The day has arrived.
The first day of school.
Getting up with a groan, y/n drags herself to the bath, putting on clothes and brushing her teeth and hair.
After eating she goes to UA.
On her way she thinks about her parents.
[I wonder what they would think of me going to UA...Would they even care? Not like they cared about my wellbeing over the past years...
Why did they even cut all contact with me?]
Still pondering about this she continues to go to UA.
Arriving at her new school, y/n goes inside, searching for class 1A.
Finally she found the classroom, noticing the round faced girl and Greeny in the doorway talking.
She stops behind them, waiting for them to finish their conversation.
Sensing someone behind her she looks back seeing nothing.
Shifting her eyes to the ground she notices a yellow bag like thing. With big eyes she watches it, noticing a head sticking out, she locks eyes with the person inside. They both stare at eachother, sharing a mutual nod. She sits on the ground, leaning a bit onto the man inside the yellow sleepingbag.
"I suppose you are our teach, right? Mind telling me where I can get such a sleepingbag?" y/n asks the man.
"Indeed. You're also a sleepy head?" he asks.
"I'm only once tired and that is always" she blankly states.
The man chuckles lightly
"Me too kid, I tell you after class."
"Thanks" she smiles a little at him, shortly going back to her Poker face.
"What do you think we are doing today, besides orientation? I wonder what our teacher's are like, I can't wait to meet everybody!" the girl from before says energeticly.
The unknown teacher suddenly says
"If you are just here to make friends you can pack up your stuff."
startling the kids a bit.
They turn to their teacher and y/n,
he then welcomes them to UA in a bored tone, standing up and getting out of his sleepingbag while saying
"It took you 8 seconds before you all shut up, that's not gonna work.
Time is precious, rational students would understand that."
Y/n now stands beside him looking at her classmates as bored as their teacher does.
"Hello. I'm Aizawa Shota, your teacher." Mr. Aizawa says. Stunning all students.
[Knew it from the beginning. I can totally relate to this guy, seems I got lucky with him as my teacher.]
y/n thinks.
Mr. Aizawa then tells everybody to put on their training suits and meet him outside.
...
Arriving outside, Mr. Aizawa tells his students that they are doing a quirk assessment test. As soon as a few started to complain, y/n tunes them out, not going to put up with their whining.
She tunes back in when her teacher talks to the explosive guy from the exam.
"Bakugo you got second place, yet you had the most robot points on the entrance exam.
>(They might have been called villain points or so idk) <
What was your farthest distant throw with a soft ball when you were in junior high?" Mr. Aizawa asks.
The poof guy seems to stiffen, saying a quiet "as if...". Y/n smirks at that, knowing she got the most points of all participants.
"67 meters, I think. " Bakugo quickly answers.
"Right, try doing it with your quirk." her teacher tells him.
Aizawa tells him to get going and not waste their time. Bakugo readies himself, throwing it shortly after woth an explosion yelling "Die!".
[Why die tho? Why is he so aggressive?] y/n thinks, still looking bored. Yet her eyes widen for a split second at his record of 705,2 meters.
[Of course, explosions... How am I supposed to use my quirk to get the ball this far? Hmmm... I need to find a way.] she thinks.
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