The Umbrella Academia

The Stranger That Came Out of Nowhere

Izuku Midoriya was having a bad day. But then again, that was par for the course.

He was only a couple weeks in to his second year of high school, and already he had messed up several times. He'd forgotten his summer homework— an essay on the challenges one might face when trying to become a hero— and had to double back to get it, which made him miss his train. He'd tried to run to school, and while he made it just on time, he'd tripped and fallen at least thrice, muddying his uniform and scraping up his hands and knees. Uraraka, the sweet girl she was, had asked if he was okay, Iida had told him off for his shoddy appearance, and Kacchan had merely scoffed in his direction, complete with a soft muttering of "Damn Deku."

Aizawa, who had been assigned to reteach his previous class for their second year, walked in and merely gave Izuku a four second long look of utter disapproval, before ordering the class to take their seats. And of course, someone (Mineta) thought it would be a funny prank to put one of his sticky orbs on Izuku's seat. While the green haired boy hadn't ended up sitting on it, he subconsciously tried to pick it up and throw it to the side. And you can imagine how well that went.

Because Mineta had eaten spicy sushi rolls for dinner the previous night, and leftovers for his breakfast, it took nearly the whole class period to get him unstuck. Mineta tried to pass the blame onto Denki, which prompted an argument and tired everyone out by the time they were done.

On top of that, he was finally starting to run out of pages in his notebook. Though it wasn't all that bad; it was old and tattered anyway, having endured years of abuse after suffering the brunt of many, many of Kacchan's violent explosive rampages. The pages were yellowed and dried out, the back was torn in many places, and a lot of entries were too smudged to even read. He'd had it since he was four, but it might be time to finally let go.

I'll have to buy a new notebook, one that's a bit longer, and spend some time filling up the pages. That'll mean copying down some of my previous notes for who knows how long, but at least I'll be able to make updates...

"Dekkun, you're doing it again!"

Izuku looked to his right from where he was seated. It was at that point he realized that class was over and everyone was already leaving.

Uraraka-San stood cheerfully at his side, her smile as bright as ever. Izuku couldn't help but cheer up at the sight of her. She was a fun girl to be around, and nearly everything about her seemed to emphasize this. Her wide, round eyes, her bouncy brown bob cut, and the way she walked around like she was lighter than air. Fitting for someone with a Zero Gravity Quirk.

Izuku smiled back, as much as he could given his crappy day. But hey, it can't be that crappy now that she's here. "S-Sorry, Uraraka-San, I was spacing out..."

"Yeah, I can tell. Well tomorrow, the class is gonna have a group training session after school to prepare for our Quirk assessment."

Izuku sighed. Aizawa was fond of giving the kids tests that would mean half their grade if they failed, regardless of how appropriate the timing was. "Real heroes are always prepared to face stressful situations," he'd say.

"Y-yeah, I just hope I do well this time around." Izuku muttered as he got out of his seat.

She started walking alongside him out of the classroom. "You'll be fine. After all, you're 'you can do it' Deku!"

She hollered that last part with a cheer very close to his face, and he felt his cheeks burn. "T-thank you, U-Uraraka-San, I..." oh god she's even closer now what does he do—

He scrambled for something to say. "I-I, um... d-did you h-hear about that new v-vigilante on the news?" Smooth, Deku. Every girl loves to talk about felons on the run.