TᕼE ᗰOᑎᔕTEᖇ IᑎᔕIᗪE [1]

why must i almost be traumatized again

aside from the guy i bumped into earlier, there were (obviously) two other kids with him. one was a grinning blond guy that reminds me of all might before he went all full skeleton man on us. the other is a beautiful girl with a wide smile and bright blue hair, her hands behind her back.

"ok, can you please introduce yourselves briefly? lets start with amajiki," aizawa asks the three, probably already knowing that this whole thing was gonna get chaotic real fast.

the boy i bumped into turned out to be amajiki, and almost immediately after aizawa said his name, he gave the class an intense look. but i understood that look anywhere.

he was a fucking nervous wreck. what a mood.

poor guy was trembling, and after muttering some things about not being able to look at us, he turns his body and puts his head against the wall.

oh my god, why is this guy me?

because you're both nervous wrecks? i could've told you that since you don't seem to remember how he reacted when you just started apologizing like a dumbass earlier

'shut up please'

i don't want to, though

'did i ask? no, i don't think i did'

"um, you are the top of u.a.'s hero course, right?" ojiro asks, and i wince at the question. way to go, tail boy, you probably made him more nervous.

"oh, listen, amajiki-kun! that's called having the heart of a flea! even though you're human! it's so strange!" the blue haired girl says cheerfully to the trembling boy, then turns to face the class. "this is the flea, amajiki tamaki. and then, i'm hado nejire. we were asked to talk to you guys about work studies. but wait..."

she starts asking some of the class weird and/or personal questions, and i flinch. i swear to god, if she asks me anything-

"there's so much i want to know about all of you! it's so strange!"

thankfully, she was stopped from going on by the blond all might-lookin-dude chiming in with his own introduction.

"heathen future's gonna be...?"

"gonna be?"

"grim! that's what you were s'posed to say, right? all right, my call-and-response was a huge fail!" he just started laughing kinda manically, and i ignore it by placing my head on my arms. so far, this hadn't been very eventful, and i just felt bad for amajiki. he obviously wanted to leave, so why are they forcing him to be here?

to teach us shit. yay.

"well, you guys look like you're not sure what's going on, right? we're third years who suddenly appeared to explain about work studies that aren't even required. that's confusing, right? you guys got your provisional licenses as first years, right? this years first years are really... energetic, right? besides, it looked like my jokes didn't work earlier, right?" he was quiet for a few moments.

"why don't you all fight me at once?" he exclaims, and i deadpan.

"oh, fuck..." i mutter, regretting this. i ignore him rationalizing with our non-caring teacher, putting my head in my hands. if he's this confident about fighting all of us, he definitely knows that he's most likely to win.

and i really am not in the mood to fight anyone right now, but it looks like i don't have a fucking choice.

once again.

free will? i don't know her, who's that bitch?

we head to get changed into our gym clothes, and i groan as i walk out. kyoka nudges me lightly, making me lean down so she can subtly kiss my cheek before we split off from each other.