Looking down at your schedule, you walked down the large open hall within U.A., your light steps echoing through the empty hall, you wondered if everyone was already in class. Or were you early?
You sighed softly, "1-A," you whispered looking up at a large door a few steps up. Finally coming in front of it, it might as well had been where giants lived, it was incredibly huge. The large mahogany doors towered more than ten feet high, at large carved in 1-A printed in large, red letters down the wood.
You swallowed, before taking a shaky breath, sliding the door to the side. Immediately, you were greeted with a hand shoving itself directly into your line of sight, a familiar, tall, raven haired boy standing in front of you.
"Good Morning, fellow student!" He greeted aloud, gaining the attention of the few students already in the class. "I am Tenya Iida!"
You stiffened at his voice, realizing why it was so familiar. You looked up at the boy and he gaped, his glasses glinting in surprise before he straightened. "It's you! That disreputable girl during the exam!" He pointed at you.
"Great, the first thing I see is you, four eye's. This is great way to start the day," you grumbled, shoving past him, before he gasped, turning quickly to slice down his arm as he berated his and you actions.
"This is not the time to spark feuds against fellow peers! We must come to terms with our disagreements!" He announced as you held your bag in your hands, glancing around the room as you found Shouto a few chairs down. "Come, we are in the same class for a reason! We must band together as a single unit, our class will merge an unbreakable chain and that cannot be achieved with hate!"
You glanced at him, confused. "What are you going on about?" You questioned, frustrated. "I'm over it, Iida," you gritted out his name, trying to bite back an insult.
The tall boy straightened once again, bowing deeply. "You have gained a part in my respectable circle! Now, we must formally introuduce once more I have never been told your name!" He pointed out.
You knew it wouldn't be any use not telling him, you were going to be in the same room for probably most your high school life. "My name--" you were interrupted as something latched onto your leg, you tensed instantly before looking down.
"My angel!" A blur of purple raced into you, clutching onto your right leg, stroking your leg over the black, knee high socks you wore. Your gaze hardened seeing the pervert from the exams, his eyes tearing at the sight of you, his grape shaped hair eliciting the memory. "Have you finally come to take me away! Take me with you, take you're little Mineta to paradise!" he leaned his head against your leg, dreamily fantasizing about you. "Oh, you've got lace, that's so sexy--" he gurgled back that sentence as you took his face in your hand sneering at him, squeezing his jaw painfully as he squirmed. "Ow! Ow! Ow!" He cried.
"You disgusting little perv!" You hissed, before stomping down to your seat, throwing him into the side wall where he limply sank down to the floor. "It's (y/n) yagi!" You grumbled, answering Iida as he began to scold Mineta.
"How can you be so disrespectful to a woman! That is shameful!" He swung his hand down and up, in a slicing motion as the boy still lay, probably passed out, his face slumped against the wall.
Your mood was sour, your arm's crossed over your chest as you sat in a chair next to Shouto, he was staring, unblinking at the grape headed boy. He hoped the small boy could feel the burning gaze on the back of his skull, his hands twitched before he looked away and turned towards you.
He now noticed your shorter hair, the way it framed your face, despite how pissed off you looked, he found you still cute. "You cut it," he said simply.
You perked up, turning to look at him, confused, "I cu--oh! Uh, yeah!" You remembered, raising your hand to stroke your hair back. "I just needed a change. Besides, It'll back in a month or two," you giggled.
Shouto nodded. "It looks great," he complimented. You smiled, blushing as you looked away.
"Thanks, Sho," you blushed.
During that time, with only a few other students in the room, a few others began to pile in, you were talking to Shouto, sitting down on his table. Already brushing off Iida's constant repercussions of disrespect to school property, you took one of Shouto's hands, fiddling with his fingers on your lap as you spoke. "But, there's this really cool noodle shop that just opened downtown, they've got the best kakigori I've ever had and I haven't tried their soba menu, so we should go sometime," you suggested, of course he nodded, unable to turn you down.
"But, I like your cooking," he told you, almost pouting.
You giggled. "Well, I'm not a pro, and you're not half-bad, so I think we can make a cooking day work. If you help me out obviously."
He breathed a bemused look. "Cold soba," he said.
"Was there an indication that that wouldn't be the main course?" You asked him, chuckling.
He shook his head at you and you smiled.
Just before the door slid opened once again, this time, you turned and caught sight of the ash blonde stepping into the classroom, hands shoved into his pockets. You whipped around as you stood, slipping your hand out of Shouto, who glanced over to the hothead, bitterly.
