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“Nadja, we’re about to go live!”
I prepare myself, look at my notes, searching for any mistakes. I correct my clothes a little, and put on a professional smile.
I see the assistant put three fingers in the air. Two. One.
“Don’t be amused, It's just the news!
Yesterday, a villain by the name of Pyroblaster went on a rampage. Seventy-eight civilians were injured during this one-hour attack. Luckily, there were no casualties. What made this incident stand out so much from others were all the anomalies that happened during the fight. Lumière Éclair, La Fleur de Fer, Vent Divin, and Éclat de Glace, all fought Pyroblaster for 50 minutes straight, having no effect on the villain. The three top ten heroes and the ice prodigy couldn't scratch the villain, as you can see on the screen. Then, a no-name vigilante who the public named “Eiketsu '' appeared and saved the day in just under five minutes. The internet right now is in an uproar for this new mysterious vigilante, and it’s slowly becoming a fan favorite for the hero community.”
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“Chat! Chat! look look look, look at this, chat!
You Saw that??!!!! OMG that punch to the face made me cu-”
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“How ass at your job can you be to get saved by a, probably, 17, 18 year old! Are we really going to let this slide, people? Are all of you that blind?!!! Top five heroes, TOP FIVE, were carried by a teen vigilante! Who, might I add, was doing that for the first time. I mean really! What? Is this the next coming of All Might or something?! The fastest man AND number one of Europe had to rely on a kid's Quirk to power up to even touch Pyroblaster!”
“John, you gotta understand. The villains quirk just was that powerful, you can’t blame the heroes—”
“Oh! So this, “Eiketsu”, is now the second coming of All might! That’s what you’re saying! Do you even hear yourself?!!!”
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“Lumière Éclair, La Fleur de Fer, Vent Divin, and Éclat de Glace. You have the number 1, 5, 3, and 43 of the French Hero Rankings, with Éclate de Glance, already being predicted to reach within the top 20 next French Hero Rankings. Please tell me, with a team that stacked, a team that alone could defeat almost any villain themselves, they end up relying on a vigilante. I’m, obviously, not saying these heroes are bad or weak heroes. Only the haters do that, we already saw again and again these guys' capabilities, and they have years of hero work under their feet. But! But, there’s something scary going on there, cause I don’t know what kind of Quirk lets you be invincible, have super strength, inhuman reflexes, teleport out of a scene with no traces left behind and shoot beams of power from your right arm.”
“Oh! Oh My God! I think you are onto something. So, what do you think it’s happening?”
“I think it’s obvious we are dealing with a new villain group.”
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Vigilantes are my Everything @vigilantes_on_top_
OMG!!!!! I’m in love with this new vigilante! He is so Cool!!! (and also kinda cute)
Mark :) @markous_the3rd
Replying to @vigilantes_on_top_ omg yes that first punch in the face of the villain was incredible
FREYA 1# @katie_yt566
Replying to @vigilantes_on_top_ that man really went in his debut and showed top five heroes how it’s done
Nocturne Lover @n0cturn3_4DWin
Replying to @vigilantes_on_top_ The name they gave him is so cringe tho like wtf is “Eiketsu”
Just a Fashion Girl @Claire_2207
Replying to @vigilantes_on_top_ @n0cturn3_4DWin He really said that and then gave us the coolest name ever
The Magic Girl @Akko_kagariii
Replying to @vigilantes_on_top_ HE WAS SO COOL!!!
Adrien #1 Fan @adrien_my_l0v3r
Replying to @vigilantes_on_top_ how old r u? cause if you say 18 or more i’m calling 911 on u, he is CLEARLY a minor
Vigilantes are my Everything @vigilantes_on_top_
Replying to @vigilantes_on_top_ @adrien_my_l0v3r You are trying to lecture me about being careful with minors????? You are an adrien fan. Adrien is still 13. Wtf are you talking about. How old are YOU?
