Shoto POV
Today's class was...new. During lunch, we asked to go back to class, to seem normal again. Papa and dad were divided, they knew we were in a school full of heroes and heroes in training but the shock of use being attack seem to make them hesited .
Shota: Toshi, Zashi, they're heroes in training and they can take me out if they work together, they're fine.
That make them less hesitant but when we left the infirmary, they were still sending worried glances at us.
So we found ourselves in our classroom before the end of lunch was announced by the bell, us the three mosqueteers, one after the others, anxiously waiting for our so call classmates.
Tik, tok, tik, tok, tik, tok, tik, tok, tik, tok, tik, tok, tik, tok.... This clock was driving me crazy that I thought about freezing or burning it but the sound of the classroom door opening make me hold my action. The class filled up with our main-protagonist hair style classmates either shooting at us glance or blank staring while other like Bakugo just ignore us. I knew that would have happen since The USJ incident but it still pissed me off.
I hoped nobody will come bother us and most of my classmates got the message from my and Hitoshi's glance but Uraraka was probably blind and didn't get the memo has she was approaching us. She stopped in front of Zu making my little brother tensed up slightly. She start firing question after questions not leaving time for any of us to answer or insult her.Uraraka: Are you really Present Mic and Aizawa-sensei children ? Are they really gay or does one of them is there for the cash ? Did your mom left you because you're quirkless ? I would have done the same to be honest. Neither of you five even share the same last name. Do you three even share the same father or mother ? I mean I can see the ressemblance of Shinso and Aizawa but Midoriya and Todoroki... You're probably just charity case.
The class was quiet in a mortified silence and I hope thye'll be less shocked when I transformer into ice cube for my drink but apparently someone was faster.
Bakugo: OI! Round face ! I may not like the three sleepless bastard but I think you just describe yourself more then them with your question. So fuck off.
Bakugo had just went up my esteem and probably Hitoshi's too. She pouted like a spoiled brat before going to her sit. The day was mostly normal after that, during Father suppose class were he was late (again), the bakusquad invited us to sit with them and insisted till we accept.
During most of it , Kirishima, Kaminari and Ashido carried the conversation with Izuku, Sero and Shinso were having small talk. Me and Bakugo didn't converse at all until I decide to mutter a small thanks for standing up to us, he just grunted in answer but I was satisfied anyway.Father entered the room still modified and look at us, no one dared move before Iida hurried us to our seat and everyone run in blind panic to their respective seat. When everyone was calm and seated, Father walk to his desk and fall in his seat. Iida got up and chastised our father bout how unprofessional it was to teach in such condition. Why didn't he said the same thing to Zu who was unconscious longer ? I'll never understand people. Father only glared at him and Iida shut up, apparently even if Father knew Iida, he still hate people being mean to his youngest son.
Father: Do your life
And Father fell asleep, the class stay stunned for a few minutes so while they were in shock we move out table together and Shinso fetch a pack of cards we play a game then the bakusquad wanted to join and we accept. I don't even know when we start betting fandoms things but I know Izuku had his bag full of snacks when we were walking home.
Sorry for the short chapter but hope you like it either way ^^'
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Gifted boy ( Abandon)
FanfictionIzuku is gifted deal with it Parents : Toshinori / Shouta / Hizashi Brother : Hitoshi / Shoto the characters belong to Kohei Horikoshi and the plot to me And the drawing in the cover belong to kanralive (I'm not sure)