Better Than Me (oc x Kirishima)

Chapter 3

To say it had been a long night would be an understatement. Both Nami and Katsuki had been up late celebrating with their parents. One of the few times shouting was nice to walk into. Anticipation building up as the first day of school came closer and closer. Boring formalities such as uniform orders and school supply ordering had to be done, though there was nothing boring about designing her hero costume. And unlike her brother she went along the more minimal route. As for the other back up schools she applied for within a week of receiving her U.A acceptance letter 3 more arrived, two of which were acceptance letters and one being a rejection. Not that it mattered, though she would have to take some time to decline their offers.

After what felt like months of waiting, even though it was basically two weeks, it was finally the first day of school. Instead of her usual roll out of bed onto the floor routine (you know ready for the day by complaining she didn't get enough sleep), Nami basically flew out of bed. Throwing on her usual shorts and printed shirt, this time of her all-time favourite hero Best Jeanist (don't challenge her she will fight you), she ran downstairs stopping in the kitchen a gust of wind announcing her arrival.

"What have we said about using your quirk in the house, I'm not paying for the next broken window" her mother scolded not even having to look up from what she was doing.

"Yeah I'm sorry ...wait how'd you know....know what never mind. I'm gonna head in early before Katsuki wakes up" she smiled grabbing an apple from the counter and her lunch. Shoving everything into her bag, double checking she had everything she needed, Nami walked out the front door. Stretching for 30 seconds she took off. While she ran, she didn't like using her quirk. The whole point was to practise her breathing and build her fitness and that wouldn't really happen if she kept blasting gusts of wind.

One 'quick' run later Nami now stood outside U.A Academy. Honestly it wasn't the best-looking school in the world, reminded her more of those giant business buildings. Definitely didn't give off school vibes. Dropping her bag to the ground Nami quickly dug around pulling out a skirt and a white button up shirt. Just like the entrance exams she slipped her uniform over her active wear, and yes if you looked closely, you'd see her Best Jeanist shirt through the white one. Not her fault they picked a transparent colour for shirts. Uniform mostly on she picked her bag up adjusting the tie around her neck as she walked into the school fumbling around with her student ID so she could get past the gates.

Walking around for a little, and with a few directions from some upperclassmen, she managed to find the first-year classrooms. "Let's see...1A...1A...Here we are" she muttered as she walked down the hallway finding the 'label' sticking out from the wall. Only to spot people were already standing in the doorway, and the wonderful voice of her brother ringing out into the hallway for all to hear. 'What's the point in leaving early if I'm cursed to share a class with him' she thought mentally preparing herself. "Sorry to bother..." was all she managed to say before a....Nami wasn't sure what he was some sleeping bag man....a caterpillar wanna be, a very strange man (lets go with that or we'll be here all day) was suddenly laying on the ground in the middle of the hallway.

"Go somewhere else if you want to play at being friends" he basically growled sending shivers down the three people standing in the doorway. One of which looked familiar....'wait he's the kid from the entrance exam' she thought, 'the bean.'

Lost in her thoughts a little she looked back to the sleeping bag man to see he had shed his...cacoon? "Ah nature at work, what a...beautiful....butterfly" Nami said out loud earning a very stern glare from sleeping bag man.

"Hello I'm Shota Aizawa, your teacher." And it was at this comment, not the fact that he just arrived in a YELLOW SLEEPING BAG, that surprised most the class. "Right put these on and head outside" he grumbled pulling a pe uniform from his sleeping bag.