Hero Fan Here @Heroes_are_everything_to_me
Replying to @vigilantes_on_top_ Eiketsu < Lumière Éclair < All Might
Ice on my veins @luke_blons
Replying to @vigilantes_on_top_ @Heroes_are_everything_to_me Typical all might fan, bringing him in all conversation. shut your annoying ass for once bro
Camm @Camillie_LE2201
Replying to @vigilantes_on_top_ @Heroes_are_everything_to_me Maybe All Might Prime does. But atm LE clears All Might and it’s not even a debate.
Saphira my Queen @clara_sph_05
Replying to @vigilantes_on_top_ @Heroes_are_everything_to_me only the Japanese still think all might is still the number one itw. LE, Star and Stripe or even Apollo destroys all might rn. We get that he is the goat but he is almost 55 years old. 55! He is the goat, but that man is past his prime.
Alya @martinicianbeauty
Replying to @vigilantes_on_top_ ME TOO!! Always love to see a new vigilante showing these “heroes” how it’s done
LUMIÈRE ÉCLAIR IS SO HOT @speeed4lifebbyyy
is no one goin to talk about that lumière éclair transformation?
who does he think he is looking that sexy in a skin tight costume
One of Makinma’s dog @tommygdct123
Replying to @speeed4lifebbyyy shii female lumière éclair fans are down bad
I’m jacked af @mattyyy_ln
Replying to @speeed4lifebbyyy @tommygdct123 BRO wtf look at your user name!!!
Blond Speedster Lover @L_E_lover2209
Replying to @speeed4lifebbyyy OMG!!! YESSSS!!! I love him so much! He is so HOT
Cook Master ;) @sanji_vinsmoke
Replying to @speeed4lifebbyyy @L_E_lover2203 You are pretty hot too tbh, u like blonds right?
All Might the GOAT @benny_buhjio
People don’t seem to realize that “Eiketsu” just means hero, or powerful hero in japanese. Whoever came up with that is so lazy bro. It sound cool and all but cringy af
Alya @martinicianbeauty
Replying to @benny_buhjio But that fits him so much!!! And it’s such a cool name too
L’Éclat Miroir is better than you @brewmaster_kai
I don't see the hype in this new vigilante tbh. He threw the most amateur punch in pro hero history.
Minotauro stan @gym_junkie_sam
Replying to @brewmaster_kai You're just jealous cause you know this “Eiketsu” is already better than Eclat miroir. We all know she is a fraud.
Fleur de Fer pls give me uppies @CipherCelestial22
Replying to @brewmaster_kai I completely agree with this. I'm not denying that he has potential, in fact I think he has the potential to enter a top 10, but he didn't do much. He only won because he had a broken quirk.
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Dozens of reporters are seen swarming the place. The place they were swarming? The French Hero Association, a subdivision of the European Hero Association. The person they were here for? The President of The FHA (French Hero Association), Philippe Dubois.
He was this tall man in his fifties, with cold eyes and a serious expression. He had white hair, probably because of age and stress, blue eyes, and caucasian skin. He wore a black suit, with a black tie, and a white buttoned undershirt.
“Mr.Dubois! Mr.Dubois! What are your thoughts on this new vigilante!”
“Mr.Dubois! What do you think of the criticism the French heroes are receiving because of yesterday’s incident!”
“Mr.Dubois! Mr.Dubois! Will you do something about this new vigilante?!”
“Mr.Dubois! Do you think this vigilante is a threat to Paris?!”
“Mr.Dubois! Will the FHA try to arrest this new vigilante?!”
“Do you or do you not hold the heroes accountable for yesterday’s incident?!”
But, Philippe Dubois kept walking, avoiding all questions. When the president arrived at his car, one of the president's assistants opened the door for him, and the president got in the car, ignoring all the shouting.
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“I’m so screwed.” I said looking at my phone, while sitting at the edge of my bed in pajamas. “ Why? Why? Why? Why?! It wasn’t that big of a deal, right?! I mean, I don’t see anything that says anything about magic, so why am I getting viral?!” I protested while shaking my head, “I’m going to jail, I’m going to jail, I’m going to jail!”
