The weeklong stay at I-Island was over and you were all back on U.A grounds, waiting for the bus for the training camp.
Everyone was hyped and ready with their luggage.
"This'll be amazing!" Mina cheered.
"Glad you guys are tagging along. Aizawa really had us huh?" You grinned, insulting the entire supplementary group at once.
The bus arrived shortly afterward, everyone excitedly loading their luggage and getting on.
If anyone asked you to describe your class in one word, you'd say chaotic. The bus was filled with noise and chatter as students were standing and laughing in anticipation.
You were seated next to Jirou, behind Kaminari and Kirishima, but that didn't stop you from pulling stupid pranks.
"Guys watch this," you whispered climbing up the walls of the bus. You were stuck on to the ceiling, right up Bakugo who was peacefully reading a romance manga.
And then you dropped down straight on to his lap.
"Hey Kacchan," you smirked, making yourself comfortable.
"Air Head get the hell off me!" He yelled, squirming around.
"Wait I've read this series! How far are you?" You asked him, pointing to the book in hand.
The entire ordeal was filmed and uploaded by Mina while Jirou, Denki and Kirishima were laughing their assess off. Of course, Iida was also yelling at you for your tomfoolery.
"Iida-kun, you're like a teacher. Maybe that job's better for you?" You hummed, completely ignoring whatever other bullshit he spouted.
"Here we see Class A's very own Shirakumo Y/N in its natural habitat: chaos. This rare creature appears to have attracted the wild demon- NO DON'T KILL ME!" Mina gave a commentary, only to be nearly murdered by the demon himself.
You grabbed said demon through sheer wind force and dragged him back, saving Mina's life in the process.
"If you're going to get up, at least give me a warning. You're warm and comfy," you mumbled, laying back down on him.
"Why is that your concern? He nearly killed me!" Mina whined.
"This is class 1-A we're talking about, this shit's normal," you dead panned.
"How are you such a badass in battle but have no brain everywhere else?" Bakugo grumbled going back to the manga.
Meanwhile Todoroki was staring at you in confusion while Midoriya was having an existential crisis.
Why?
Neither of them ever thought that someone would dare to go within a 1 cm radius near the ticking time bomb.
"Turn the page," you mumbled drowsily.
"Huh? Are you telling me what to do?" Bakugo yelled at you.
"Yes. Now shut up and turn the page."
After a bunch of grumbling he finally did as you asked.
The class certainly wasn't quiet but it was painfully obvious that they were intrigued by your friendship. (I low key think these two would have the best dynamic after Denki and Y/N)
Unfortunately, the bus stopped after just an hour of chaos surrounding you and you got down.
"Sensei, this is the middle of nowhere. Unless we're camping in a desert, I don't see the point of being here," you pointed out.
"Eraserhead? Is that you?" A familiar voice called out.
Mandalay from the old hero group was here with Pixie Bob, presumably to escort the class to camp.
You readied your quirk anyways. After knowing the hero group for 10 years, you learned to doubt every action they took.
Midoriya correctly identified the duo as two of the famous hero group, while Mandalay and Eraserhead explained.
"You'll be walking to camp," Mandalay smirked, looking straight at you knowing you'd figured it out. You only smirked in response.
A good majority of the class was terrified when the direction of camp was pointed out. That fear only increased when they realised there was a time limit set in place.
Before you could register anything though, the ground collapsed beneath you, causing a major avalanche. There were those lucky enough to be able to slow the fall, but others simply fell.
"Shoto-kun give me some fire!" You called.
The half and half boy was sliding down on ice and sent a blast of flames your way, confused at the request.
You used the heat from the fire and sent a huge gust of wind downwards, giving everyone an uplift.
It wasn't the best option, rather a poor substitute, but it did help.
Mere seconds later, everyone was on the ground and on their feet, instead of on their faces like they thought.
"Thanks a lot Shirakumo-San!" Kirishima grinned.
"Thank me later, we're about to get pummeled to nothing," your eyes widened as you saw the fleet of giant mud robotic things behind him.
Koda attempted to use his quirk to talk to them, though it didn't work.
"They're made of mud, we can't talk to them," Midoriya realised, preparing his quirk. Todoroki, Iida, Bakugo and you did the same.
"Bet I can kill more than you," you smirked at Bakugo, before running off headfirst into the danger, the blonde close behind, angered at your remark.
The five of you who'd been through more danger and training than the majority of the class easily defeated a good number of the bots, both Bakugo and you keeping track of how many you killed.
Your sense move was always on, tracking more and more bots as they came your way.
"Someone handle the left wing!" You yelled, demolishing another one.
"On it!" Kirishima and Denki gave you a thumbs up.
After what seemed like millions of robots and hundreds of hours, you finally showed up at camp looking like a bunch of beaten up pointe shoes.
Clearly, you were all very beaten up.
Surprisingly, Midoriya hadn't broken a bone and the only side effect that kicked in for you were blisters.
"You said it'd take us 3 hours! It's already way past lunch," Mina groaned.
"Sorry, we calculated on our times," Mandalay gave you a devilish smirk.
Before any of you could register it, Pixie Bob was all over the five of you that arrived first, exclaiming how talented and quick thinking you were.
Though Midoriya's focus wasn't on that, but rather on the young boy behind Mandalay.
"That's my nephew, Kota," Mandalay introduced him.
Midoriya went to say hi to the child, though it didn't go as expected.
"Brat's got spunk," Bakugo smirked at the quivering greenette who just got punched where the sun don't shine.
"Isn't he just like you?" Todoroki raised an eyebrow.
"Listen here you half and half bastard-" Bakugo began threatening him, but was cut off by Aizawa's glare.
"How many did you get?" You whispered to your friend during Aizawa's lecture.
"1103. You?" Bakugo raised an eyebrow.
"1104," you grinned.
"Shirakumo, Bakugo, if you don't shut up I'll put you in the supplementary course as well," Aizawa glared.
"Yessir," you both responded simultaneously, fearing his wrath.
Once the lecture was over, you all had a heavy meal and carried your baggages to the assigned dorms.
Training camp had officially begun.