"New student? In the middle of the year? Bet ya ass they payed their way into the hero course!"
" You want me to tutor gloomy Batman over there? He would probably blow my head off!"
" I can't stand him! Only positive thing about him is his handwriti...
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" I came here to learn and work like you did. You do not have any right to bellitle me based on the time I got here. " - S. T.
To set my foot in Yuuei was something I had envisioned for months now. Not that I ever saw it coming true yet, here I was. At last - a dream come true.
Or more, the first baby step to my dream coming true. Not that I imagined that a baby step would take all my relationships and conection, everything my parents entrusted me unwillingly to be accepted. Pulling strings I didn't tie together myself was unsettingly easy on my consciousness.
Clearing my thoughts from that head sppinner of a conversation about my own moral compass, I stepped in the dorm building for my class. The '1-A' on it's facade was intimidating enough so I was pleased not having to meet my classmates-to-be right away.
I was basically intruding their home space. And since the sports festival broadcast and all these news scoops I've saw a few frequently shown, rather scary faces. Not that I was a coward!
Gosh, let me start again. I've saw a lot, I guess. So, no, Bakugo Katsuki or whoever that class could send my way, didn't scare me.
But something about the feral behaviour of that boy was slightly off putting. I shook my head again as I counted the steps up to my dorm room. Surprisingly the rooms didn't have the usual numbers but the student's names on them.
" Satsuko Tsubaki ". Satsuko Tsubaki of class 1-A. Hero course student. It did have a nice ring to it. But I couldn't help but wonder, if I had to do this all just to get in now, what kind of push overs was the class full of?
Without delaying it further I entered my room - just the bed from my home here and a lot of unopened boxes. Dropping my suitcase next to them I put on my UA uniform - I swear to god they could probably not choose an uglier shade of green for that. Putting ny hair into a loose bun so it wouldn't get in my way I took a look in the mirror on the door.
The "bun" was a mess of tangled black locks as I never really learned how to make them, the orange tie's end showing in between them. My eyes as always vivid and surprising in their mismatched colors, squinted as I smiled at myself.
It was a bit funny. Most of my weird appearance traits came from being a foreigner instead of a quirk and as much as I knew I looked different enough to notice and not enough to be explainable by a quirk, I stared at myself in mirrors. A bit narcissitic, was it?
As if I've not lived my whole life in this very same skin. Chuckling to myself I grabbed my bag and headed for the school building and my classroom.
Since a friend pointed it out recently I couldn't stop checking it out. Was I that different with my olive skin, freckles and the hawaiian shirts I wear? Deffinitely Haruhi blended in better than me and she was going through a harajuku phase!
- Mr. Aizawa?
- Yes, enter.
Annoyed with the bad responses I was already expecting I reached for the door handle accidentally slaming it open instead of doing it calmly like a normal person should. Why was I even here? - I asked myself with a mental facepalm.
When my friends suggested I try out as a hero I was ready to refuse without batting an eye. Yet, it was the best opportunity I could hope for.
- Please do not slam the doors, we already cause enough destruction as it is, miss Satsuko.
- Y-yes! I'm sorry!
Having to bow in apologize on my first day was not in my plans. Nor was the class that greeted me. Some emitter types looked nice, there were a few mutants - chicken head, octopus, a tailed boy-
- This is the new student I was talking about- - You really didn't. - Someone murmured with a tone, hinting of the teachers usual forgetfullness. - And she will be joining us from today on. Introduce yourself and then.. we should work out... the pair for the english assigement...
And there was smoke. The Bakugo Katsuki was already not sitting but standing in his seat.
- Huh? New student? In the middle of the year? What kind of a bourgeoise bullshit is this? Bet ya she bought her place in here!
Another boy I could recognize for being always in trouble stood up. Iida Tenya stood up asking the feral blond to calm down, a few others followed suit and just like a pouty toddler he was back down but glaring daggers.
- Iida, you take it from here. - Aizawa mumbled faster that I thought he could and with thet zipped up a sleeping bag I didn't even see him pull out.
Already in bad mood, thanks to Mr. Popcracker pants I bowed once more to introduce myself.
- Name's Satsuko Tsubaki and I hope we get along... maybe? Probably not..- I muttered under my breath looking for something to say and finding nothing. - I took a course to catch up on the material so I'm only behind on the trouble y'all always seem to get into.
I offered a lame joke and surprisingly some people laughed even. Slumping my shouders with sweet relief I grinned.
- Any questions?
- Why enrolling so late?
- Ehh, my family had a bit of situation, so I was... kind of lost, metaphorically, so I took courses and tests so UA would let me enroll even tho I was late!
- What is your quirk? - Midoriya asked.
And for a moment I was almost proud I knew a few names thanks to all these inteviews. At least they didn't conect me to my family's bussiness and the news around it. These kids most probably would prefer talkshows about the hero life instead of serious news and I could not be more glad.
It was a good thing I liked my quirk. Rolling up my sleeves, I showed them what I was really proud of.