“Bush-kun, relax. You are not going anywhere!” Nooroo, the magical mini-god tied to a brooch, tried to ease my nerves.
“Nooroo! Did you see the costume I was wearing?! My face just had a domino mask! I’m surprised I already don’t have cops at my doorstep asking me questions! It’ll not be long before they figure out who I am, and next thing I know I’m going to prison!” I freak out while bringing my hands to my head.
“Actually, no one will be able to figure out who you are, Bush-kun, it’s impossible!” Nooroo said while smiling proudly, as if he just said something incredible.
“Huh? What do you mean It 's impossible? Did you see the mask I was wearing? It covers nothing of my face! It’s one of the worst disguises I’ve ever seen!”
“No it’s not, Bush-kun. Remember, Magic.” Nooroo said grinning.
“That doesn’t explain anything. So what because of magic, no one will be able to figure out who I am?”
“Yes! It is called Quantum Masking! That little mask you wore on your face, prevents anyone from ever figuring out who you are! It’s so strong at first, that as long as you don’t leave very obvious clues about your identity, or you detransform in front of someone, no one will be able to figure out who you are!” Nooroo explained with a satisfied expression.
“Oh….. Well, that’s awfully convenient.”
“I know, right?! Isn’t it incredible what magic can achieve?” Nooroo said with stars in his eyes.
“Yeah… Thank All Might,” I said, laying down on my bed out of relief.
“So…. What are you going to do now, Bush-kun?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you are an internet sensation, you are famous! Are you going to keep being a hero or what?”
“Yeah, of course. If there are any more of those Amoks, I’ll be there no matter what! Although, the fame I received is so embarrassing! Why did they have to name me Eiketsu? That 's so corny!” I said while putting my hands to my face to hide my embarrassment.
“Don’t worry about it, Bush-kun! It’s normal, comes with the job of being a hero. And more when you have such a cool Miraculous like mine!” Nooroo said, looking so proud of himself. “Oh! And now that you are my holder, we are going to have to visit the guardian, to see if he approves or not.”
“Huh? But I thought you said you chose me or something. A guardian? Like the actual guardian of Miraculous? He is going to decide if I keep the Miraculous or not?! Was it bad that I used you?! Did I do a bad job?!”
“Oh, no no no. It’s just protocol,” Nooroo shakes his head and little arms. “When a Miraculous gets lost, the one who finds it either refuses to see the guardian and decides to use the Miraculous for their own gain, or they are good people that want to do good. You are of the second option, and as such we need to see if the guardian considers you a good holder for my Miraculous.”
“Oh…. Sooo when are we going?”
“Oh, I don’t know. I don’t know where he is actually. I’ve been trapped for a very long time. But it’s most likely that he is in Paris, with this villain Miraculous holder, there’s no way he isn’t in the city.”
“Oh, okay.” I said while relaxing once again. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you. Am I going to have to do this fighting thing alone? Because as much as your abilities are super useful, I’m still terrible at fighting.”
“Oh, don’t worry. I’m sure the guardian is going to pick some other holders to help you fight this Peacock.”
“Oh, Thank All Might!”
“Who is that?”
“What?”
“You know, you keep mentioning him again and again. Is it like a new catchphrase or a famous person?”
“Who, All Might?”
“Yes!”
“YOU DON'T KNOW-'' Inhales “We need some catching up to do for you. And fast, because no friend of mine cannot not know All Might!” I said, standing up and starting the computer.
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“This is getting ridiculous,” I whispered.
In front of me was one of those street stands that sells low-quality hero merch. What was ridiculous was the merch shirt right in front of me. On the loud-green shirt was this green silhouette of a butterfly and the kanjis (英傑) that formed “Eiketsu” below that.
‘In just six days they manage to produce fake merch?!!! Why?!! I’m not that popular, right?!! And I only fought one villain!’ I thought, bringing one hand to my face. I was getting more embarrassed and red by the second.