As you were walking over, his head rose in question, before he straightened, "Katsu!" You greeted happily. He breathed a small reply of greeting, his gaze softening as you stopped in front of him, glancing at your shorter hair that settled on your shoulder's and framed the golden rim of your doe eye's. And that uniform was doing too much for you, he had to keep his eyes focused on your face.
"Hey, so ya made it, huh, wench?" he said, smirking as you huffed at him.
"What, you thought I wouldn't? Of course I did!" You shoved him in the shoulder, crossing your arm's.
He began to walk to his seat, urging you along. "Just can't believe you're here, somewhere early. You're always forgetting shit," He sat down, putting his feet up onto the desk.
That simple move immediately set Iida off from across the room as he was making his way over, before you can even yell at the boy, Iida was beating you to it. "That's not--! Eh?" You jumped as Iida was on the other side of Bakugo's desk, swinging his arm's around once again.
"Take your feet off of that desk now!" Tenya demanded.
Katsuki only proceeded to smirk, tilting his head mockingly. "Huh?" He challenged.
Tenya frowned. "It's the first day and you're already disrespecting this academy by scuffing school property, you cretin!" He said, you sighed as they began to argue.
"You've gotta be kidding me right! Your old school put a stick up your ass?!" Katsuki questioned. "Or were you born with it?"
You the doors slide open once again as you shook your head in amusement at the situation, glancing over as Tenya began to speak once again, holding his tongue as he was going to argue further. "Let's start over," he placed a hand on his chest. "I'm Tenya Iida, from the Someii private Academy."
You ran a hand over Katsuki's shoulder as you moved to the door door as you caught sight of Izuku. "Someii, huh?" He snickered, unimpressed. "So, you must think your better than me? I'm gonna have fun tearing you a new one!" Katsuki challenged.
You jogged over to the door, Izuku blushing heavily as he waved at you. "Hey, Zuku!" You said, happily. You stopped in front of him and he glanced down at your uniform, you looked amazing, it fit you so well that he had to force himself to look away, blushing a tomato red.
"(Y-y/n)! Hey!" He greeted, smiling with a small stutter.
You giggled before looking behind him at a girl with brown hair, who waved at you. "Hi! You must be Yagi (y/n), right?" She asked, excitedly.
You beamed at her energy, before nodding. "Yeah," you answered, alittle confused of how she knew your name.
"Oh, wow! You're that pretty girl from before!" She rushed past Izuku, who began to wave his hands around, horrified at what she was about to say. "He talks about you all the time! You must be really strong, I heard you got the highest score on the entrance exam too!" You blushed, hard, while Izuku hid his face in embarrassment.
"O-oh thanks," you moved your hair from your face, "that's so sweet. Uh, what's your name?"
She perked up before nodding. "Oh, yeah! I'm Ochaco Ururaka!"
"Nice to meet you! You can just call me (y/n)," you said.
"Oh, ok! So, formal!" She beamed happily.
You then glanced at Izuku teasingly before leaning towards Ochaco, "So, do tell, what else did dear Zuku, have to say about me?" You tilted your head innocently while Izuku basically had a heart attack behind her.
"Oh! Well, he really seems to lik--!" She began, until Iida caught everyone's attention as he stared at the door, calling out a surprised.
"It's him."
Izuku couldn't have been more relieved and terrified then in this moment, even as the commanding Tenya came charging up to him, passing you and Ochaco who glanced at the two confused. "U-um, hi!" Izuku gulped and the attention, you glanced around wondering now, when so many people showed up.
"Good Morning!" Tenya declared. "My name is Tenya Iida, from the So--" you sighed as he began to introduce himself again, he seemed to have forgotten he had insulted Izuku and you both during the exam.
"I'm Izuku Midoriya, it's super nice to meet you." Even from here you could see the closed in boy shaking, obviously Tenya's outburst during the entrance exam was still getting to him.
"Midoriya," Tenya began. "You realized there was something more to the practical exam, didn't you?" Izuku looked confused, you giggled softly at his cluelessness sometimes. "You must be very perceptive, I misjudged you. And I admit, as a student, you are far superior to me!"
You shook you head at the exchange. It's like watching a soap opera with this guy...
Ochaco then turned, excited. "What do you think we're doing today besides orientation? I wonder what our teachers are like! Oh, I can't wait to meet everybody!" You sweatdropped as she went on with questions, before glancing over as a yellow sleeping bag fell into view behind her.
"If you're just here to make friends, then you can pack up your stuff now," a voice said simply, everyone froze over as they turned, you recognized the voice peering behind Ochaco to see Aizawa on the floor. That man was always tired, you wondered if he'd ever switch to morning hero work?
