This place is beautiful,
Taking in the light, as your eyes open and stare out the big windows of U.A., as your back rested against the class 1-A door.
Being snapped out of the warm feeling by a deep and tired voice "So you are the one they sent? I thought you would be older". The comment made you want to quirk a brow, but you held it in for work purposes. The voice belonged to a man dressed in dark clothes, a grey scarf, and.. bandages over his face?
Right, they told you that the professor had suffered grave injuries during the attack.
I wonder how the students are feeling.
You bow your head, confirming what he had said. "It is an honor to meet you Eraser Head, it will be a pleasure working with you, thank you for receiving me."
He quirked a brow, or at least you assume that what the movement under the bandages were. "I will ask for you to direct to me as Professor Aizawa, only when we are outside of school you will call me Eraser Head, understo-"
He was interrupted by the loud screams and chatter coming from the other side of the door. He sighed and proceeded to open the door . "Wait here until I call you". The second he walked into the classroom everyone went quiet.
"Oh! Professor Aizawa, I'm glad to see you're doing well" Was said by a male student with dark hair, an undercut, and glasses. "If you can call that 'doing well'" Was said by a female student with short brown hair, I chuckled at the comment. "My welfare isn't important, because your fight isn't over. U.A.'s sports festival is approaching."
Well that was just plain dramatic. I thought to myself as I heard the cheers and excitement from the students inside. I was standing at the door, slightly uncomfortable, but I guess there's a time for everything.
"And another thing.." his cold voice made everyone instantly stop talking. "You have a new classmate". Several 'WHAT's could be heard. "Please come in".
About damn time. I thought as I made my way into the classroom, hands in pockets, and made myself seen in front of everyone.
"She is late into the semester, as she was unable to get into the country before the semester began. Try to catch up with the others, as I think of tardiness as a sign of disrespect, and please do introduce yourself to all of us" those last two statements being directed towards me, and to some of the students.
Oh boy, ain't you a tough cookie. I smiled to myself mentally, glanced at the professor, and with a soft yet stern voice I spoke to the students, and my now classmates.
"Hello everyone, my name is y/n Ukai, I will catch up on all of my classes. Please treat me well" I finished my introduction and I looked at all of them with a stoic yet content look, and proceeded to bow. I looked at my professor, waiting for him to give me the instructions.
As Aizawa heard the last name he realized why they had sent her. I didn't know he had siblings, I guess that is irrelevant.
Eyes looking at him, expecting and waiting. She slightly resembled him, mostly her presence, and yet she looked so different from him, he shook his head slightly, and gave her the instructions as to where to sit, and continued the class, not even waiting for her to seat.
I made my way to the seat, as I feel everyone's eyes on me. There was an empty seat that was on the 3rd row, in between a green haired boy and a red haired boy, right behind a purple haired girl, and in front a black haired boy. As I sat down and fixed my things I hear a 'psst' from the redhead. I raise an eyebrow and side-eye him.
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