“Mmmh…. I want to buy one. Excuse me, how much for the shirt?” Kagami said, looking at the street vendor.
“Kagami!! Yo-You want to buy one?!!” I looked at my cousin.
“Well, yeah, he kinda saved my life, Izuku,” She turned to look at me, as if her answer was so obvious. “Besides, it’s a cool t-shirt, of a cool hero.”
“H-H-He isn’t t-that c-co-cool,” This is so embarrassing. Kagami thinks I’m cool? I was not that cool in the fight, right? Cool enough to buy merch? Isn’t that a bit much? I mean, It was a wet dream of mine to have my own merch, but It feels like I’m cheating. It wasn’t even me who did all the “cool” stuff, it was all Nooroo. “P-Pretty mid t-to be honest.”
“Wow, that’s the first time I hear you say something negative about a hero, Izuku,” said Marinette, with a look of surprise.
That 's right, Marinette is with us!
Over the past six days, after the Pyroblaster incident, Kagami forced me to go to the bakery, making me interact with Marinette a lot more. Eventually, Kagami and Marinette decided to hang out a little more, go see what the city has to offer. And here I am! Walking Paris streets with Kagami and Marinette. My cousin, and my new (hopefully) friend. I’m kind of a beast at making friends, I know. And she is a girl! I’m amazing aren’t I?! I admit I still can’t get the stammering out when talking to her yet, but I’m making progress.
“W-Well, he is getting a l-little too much c-credit, don’t you think? He really d-didn't do much. He just appeared once, and s-suddenly people are treating him like he just s-saved the entire city. I’m just saying he is a little o-overrated,” I said nervously.
“You really don’t like him, huh?” says Marinette, with even more surprise in her face.
“I-I mean.... ‘don’t like’ is k-kind of a s-strong word….…....in disagreement?”
“Huh? That doesn’t make se-”
“Oh! What is that?! Lumière Éclair merch?!” Good diversion Izuku. You totally nailed it. “Now, That! That is a cool hero. Fastest man in Europe, arguably faster than All Might, and who should get all the attention. Oh! I see another stand with more merch, I’ll go look at it!” I said and escaped from the conversation.
When I’m far away from Kagami and Marinette, I sigh. Honestly, I don’t see where all the hype is. I wasn’t that impressive, right?
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Come on, Izuku!!! You can fricking do this! You just have to keep a low profile, and you’ll breeze through the first day. Today is the first time you’ll enter a classroom since the incident. No big deal. You are in France, on another continent. Thousands of kilometers away. You’re not in Japan.
“You okey, Izuku?” Kagami asked, looking at me with worry.
“Don’t worry about it, Kagami. Just a little nervous, that’s all. This isn’t Japan.” I smiled nervously at her.
Kagami smiled at me. “ You’ve got this, Izuku. You’re going to do great.”
I take a deep breath. I’ve got this. I’m ready.
With Kagami, we enter the school, Collège Françoise Dupont.
“Alright, so we have to go to Ms.Mendeleiev's classroom,” said Kagami, looking down at a paper with her information.
Huh, weird. I swore that I wasn’t in that teacher’s class yesterday. Oh well, If Kagami says we are.
“Huh?” I looked down at MY paper, and It says I’m at Ms.Bustier’s class. That 's weird…. Kagami got it wrong. “Ummm…. Actually, we are in Ms.Bustier’s class, Kagami. I think you read it wrong.”
“…… No…. It clearly says Ms.Mendeleiev in mine.”
“……. Wait… You don’t think……” My eyes widened in realization, praying on the inside I’m wrong.
“Oh…..” She looks at my paper, “Well…….. Good luck.” She turned around ready to leave.
“WAIT!” I grabbed her arm before she left, “I-I think it’s c-clear t-they made a-a mistake, right? Kagami?” Please! Don’t leave now, Kagami! I’m not THAT ready!
Kagami looks at me and she sighs, clearly thinking it through. That's a relief. For a moment I thought she was going to throw me to hyenas.