"Welcome to U.A.'s hero course," he began to speak, lazily, as Ochaco and Izuku began to silently freak out at the man in a yellow sleeping bag. He zipped the beg down slightly to finish his juice box with a final slurp, and then the three mentally lost it.
Aizawa sat up, standing in the sleeping bag. "It took 8 seconds before you all shut up, that's not gonna work," he said, stepping out the sleeping bag after zipping it down. "Time is precious. Rational students would understand that," he stared down the students in front of him, tiredly.
His eyes linking with yours briefly and they widen a fraction in recognition, you smiled brightly before he looked away. "Hello, I'm Shouta Aizawa," he introduced himself, before finishing with the most surprising statement of all. "Your teacher."
You could feel the air turn cold as everyone found the reality quite unbelievable.
This would be interesting.
He opened up a bag, "Right, let's get to it," He sighed pulling out a uniform. "Put these on and head outside." You glanced down at the gym uniform, you recognized it from some of Dad's photos from his days in U.A.
You guessed you'd all be skipping orientation today.
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Ochaco followed you to the girls locker room, she was so happy to talk to someone and it appeared you both would be great friends already. He could see why Zuku, as you called the messy haired boy, liked you so much. You appreciated her enthusiasm, even happily adding onto her excitement until you both were just giggling together.
You all began to set aside your clothing, when Ochaco glanced at you when you nervously shrugged off your blazer, putting it into your locker. You seemed lost in thought, your hands shook slightly as you began to take off your skirt. "(Y/n)?" She questioned, curiously.
You whipped around to look at her, snapping out of it. "Uh, yeah?"
She had just taken off her shirt as she asked you, "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, yeah of course. Sorry," you chuckled slightly, although it seemed forced. She looked alittle unconvinced, but turned anyway and unclipped her skirt, wondering what could have unease you.
You then lifted you unbuttoned your shirt, shrugging it off your shoulder's, Ochaco couldn't help but glance at you as you reached over for your gym uniform. Her eyes widened in surprise at the scars across your thighs, they were faint and dragged up your side and around to your mid back. Then, a few light slashes across your right shoulder down to your shoulder blade, it was actually quite beautiful despite the pain she knew must've came from them. But, you then turned slightly and she could see the red gem that produced a dull glow on your chest, just between your breasts, she couldn't help the small gasp that escaped her.
She straightened, looking away as she blushed harshly at the loud sound that escaped her. You were looking at her, she guiltily glanced over as you held your gym uniform to your chest, trying to cover up your scars as you continued to get dressed. She cursed herself as she knew she had made you feel even further self-conscious, she felt horrible.
She quickly turned back, opening her mouth to apologize and tell you how retry she thought you were, how your scars were so amazing and how strong she knew you were but another girl spoke up. "Those scars look like they were painful," came a girls comment, you looked over, she had dark green hair and her tongue was sticking out from the corner of her mouth.
"Uh, um, yeah," your hand reached across to your shoulder, probably feeling worse. "They were." You dragged a small laugh to fight off your sensitivity about them.
"You must be pretty strong then," she added, catching you interest. "They make you look really cool," Not expecting that answer, your eye's widened before you blushed.
"Oh, Thanks, that means alot." You smiled, straightening slightly to slip your legs into the uniform, it was pretty form fitting. "I heard your name was Asui, right?"
She literally produced a ribbit, eliciting an understanding of her quirk. "You can call me Tsu, ribbit."
That's when Ochaco came into the conversation, "Yeah! (Y/n), you must be seriously experienced with hero work! You must've been training seriously hard!" She hoped she made you feel better.
You smiled at your friend, "I hope so. Thanks, Uraraka," you beamed, and her heart lifted.
You slipped your hands into the uniform and Ochaco couldn't help but admire your figure as well, you were definetly training, your body was stunning. She looked away quickly before she was caught staring again, people beginning to leave to go to the court yard.
"I wonder what we're doing today?" Ochaco wondered aloud.
"Maybe some testing," you said.
She paled, pouting. "A test? Already?! But it's only the first day!"
You chuckled, "No, like an assessment, see where we stand on how well we deal with a certain subject, our quirks. I heard that some students skip the orientation altogether."
"Wouldn't we be missing all the important things about U.A.?" Tsu questioned.
You looked up thoughtfully as you all began to walk out the locker rooms. "I guess. But, maybe it's becuase were in the hero course. I could be wrong, ya know," you said sheepishly. Although you knew you were probably right, Aizawa wasn't one to sugarcoat anything so you doubted that he'd bother going through with orientation.
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"A QUIRK ASSESSMENT TEST??"
Ah, so you were right.