Flames of Hope (Ye Olde Version)

Chapter 4

The Day Has Come! My first day at U.A is here, and I could feel the nervousness pooling in my gut, I could barely make my tie, it was an absolute mess, so I left it. School is a short train ride from my apartment, and I had soon arrived at the academy. My search for 1-A leads me to a massive door, probably made for someone with a mutation quirk or one that allows them to transform into something massive. From inside, I hear the distinctive shouting of Bakugou, and seemingly robot voice, I waste no more time and thrust open the door, to seem Bakugou with his feet on the desk, and a tall bluenette shouting at him to remove his feet, I can already feel the dull beat of a headache forming in my mind.

"Take you feet of the desk right now! You are disrespecting the makers and upperclassmen who had used it!" Robot boy shouted at Bakugou, who in turn snarled and shouted back,

"Hah?! Who the hell are you Extra? What middle school you from?!" He barked at the robot. The response is,

"I am from Somei Academy! My name is Iida Tenya; And yo-" He abruptly cut off as he noticed me gawking at him in the door way. He bolted up to me and asked, "And who might you be?" gesticulating wildly, his hands moving up and down. Before I could respond to the robot boy, Bakugou demands,

"DEKU! How the hell did you get here!?" He growls aggressively at me, I look into his crimson eyes, showing him I'm not afraid of him anymore. Returning my eyes back to robo-boy, I point to my neck, then right down on a scrap of paper, 'I'm selectively mute, but my name is Izuku Midoriya' The boy nodded twice, then he moves back to Bakugou, who sat silently fuming, a scowl ingrained on his face.

As I make my way to my desk, my eyes fall onto a quiet boy at the back. His split hair, half red and half white, his heterochromia, and scar on his right side all stand out. He looks stunning, I think before I can stop myself; then I realise I'm staring at him, and he stares back with a cold, closed off look. Shaking my head, I let myself move to my seat, unable to take my mind of the pretty boy in the corner, but before I can continue with my train of thought, the large door slides open, but no one comes in. That was until a yellow caterpillar pops up, unzipping itself to reveal our teacher, with a tired deadpan look. Noise dies down as we all look at the man, who takes out a random juice pack and sips it slowly, much to the discomfort to the class, before he speaks up,

"Right. It took you 8 seconds to calm down. Irrational. My name is Shouta Aizawa, and put these on," He now pulls out a U.A sports uniform, "And make your way out to training field A." He told us with a monotone voice, before slithering out again. The class sat in silence for a few seconds, unable to comprehend what had just happened, then Iida spoke up,

"You heard Sensei let's move!" Reacting to the teen, the rest moved to their respective changing rooms. Once inside the changing room, I start to undress, or I would have if I didn't hear behind me,

"Whoa what happened to your back dude?!" A blonde-haired boy with a lightning bolt in his hair shouted, pointing at my heavily scarred back. All eyes turned to me, looking at my back and the ugly scar that had formed thanks to my father's fire. The scar covered most of my back, tentacles of scar tissues bending around my abdomen, and over my shoulders, and it isn't pleasant sight at all. Shivering under the collective gaze, I got changed fast and made my way out to the training ground where Aizawa stood idly with a bored face, before looking at me, dead eyes light up with something which I can't explain. We stood in awkward silence, waiting for the rest to change, neither wanting to spark a conversation, until the rest of the class joined, and Aizawa spoke,