Three weeks into the school year and everything was going just right. As right as it could when the one person you absolutely despised was right by your side.
The Support Course A students (who are all also Business Course A students, they made inventions and found ways to invest them, sell them, gain popularity, etc. It's a double sided job) started the school year right away, they were currently working on their first project of the year. You had to map out an invention of your own or already created. Partners were always optional in this classroom, the teacher knowing that when some people worked together they were only holding themselves back. Midoriya had finished the project on the first day and turned it in the second he walked in to the classroom, unfortunately for him, so did Bakugo. Though it was Bakugo who thought it was unfortunate. It was peaceful for them so far, nobody made such a big deal over them. A fact that was greatly appreciated.
That was the first two and a half weeks. This half was the first day the students from other courses met each other. Ms. Yamamoto was against it, but the vote was against her and it was basically a free day for students. Almost everybody flocked towards the Hero Course classes, the business courses and tech courses stayed behind, they had no interest in becoming heroes. Which lead to some Hero Course students entering the more brain reliant side of the building. They stared in surprise as the students of Support/Business Class A used their quirks freely for their assignments. They were even more surprised to see that not all of them had weak ass quirks. Midoriya scoffed at them when they watched his shadow tendrils pick up, put together, dismantle, and handle parts while he read the instructions. Bakugo sneered when they applauded his use of explosions to weld parts together accurately. Their fellow students groaned in agony as they felt the unbelieving gazes of the Heroes in Training.
One of the visitors, a hero course student with a very stocky build, raised his hand and spoke, "WHY AREN'T ANY OF YOU IN THE HERO COURSE?"
Yelled. He yelled. The Business students glared at him and, very clearly, put ear plugs in their ears.
Horiuchi pushed up his glasses while pushing hair behind his ear, he put down his gadget and looked the loud one in they eyes from across the room. "We don't want to be heroes, is it that hard to see? How about we make the 'Heroes fly to save the day but who makes possible for them to fly?' poster a bit bigger." He pointed towards the poster that was on the wall next to them. Sadly, that was where Bakugo and Midoriya were working. "Sorry," Hoiuchi whispered as the crowd flocked towards the two.
Bakugo and Midoriya didn't blame Horiuchi, what was happening was inevitable. They were lucky that it happened in the classroom where numbers were limited and not in the middle of the cafeteria.
"Are you really Bakugo and Midoriya?"
"Show us your quirks!"
"How smart are you?"
"Is it true you've been rivals since middle school?"
"Didn't you both get excepted right away?"
"Why aren't you two in a higher grade?"
Midoriya smoothed his face out and readjusted his bun. As he did, his tendrils eased out of the shadows and pushed the crowd back while fixing their sloppy uniforms.
Bakugo used his quirk to create warning signs out of spare metal and placed them in front of each work place. Do Not Cross was the clear message they were portraying.
The hero students didn't seem to take offense, they clapped at the 'show' the two had put on.
At this point Ms. Yamamoto and Mr. Asano Ayumi (the Support Class teacher) had returned. They were not pleased to see the warning signs set up or the ear plugs in the students ears. Seeing as it was almost lunch time, the two teachers shooed the hero students out of the classroom using the excuse 'it's almost lunch time' to get them to go away. They both earned their own round of applause from the students.
They told their students to put their gadgets down and head to lunch as well, a hungry engineer is a dangerous one.
At lunch all of the Business classes and all of the Support classes sat together. General classes sat with both them and the Hero course students. The Hero students sat mostly by themselves, this was intentional, just not by them. The other courses didn't want to sit with the hero students, it was a very known fact that the hero trainees only talked about the hero course and why they want to be heroes and how 'being a hero is the only way to change things'. Frankly, every word a hero course student spoke was insulting to the other courses. The teachers felt the same way the students did, and like the students they also kept their mouths shut.
The second disturbance happened when the loud one form earlier marched over to the Support and Business Courses with his friend in tow.
He bowed and hit the ground with his head, cracking the ground in the process, "I AM SO VERY SORRY ABOUT EARLIER, PLEASE FORGIVE ME!" His friend sent the Support classes an apologetic look.
His shouting had woken up Soda, who was having none of the loud mouths shit. "Yeah, yeah. You're sorry for what?"
"FOR SHOUTING AT YOU ALL!"
Soda cracked a tight lipped smile, "So you're apologizing for disrupting us and screaming by disrupting us and screaming? I can fell the guilt."
The tall one picked himself up from his bowed position, "THA-"
Soda shushed him, "If you're really sorry than go away."
The tall one didn't argue and walked away. His friend sent an approving look to Soda, who took the look as an insult.
"I'm so sorry about him!" She said, "His names Inasa Yoarashi, and I'm Camie Utsushimi! I love your hair!" She pointed to Go and waved before cart wheeling away.
"Hero Students, am I right?" Murayama said after slurping down his soup. His remark earned giggles from all over the table.
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A Life Long Power Battle
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