The real you

Chapter 4

Another day! I get out of my comfortable bed and head towards the shower. After a refreshing bath, I look at my closet.

I don't really have as many clothes and someone would like to, but the school provided me some new outfits. Luckily we had to only wear uniforms the first day. I put a white shirt on along with a button-up shirt and black jeans.

I look at myself in the mirror, looks good enough. I take my bag and put on my shoes heading to my class.
Soon I'm in front of the doors. Looking inside there seem to be more students than last time. I look around the room seeing students surrounding Todoroki's desk.
Is he really famous?

I steep inside heading to my desk. They sure are loud.

"Kirishima! Are you coming for practice!" A blond yells across the room.

"You bet, Kiminari!" The red hair screams in return.

"Looks at this ladies! I could- could just touch the-" as the short guy gets slapped in the back.

"Mineta! You're such a pervert!" A pink hair girl says.

"I'm sorry about that Momo." The pink hair speaks.

"No, no, it's alright. I was aware that he'll be in this class." The ponytail girl speaks.

Soon enough everyone is chatting. Uraraka is taking to Tsu and Iida just seems annoyed. I take out my books minding my own business. I look at the clock and only five more minutes before the class starts.

I lay my head on the table, waiting for time to pass.

"Midoriya?" I hear someone talk. I lift my head and see Todoroki.

"Hey Todoroki-Kun. What's up?" I ask.

"Just wanted to say thank you for yesterday's dinner" He speaks.

"Oh, no problem. It was nice eating with someone." I speak looking behind him seeing most of the students looking at me. "You seem to be quite popular," I say.

"Oh yeah, it does. There seem to be more students than last time." He speaks.

"I agree. Although they are all staring at us, it's starting to get weird. Literally it's like I'm breaking a rule or something." I speak.

"Don't mind them. Are you liking the school?" He asks.

"Yeah, I made some awesome friends! Like you, you were rude at the beginning, but now you seem like a good guy." I say.

"Glad to hear that. Who was the designer for your clothes? You look nice." He speaks.

"This? Hmmm.. don't know and don't care. Clothes are clothes, as long as it is doing for what it was designed to do, I won't complain. The school just provided it for me, so yeah." I say, looking at his clothes. "You look nice as well, but what is that?" I ask pointing at a hairpin that looked like snowflakes.

"This? Those it seems weird?" He asks looking away.

"That's not what I mean. It looks cute and I would like to get some of my own, with this hair it gets hard to style, so I use hairpins to keep it at a place." I speak.

"What do we have here? A girl?" I hear someone behind me. I stand up from my chair and turn to where the sound came from.

"I'm a boy," I speak.

"A boy? What kind of boy likes girly pins?" A blond with spiky hair speaks.

(Hello! This is Author- chan and there is nothing wrong with wearing what you like, it doesn't matter the gender! This is just for the plot.)