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‘I hate her so much.’
Okay, remember, low profile. Just get inside, head low, and try to find the most isolated seat you can.
Deep breaths.
Deep. Breaths.
One. Two. Three. Four. Five.
Release.
Close your eyes.
Deep breaths.
Deep. Breaths.
One. Two. Three.
Release.
Open your eyes.
You’re in control.
Notebook.
You have your notebook.
Concentrate on the notebook.
No one is going to take it away.
Kacchan is not here.
He can’t burn it.
It 's safe.
You’re safe.
.
Alright, I’m ready.
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“Nino, why don’t you have a seat in the front row this year,” I said to my student in the back.
Nino Lahuffe is a tall slender teenager, with short dark brown hair, and dark skin. He wears a red cap, glasses, and headphones that hangs on his neck. He also was wearing a blue shirt and jeans.
As he was walking down, bubbles were coming off of his skin. That was his quirk. Bubble production.
Nino, with lazy and annoyed movements, sat on the front row on the right side of the classroom.
On the left side of the classroom were the other five students present.
On the back of the left side was Rose Lavillant. Rose is a fair-skinned, petite teenager girl, with blonde pixie cut hair, and blue eyes. Rose wears a crotch-length light magenta dress with light pink sleeves and the front of the top. Right now, she is illuminating around her with a glow. Because of her quirk, Sunshine, every time she is happy she glows. The more happy, the more shine.
In front of Rose sitting together were Kim Lê Chiên and Max Kanté. Kim has olive skin, gray eyes, and black hair, with ends dyed gold style, styled into a sharp quiff. Kim wears a red short-sleeved hoodie and navy blue track sweatpants. Max on the other hand is a short slender teenager boy, who has a medium-brown complexion, and coily-kinky brown hair. Max wears glasses, a green shirt, and light grayish and brown checkered jeans.
In front of them was Mylene Haprèle. Mylene is this short chubby girl with the head of a white mouse. She wears a pink bandana, blue t-shirt underneath a dark green jacket with a hood. She wears jean shorts and brown leggings that tried hiding her little mouse tail.
Lastly, in the front row, was one of the new kids.This girl is a Martinician Creole-French girl with a curvaceous body. She has heart-shaped lips, and grayish gold eyes. Her hair is wavy and reddish-brown ombre, growing slightly past her shoulders and having brilliant orange tips. She wears glasses, a white tank top underneath a short-sleeved plaid shirt with white, beige, orange, and purple stripes; light blue jeans, and brilliant crimson lipstick.
I look down at a paper with the students' names, because I can't seem to remember the name of the new girl.
Name: Alya Césaire
Age: 14 (July 25)
Gender: Female
Height: 171 cm
Quirk: Hair Change. Change the color of her hair to whatever she wants, whenever she wants. Takes one (1) minute to complete the process.
It was Alya Césaire.
As I look up to the class again, I hear the sound of the door opening. I’m presented with this short, round faced, green haired kid. He is fair skinned and has green eyes. He has a set of four symmetrical freckles in diamond formation, one on each cheek. He is very plain looking. In his skinny body he wears a white t-shirt, with a small smiley face with two sticks coming off the head forming little antennas. The smiley face is placed on the top right of the shirt, above the heart. On top of the white t-shirt, he wears a blue no-hoodie jacket with a four pointed white star brooch, black jeans, and big red sneakers.
This kid I also hadn’t seen before. Great! Another new kid! Oh, poor boy. He looks so nervous.
I look down again to the paper.
Name: Izuku Midoriya
Age: 14 (July 15)
Gender: Male
Height: 166 cm
Quirk: Quirkless.
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When I’m inside the class I look around. On my right are the students and when I look to my left I see who I think it’s the teacher approaching me.
The teacher is a tall, light-skinned woman with moderate vermillion hair, which is pulled back into a high bun, strong cyan eyes, thin light pink lips, and freckles. She wears a soft light blue jacket with a moderate opal popped collared shirt and a white undershirt beneath, along with a pair of white earrings and a small necklace. She also wears soft light blue pants and white high heel shoes.
