My Hero Academia: Future(Discontinued)

Chapter One: Goodmorning Future Heros!

The day was bright and cheery, perfect for the new school year. The cherry blossoms  were in full bloom and they smelled wonderful and sweet to all who came across them. Walking down the gravel path leading to the school was an assortment of students. Some had bright colored hair, others had interesting clothes styles, and some, due to their quirk, had interesting body parts.

Students poured into the school joking with each other and meeting up with old friends. The second and third years seemed confident and excited for the new school year. The first years on the other hand, were nervous, excited, and anxious all at the same time. With backpacks slinging off shoulders and fresh new uniforms, the atmosphere was a mixture of emotions. 

The school they were going to and enrolling at was the profound school U.A. this school is an elite program for heroes in training and the best heroics school in Japan. The building is massive and sits atop a forested hill overlooking Musutafu. The glass windows shone when the sunlight hits it and the building looks rather imposing being as tall as it was. The trees surrounding the secluded school are a healthy green, thick pines and maples grow with an assortment of other trees. 

The sun was shining quite brightly on that certain spring day, the sun a great ball of glowing heat providing warmth to those under its rays. Since it was the first day for the new first years, there were many weary and uncertain what to think. What if the teachers were mean? What if they got a ton of homework on the first day? There were many worries going around and, since the second years liked to tease, there were many rumors going around on how unfair, rude, and hard life at U.A. was. Although, this was quite the lie. Sure sometimes it might be hard in classes, but the second years made it sound so dramatic. 

As the students finally went into the building only a few stragglers remained. This includes a boy, or so he looked like one. He was slim, somewhat short probably around 5'6, and had shoulder-length white hair. It was straight yet kind of fluffy and glowed a bright white in the sunlight. There was a black streak of hair down the front of his bangs and his clothes were quite curious. What he wore was a black dress shirt, there were short, dark red ruffles on the sleeves and his pants were of a loose sort and flowed in the wind along with a few loose strands of his hair. What he was wearing stood out from the popular and modern style of the others clothes. 

As he ambled along the path to the school lazily, you could tell he was tired, for he was constantly yawning and there were small bags under his eyes. If you looked closely, you could see a scar running down his neck and into his shirt, his eyes were also a strange shade of very pale blue, although among some of the others, his appearance was normal. 

The male continued walking and soon reached the entrance. By this time, everyone was already in their classes and starting introductions. He was very late. Realizing this, he starts quickening his pace. Walking through the large entryway there wasn't a lot going on, the inside of the high school looked quite modern and hallways stretched out in all directions. The boy with the white hair shrugs and starts walking down one of the hallways at random. Seeming like a lost child in the wide, large hallway he whistled seeming carefree. 

Somehow, by some slim chance, he had walked down the correct hallway. Turning to a classroom, he opens the large door to class 1-A wondering what awaited him on the other side.