Divinity

UA

Izumi got in by recommendations.

It would've been very surprising if she didn't, considering her skill and versatility with her quirk, not to mention her reputation on the streets.

Izumi arrived outside class 1-A, and as expected, it was a massive classroom.

Or at least, it had a big door.

Izumi walked in the classroom, noticing a few other people. There was a brunette with what looked like padded fingers, a tall guy who moved like a robot and had engines protruding from his legs, a certain hotheaded Pomeranian, a stoic guy with white and red hair, a black-haired ponytail girl who was being eyed by a purple-haired midget, and a... floating uniform.

Izumi silently walked in and sat down, hoping that Bakugo didn't notice her.

Her hopes were dashed soon enough, when a very loud "DEKU!" Broke her out of her thoughts.

Izumi instinctively raised her arm, blocking an explosion strike that Bakugo was about to throw at her.

"Nice to see you too, Katsuki Bakugo." She grumbled, then turned to the tall engine dude, "This idiot give you any trouble?" 

He shook his head, "He was merely being disrespectful to the upperclassmen who once used this classroom and the future students who will soon use this classroom." He explained, "My name is Iida, Tenya Iida. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

"And I'm Ochako Uraraka!" The brunette piped up.

Izumi nodded, "I'm Izumi Midoriya."

Both of them flinched in shock, "Midoriya as in Hisashi Midoriya? The famous doctor?!" Uraraka asked in amazement.

Izumi blushed in embarrassment, "Yeah, that was my father."

Iida also made a point about the rumors of Divinity going around and how she had a quirk worthy of being a doctor.

Izumi debated about revealing that she was indeed Divinity, but decided against it. 

She was going to die soon, anyway, it didn't matter.

She took out a tissue from her pocket and coughed into it, instinctively bunching it up and tossing it into the trash can near the door.

Uraraka fangirled about how Izumi's father was such an inspiring figure, whilst Izumi had to listen.

"Uraraka-san, look, I get it, my dad's famous, but can we please not mention him? Or my mom, for that matter?" Izumi asked.

That earned her a confused look, "Why?"

"They're dead..." Izumi said in a bare whisper.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll try not to mention them then." Uraraka muttered.

Bakugo, who was trying to get Izumi's attention, suddenly shouted out again.

"Hey! Don't ignore me, you damn extras!"

Izumi sighed, turning around, "Shut up, Kacchan." 

She was about to punch him in the nose when a familiar voice spoke out.

"That's enough. Sheesh, y'all are way too loud."

The four students turned to see Aizawa standing at the front of the classroom behind the lecturn.

"Everyone shut up and sit down, my name is Shota Aizawa, and from what I can tell, none of you are fit to be heroes at the moment, but that's why you're here. Now, everyone has their gym uniforms, correct? Good, get changed and meet outside. We'll take it from there."