“You must be the other new student, right?” she asked, looking kindly at me. A sudden sense of comfort came over me. It was as if I had been friends with this woman all my life, even though I don’t even know her name. I was at ease.
“Y-Yes, I’m I-I-Izuku M-Midoriya. Nice to m-meet you,” I said, bowing slightly at her.
“It is very nice meeting you. My name is Caline Bustier, but my students call me Miss Bustier. If you have any problems or questions don’t hesitate to ask, yes?”
“Yes,” I bow again, and turn to look at where to sit. I Immediately chose the seat on the far back.
When walking towards my seat, I pass by a guy having bubbles come off his skin. Incredible quirk. I look around to see who my other classmates are. I already see two other people who I’m interested in. One is a mouse girl, and another, the glowing girl in the back. Whenever I get the courage, I’ll have to ask the glowing girl what her quirk is. The others are two boys sitting together, and the last one of my classmates currently present is a girl with caramel skin and the most beautiful hair I’ve ever seen. Needless to say I almost tripped and fell on my face. But I manage to get on my seat before making anything clumsy.
As I sat down in the last row on the left side of the classroom, from my perspective, I couldn’t help myself but stare at the girl’s hair. It was fascinating how alive it feels. Like a sea of reddish-brown with a beach of orange waters.
I’m interrupted from being a creep by the sound of the door opening in a very hard manner.
From the door entered a teenage girl of medium height. She has brilliant blue eyes, pale pink lips, light golden blonde hair, and a lot of makeup. Her hair is parted in the middle while pulled back into a high ponytail held in place by a white hair tie. She wears a sparkly brilliant yellow bolero over a white with black stripes and white jeans.
Behind her following close is another teenage girl. This girl is short, fair-skinned with chin-length ginger hair that is styled in a bob cut, strong cyan eyes, and light pink lipstick. She wears a white headband and glasses. A purple and blue argyle vest, and underneath that, a white long-sleeved shirt with a very deep purple bow tied to the collar. She also has light blue shorts, and black leggings.
The blonde girl who is taking the lead, glances at the classroom and immediately spots the girl with the beautiful hair in the front and approaches her.
“And who the heck are you?” asked the blonde girl with a very mean expression, looking down at the girl with caramel skin.
“Umm….” She seemed very confused. “ I’m new he-” She was interrupted by the door opening once again.
Marinette!
The baker teen arrived very agitated and immediately went to the second row on my side of the class and sat down. But when she did, she was suddenly cornered by both the blonde girl and the other teen that followed her.
The blonde girl slammed her hand in front of Marinette.
“Marinette Dupain-Cheng.”
“Ugh, here we go again.”
“That’s MY seat.”
“But Chloe, this has always been my seat.’
As Marinette was having that conversation, I noticed that a few more people were arriving.
The first one was a boy, a teen?
Most definitely a man, with capital M. He was massive. A large and bulky teenager with dark gray eyes. His hair is short and black, except for a tuft of long, dyed blonde hair above his forehead. But that was not the most interesting feature of him. At the top of his head, two white massive horns were there. If I had to guess they were most probably from a bull. He wears a black t-shirt with a white design of two crossing bones printed on the chest and black slacks. This boy was VERY intimidating.
Behind the horned boy came a medium height boy with turquoise eyes, and face length messy ginger hair. He has long bangs that are brushed to the left side of his face, covering most of his left eye. He wears a red orange t-shirt and over his shirt, he wears a dark gray dress jacket. He finishes his outfit with plain purple jeans.
Both of them went up and sat in front of me.
A few seconds passed and a girl entered the classroom skating in roller skaters. She was a slender, short, fair skinned, and lean teenage girl with brilliant cerulean eyes and messy red hair in a bob cut that is partially tied into a small ponytail on the right side. All her hair underneath a black cap. She wears a black long-sleeved underneath a dark vermilion tank. She also wears black jean shorts. What left me in awe were her legs. Both of them were pitch black metal-like, and her feet were literally roller skaters. If I had to guess, she is a speedster with how strong her legs and roller skaters look.
