Revisiting the Past

Confusion

When the two reached the bottom, they found out they were the lasts ones there. The others were sat on the carpet in seat order while Iida stood in front checking attendance like they were in class.

Seeing him like that made Momo release Kyoka's hand.

She smiled apologetically at her, "I have to go."

Kyoka cocked a brow, "Why'd you excuse yourself? I'm not you're mother, Yaomomo." That made Momo giggle, "Anyway, do you're best."

"Oh please, I'm just going to be standing beside him."

Kyoka started to walk away, "But you still outshine him." She made sure to wink at her at the end.

When she turned around, her face became beat red as she cussed about how lame that was. She was very flustered.

What she didn't know was that it brought a small blush to Momo's face, along with a small smile.

Kyoka sat down next to Kaminari. Her knees immediately goes up to her chest, trying to calm her blush down.

"Sheesh. What took ya so long?" Kami complained. He wasn't looking at her, to avoid getting a scolding from Iida due to unnecessary talking, also made Kyoka relax because he didn't see her blush.

She fiddled with the sleeves of her sweater, "I was writing a song when Iida called." That was half true.

He nodded, "Of course you would be."

"It's not my fault I got inspired while eating breakfast."

"Of course you would be."

"Stop repeating the same thing!"

"Of course you'd say that."

"Now you're just adding new words to it!"

"Sensei will be arriving in just a few minutes." Momo announced.

Kyoka turned to her and saw how focused she became in just a few seconds. She looked cute with that small wrinkle on the bridge of her nose and the way her back was more straighter and business-like was hot.

She couldn't help but give her a smile from this distance.

Momo seemed to sense her smile and made eye contact. The firm demeanour crumbled in an instant as she stares at her.

Momo looked like she expected Kyoka to say something.

So she did, "You look cute..." She mouthed. At first Momo furrowed in confusion, and when the realisation sink in she averted eye contact with a small blush on her cheeks.

Kyoka smiled to herself in success, her own blush plastered on her face.

"What did you say?" Kaminari asked.

She shook her head, "Nothing..."

The doors creaked open, ominously. That sent shivers down each student's spine, scaring them in an instant.

The teacher they call Aizawa walked through the doors together with the girl from the crater. 

They looked at them, confused.

He nodded towards the class representatives, "Good job the both of you." He sighed, "You two may now go to your seats."

"Wow. This really isn't any different from the classroom." Kaminari muttered.

Kirishima snorted besides him, "I know right..."

"Alright class... there are a few announcements to make." He glanced from one side of the room to the other, "The principle and I have decided to let her stay before she gets picked up."

The girl behind Aizawa waved with a grin.

"If there are any questions ask now." He tucked both hands in his pockets, "I've been up all night interrogating her." He bobbed his head towards Bakugo, "Bakugo."

"Who's the gal?"

Aizawa gave her a glance, silently asking permission to tell them. The girl's grin grew wide as she gave him a thumbs up.

He waved a hand towards her, "Her name's Kyoka Jirou."

The whole class gave out shocked gasps and shouts. Damn their noisy. All of them practically stood up and started shouting their disbeliefs.

Kyoka stayed seated, not believing any of the crap that was happening in front of her.

"Shut up." Aizawa glares, his eyes piercing red eyes cutting through they're rants.

Within a snap all of them were miraculously seated on the floor, faces innocent like nothing really happened earlier.

Jirou snickered seeing the reaction.

"Is it true?" Uraraka asked, one brow raised in suspicion.

He hefted a heavy sigh, "Yes it's true. She got here because of a quirk, she's waiting for reinforcements to come and get her." It was hard, not telling the whole truth.

They blew a breath, shocked.

"It's true?!"

"She's from the future?!"

"Who has the quirk to travel back in time!?"

"What the– ?!"

"This definitely was not in my theories... I should add it..."

Jirou waved them dismissively and ushered them to stay calm with just simple gestures. Her grin never faltered as she stares.

She breathed out, "You guys want proof?"

"That wont be necessary –" Iida's voice was cut off.

"A battle to death!" Bakugo exclaimed, suddenly so interested.

Midoriya raised a hand while exclaiming himself, "A personal quiz!"

"A game of chess?" Momo asked timidly, making Jirou smile at her softly.

Mina gasped. She stood up and leaned on her toes as she raised her hand. She exclaimed, "Love QnA!"

All of them blushed at her words.

The thought of the older Jirou married to someone in the room made all of them want to die at how flustered they became.

Jirou laughed nervously and shook her hands, "That is..." She starts. All of them were shaking their heads, except Mina who was nodding vigorously, "That is classified information."

"HAAH!!" She whined, "How is that classified!?"

"One, I definitely don't want to get my ass kicked. And two, it could possibly ruin the timeline." She plastered facts, "It's already bad enough that I'm here. I'm not sure how much I'll change in this timeline."

"Change what?" Koda asked.

She shrugged, "The future probably. Relationships would change. Deaths would either rise or fall. Possibilities of each individual would change." She absent-mindedly started rubbing her wedding band from behind. She did not want to change who she loves.

Mina groaned.

"Anyway, I'll leave her with all of you." Aizawa announced. He leaned close to Jirou and whispered, "Try not to get into too much trouble."

She smiled and nodded.