Pro Hero Animia

Chapter 22

Bakugo to therapy

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"Ito, shouldn't you be heading to 3-A?" Midnight asked as she entered the class.

"Oh right." She grabbed some of her books. "See you later Izu, Kacchan." She waved her friends goodbye as she walked out. Today was going to be the first day she learned English with the third years. They had spent the first few hours of the day learning normal subjects. They were to do practicals in the afternoon.

Iruka walked to 3-A feeling a little nervous. She knew the people she would be classmates but she never had to learn with them. What happens if I make a fool of myself? What if I don't understand what they're saying? Iruka was too busy overthinking to realise she had reached 3-A. She knocked before opening the door.

"Ah Ito good for you to join us. Come come we were just about to start class." Iruka hesitantly walked into the class. All eyes were on her now and she hated it. "Introduce yourself," Present Mic urged.

"Oh uh, my name is Ito Iruka, you can call me Iruka." Her hands moved as she spoke, signing her words as she went.

"Well, Ito here will be joining our classes from now on. You can go sit next to Hado." Present Mic pointed to the girl with light blue hair, a girl Iruka knew all too well.

"Hey, Iru-Chan." Nejire smiled brightly at the girl. Iruka smiled back as she took her seat.

"Now then today we'll be learning about tongue twisters. Any of you listeners can give me one?" Nejire's hand shot to the air. "Hado yes."

"She sells seashells by the seashore." She said slowly, almost twisting her own tongue.

"Yes, a very good classic. Ito would you like to give us 1." Mic looked towards the girl.

"How can a clam cram in a clean cream can?" Iruka barely said that clearly. Everyone was looking at her in awe.

"Wonderful. Now open your textbooks to page 10." And the class went on.

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After English Iruka headed back to her class.

"Hey guys," Iruka spoke. Everyone was with their clicks while the teacher was out, well everyone except for Katsuki though he seemed like he'd rather be alone at the moment. She had walked to where Izuku and Ochako were instead.

"Hello Ito," Tenya said swinging his arms in his usual robotic fashion

"How was English Iruka-chan?" Ochaco asked.

"It was really good. How was history?"

"We learned about the 2020 pandemic, Ms Midnight made us write essays I think I felt my arm falling off." Izuku exaggerated as he flung his arms around as if they were broken

"You're being ridiculous Izu, you write all day every day in your notebook. I hope I get essay's too."

After around 5 minutes their math teacher came, Ectoplasm. This is going to be an absolute blast. Iruka thought sarcastically. She hated math with a burning passion no matter how much Ectoplasm taught her over the years. Makes you wonder how she got third during the entrance exam. Thankfully the lesson wasn't an absolute pain since Ectoplasm knew just how to teach Iruka to get her to understand in the best way possible.

After Maths it was finally time for a subject Iruka was slightly worried for, history. It was the final subject before lunch and practicals. She waved her friends goodbye as she grabbed her bag and headed to 1-C. Unlike 3-A she didn't even remotely know anyone from that class. She was a little glad to notice that some people in that class didn't already have clicks like her own.