This girl continued skating and sat next to the mouse mutant girl.
“Hey! Who elected you Queen of Seats?” The girl with the pretty hair spoke disturbed.
“Look, Sabrina, we’ve got a little hero in the class this year.” The mean girl announced in a mean girls 'I'm going to shove you into your locker’ kind of bully voice. “And what can YOU do, Super-Newbie, shoot beams at me with your glasses?” That would be the coolest quirk in existence. Shoot beams out of your glasses? Would you have to be born with glasses, or make a bond with a pair, or with any kind of glasses? What counts as glasses with this imaginary quirk? Would a monocle count? And if you could count it as one, would you shoot beams out of both eyes or just the one that has the glasses on? Or is the beam coming off the rim of the glasses? Would glasses with no rim count? Then it probably comes off the glass itself. Would simply looking through a window count? What would be the parameter? I imagine it should be at will, but if not? Would you have to go blind so you can't look through any kind of glass like windows and such? And what if–.
“All right, Has everyone found a seat?” Oh, the class is starting, and it looks like Marinette went to sit next to the pretty girl. Bummer. I was about to ask her to sit next to me (I'm talking about Marinette, of course). I guess she already has friends in this class. “For those of you who don't yet know me, I'm Miss Bustier.”
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Oh, a young running boy. Blond hair, good height for his age, a good athletic body, and a balanced Yin and Yang core. Good candidate. Alright, let's see if this young man is like the other kind girl. Time to put on the ‘About to die of back pain. Some kind soul please help this weak old grandpa’ act.
“Oh!” Now push my cane away. “Oh! my cane.” I said in the best ‘Weak old man’ voice I could come up with. “Without it I can't walk, If only a kind soul would help me.”
“Here, let me help you sir.” Excellent! Good! Good! This is the one.
“Thank you, Young man,” I grabbed the cane and got up. He gave me a kind smile and a small nod. Ohh! How charming, I bet he is popular with the ladies. And I could swear I saw his face somewhere before.
And before I could ask for his name, he turned around and left.
Damn it, I didn't have time to sneak the Cat Miraculous. I guess I'll have to follow him to his house now.
I look to my left and see one of those advertisement pillars, and I gaze upon the young man’s face plastered on it. Ohhhhh, so he is a model. Easier for me to find out where he lives, score.
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The bell rang loud.
“Mr. D’Argencourt is expecting you below at the courtyard for PE, everyone.” Miss Bustier announced,
Oh, we have PE already?
I look down at my schedule. And It seems we have. Great. First day, and this early I'll show my ‘Awesome’ and ‘Athletic’ skills to everyone.
As I got up from my seat, my soul almost went out of my body as I heard a scream. “Kim!!!!” The Horned boy shouted as he grabbed the red hoodie of another boy, and raised his fist in intention to punch him.
“Ivan, what is going on?!” Miss Bustier asked in an authoritarian manner.
“It’s Kim! I'm so gonna get-” Ivan pointed at Kim, raising again his fist.
“Ivan! Go to the principal’s office.” Miss Bustier said and Ivan growled as he grabbed his backpack and started to leave.
Phew!
For a moment I thought they were going to fight right in the middle of the class.
As Ivan reached for the handle of the door to get out of the classroom, everyone waited for a moment, a few giggling (The mean girls duo), a few looking in surprise, and another few looking indifferently. When Ivan got out, everyone took this as a sign to follow behind. I see Marinette and the pretty girl leaving first. I don't think in this half hour of an introduction class, Marinette noticed I was in her class.
With that moment already in the back of my mind, I got up and followed everyone out of the classroom to head towards the courtyard.
As I'm walking towards the stairs to go down and to the courtyards, because this classroom is on the second floor, the glowing girl stops and looks back at me and smiles.
