happen.
the door abruptly slid open to reveal our teacher, who i honestly hadn't been expecting to see back so soon.
"morning."
"aizawa-sensei, you're back too soon!" my classmates exclaimed, and i covered my ears again. it's too fucking early for all this bullshit, i swear to god.
"so you're all right, aizawa-sensei?" iida loudly questioned.
i don't know if you can call covered from head-to-toe in bandages and limping "all right."
"my well-being doesn't matter. more importantly, the fight is not yet over," he lazily states, making everyone tense.
"fight?"
"don't tell me..."
"the villains again...?!"
"the u.a. sports festival is drawing near," the man answers, though he sounds bored while doing so.
i cover my ears as my classmates once again scream, "that's a super normal school event!"
"is it okay to have a sports festival so soon after the villains snuck inside?" earjack girl asked, tail boy following up with, "what if they attack us again or something?"
"apparently, they think of it as u.a. showing that our crisis management system is solid as a rock by holding the event. security will also be strengthened to five times that of previous years.above all, our sports festival is a huge chance. it's not an event to be cancelled because of a few villains."
yes! we get to beat people up! finally! you didn't let me the last couple times! venom shouted excitedly, and i sighed quietly.
'i don't know if it's a good idea to let you loose. i'm not sure about this festival at all...'
shut your ass up! we are doing this!
'it's ultimately my call, so you shut your ass up.'
annoying ass human
'fucking parasite.'
don't call me parasite!
"our sports festival is one of japan's biggest events. in the past, the olympics were called a festival of sports, and the whole country was crazy about them. as you know, with reductions in scale and population, they're now a shell of their former glory. and now, for japan, what has taken the place of those olympics is the u.a. sports festival!
"of course, joining a famous hero agency will get you more experience and popularity. time is limited. if you expect to go pro, then the oath to your further will open up at this event. once chance a year- a total of just three chances. no aspiring heroes can afford to miss this event. if you understand that, then don't slack off on you preparations!"
"yes sir!"
"home room is dismissed."
after class was over and cementoss walked out of the room, the class went right back to being noisy as all hell. i was starting to get a fucking headache from how loud everyone was being.
aoyama was being dramatic, and some people were whining or getting teased by their friends, meanwhile i'm just over here dying inside like always.
uraraka seemed to be the most enthusiastic out of them though, looking like she'd beat the living shit out of anyone who got in her way of doing her best.
in the lunchroom, i found hitoshi and smiled slightly as i went to go and sit over with him.
that is, if i hadn't been called over by a certain egotistical bitch of a hero in training.
"ah, rin-chan! it's so nice to see you again! i haven't seen you since before school ended!" neito said mockingly as he grabbed my shoulder, and i growled at him. i swear to god he's so annoying.
he dragged me over to a table with some of his classmates, and i grew tenser as we approached.
"neito-kun, please just let me go, you know i hate being forced to talk to people, please don't make me do this..." i pleaded, but the blond just smirked and pushed me into one of the empty seats before plopping in the one next to it.
"everyone, this is sasaki rin, one of my friends from my old school. rin-chan, these are some of my classmates from class 1-b," he introduced, and i nervously waved my hand at them.
there was a girl with an orange ponytail who smiled politely at me, making me blush a bit at how pretty she was.
"hello, sasaki-san, my name is kendo itsuka. it's a pleasure to meet you. i'm sorry that you had to put up with monoma-kun last year."
"it's alright, i'm just sorry you guys have to put up with him this year."
"i'm tetsutetsu tetsutetsu! nice to meet ya!" a boy with silver hair and weird eyebrows exclaimed, and he oddly reminded me of kirishima.
the last person was a very pretty girl with green hair that looked like vines, and she smiled at me as well. oh god, my heart can't handle these super pretty girls.
"my name is shiozaki ibara. you seem like a very nice girl, sasaki-san," she stated, and my cheeks heated up at how nice her voice sounded.
"n-nice to meet you all, too," i stuttered, and neito clapped me on the shoulder for it, because he's an asshole.
"what class are you in, sasaki-san?" tetsutetsu asked, shoveling food into his mouth as he did so, which earned him a dirty look from the two girls.
"i-i'm in class 1-a."
they seemed to freeze at that, not having expected it at all. i can see why, since i'm such a weird and nervous person that doesn't really look all that strong.
"it's alright, she's one of the better ones. she may not look it, but she deserves her spot in that class, despite how much i hate it," neito assured them, and i was honestly shocked to see him defending me in front of people who probably hate my class and hold a lot of animosity for it.
"well, i hope we'll get to see your skills in the sports festival," kendo stated, smiling again. this time, i froze, and neito subtly patted my back. he knew i was probably going to be at war with myself for days over this.
"y-yeah, kendo-san, same to you..."
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so yeah. this chapter most likely sucked, but i can't really do much about it (well i can but i'm too lazy).
anyways, i hope u dudes enjoy this. also this might give away a little more insight into who rin is (not really but if ya pick up the hints u might know wut i'm getting at).
lol bye i guess
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