Class President?

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An assembly was called, with a single reporter allowed in to film, Uchimaki Sachiko. She took her job seriously but was very polite and professional with everyone she met as she had the camera's set up with the help of the cameramen. When she was finally ready the classes started to pile on in lines as she stood next to Vlad.

Nezu stood straight, arms behind his back and a smile adorning his face as he greeted everyone "Good Morning, students of UA, and Welcome to the new dorms, I'm sure this was an unexpected surprise for all of you, but worry not, this is only a precaution to avoid any trouble involving villain attacks and keep all of you safe from any possible threat".

Many students kept listening as the principal spoke, some of them started whispering to each other at the same time, just to stop talking the moment they realized they were being watched by their teachers with a look that said "Pay attention!", causing them to look back in embarrassment for being caught.

"As many of you know, we decided to introduce a new hero class, these aspiring heroes are going to be your new classmates, and will go under special training in order to catch up with their fellow classmates"

The new hero class was standing alongside the principal, some of them were pretty calm, but others were feeling nervous at the fact so many people were staring at them. Zokujin was one of the few who was very nervous, his body shaking like a leaf as he watched the people in front of him. It made him feel faint, like he might pass out even, but he didn't, even though he's never had this much attention before.

A hand fell on his shoulder, making him turn around and come face to face with Kana, who gave him a reassuring smile "Remember, everything's going to be okay!" that helped him relax a little bit.

A few of the students in the crowd seemed nervous, a few of these students looked very scary, there was even someone who was a full on skeleton! But there were a few who made lewd looks at a certain someone, Midnight's daughter was surely going to be like her mother, right?

A few students were caught off-guard by the fact one of the students had been whistling a cartoon theme, sounded like Freakazoid? But why?

An unknown figure in the support department looked up in surprise at the sound of that song, before the corners of her mouth turned into a smile. It was her, her childhood friend had made it into UA! they could finally catch up for lost time!

"Now, for the circumstances that led to this new class, we also took the liberty to count with a new member of our staff, and a good friend of mine that accepted the offer to teach these young heroes"

Either this new teacher had an invisibility quirk or he just didn't exist, because there was nobody new around...and yet a few Pros were clearly uneasy by something, the students weren't sure why. Until a sudden gust of wind was quickly felt around the podium, making a few people cover their eyes, by the time everyone looked back at the podium, there was someone new standing near their principal, making a few Pros even more uncomfortable at the presence of this individual.

The individual had a big grin and was almost a bright yellow as He turned to the students and staff of U.A "Hello everyone of U.A! It's nice to be here, and let me say, thank you Nezu for this offer, it certainly was surprising, I am Wittenstein Corovo, the new teacher of class 1-L" Corovo introduced himself, tone bright and cheerful if a tad teasing. However the place felt cold with the hard stares and grimaces coming from the staff, more than one was clearly distrustful of the new teacher.

~Meanwhile in France~

Chikako's father, Takeshi Miyashita was a well known scientist and a very busy man who always made sure to have time for his daughter in any way he could, like right now as he watched with a proud smile as his little Chika was among the new students of UA's hero course, feeling proud she managed to overcome the first step of her dream to become a hero.

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