Truth about 1a (edited)

it was just a normal day for Izuku. He woke up did his morning routine, got dressed and ate a little small breakfast.... but the way his day took a turn was faster than somebody getting a whiplash.

whispering could be heard in the halls full of loud mouths and fishes little teenage girls and sweaty jerks with egos bigger than their train of thought.

"he's still gonna walk around here after what he's done...what a whore..."

"he's just sad...'

let's see how this goes...