“Hi! How are you? Are you new here?” She looks up at me and smiles while glowing.
Okay, time to socialize, don't mess this up.
“Y-Yes, T-This is my first d-day here.” Success! I'll have to thank Marinette for the practice she gave me.
“Awesome! I'm Rose and next to me is Juleka.” As she points next to her. Huh? But there's no one next to he-HUH?!!! I could have sworn no one was next to Rose a moment ago.
“Oh! Yes, Juleka here has the quirk ‘Low Profile’, you won’t notice her unless she speaks or someone points her out. Isn't she cool?” Rose explained, grabbing the arm of Juleka.
“Hi… It isn't as cool as she says it is,” Juleka spoke softly as she looked down in shyness. Juleka is a slender teenage pale-skinned girl who stands at a medium height (a little taller than Marinette and me). She has brilliant red eyes with dark eyeshadow and long black hair with dyed purple tips at the end and bangs covering the left side of her face. She wears a very soft magenta lipstick and painted nails. She also wears a black turtlenecked, swan-necked dress with a sea green lined collar, and black mesh sleeves. She also wears brilliant purple ripped leggings with rips above the knees and black high top sneakers with white soles and fingerless gloves in her hands.
“That’s so awesome!!!” My eyes sparkled with awe. I mean really, Low Profile? That's super broken. You could easily be an underground Hero or an agent or a spy. You could easily infiltrate a Villain base and gather information. If someone knows beforehand where you are and you stay in that position, are they gonna notice you? Or is it like trying to find a needle in a haystack? If you are in an empty room with a camera, is the one monitoring the camera noticing you? Or are you invincible to him? Do you have to speak for someone to notice you, or with physical touch is enough? It is called ‘Low Profile’ so it's not invisibility. But still, if you push someone in a large crowd and you continue walking, are they not gonna notice you? Is it not the perfect quirk for also stealing? Can you not also-.
“See, Juleka!!!” Rose shakes Juleka’s arm, “He also finds your quirk super cool!!!” Oh shit, did I say all that out loud?
“Ah, I'm sorry for rambling like that.” I say while dying from embarrassment. “I get e-excited with q-quirks.”
“Oh, no, It's okay.” Juleka said with her face red. “Thank you, for saying all that.” She finished while looking down in shyness.
“It’s okay.” I said while putting one hand behind my head, “Oh, right. I’m Mid- Izuku Midoriya.” I introduce myself, bowing to them. Okay, we’re on the topic of quirk, It's my chance. “C-Can I a-ask what your p-power is, Rose-san?”
“Of course!” Rose agreed, smiling at me. “My power is called ‘Sunshine’. Whenever I get happy, I glow. The more happy I am, the more I shine.” She explained, while at the same time glowing.
“Oh, That’s amazing!” I looked at Rose in awe. “Is it only when you're happy, or with every positive emotion? If it is with every positive emotion, what emotions does your power consider positive? Is it instead that your power registers pheromones in your brain, like dopamine, endorphin, serotonin, and oxytocin? Or does it also register the muscles of your face when you're smiling?”
“Wow! I never thought of that, to be honest. You really are a quirk enthusiastic, huh?” Rose interrupted me from my soon to be rumbling. “I’m sorry, but the quirk analyst only said when I’m happy, so… I don’t have an answer for you, hehehe.”
“Oh, I’m sorry I almost went rumbling again” I quickly apologized to Rose, bowing to her. “And don't worry about those questions. Those are only silly thoughts.”
“Oh, I see. Then can I ask you something?” Rose askes me.
Oh, SHIT. Here it comes, the moment she asks what my power is, and I have to answer that I was not born that lucky. Followed by this conversation getting super awkward, and Rose and Juleka searching for an excuse to leave this conversation, because who the fuck want to be friends with a quirkless. There’s a reason why I've yet to tell even Marinette about my quirkless status. I'm not sure any normal person in this society will try to make friends with a quirkless, unless they are family. But family doesn't count. You're kind of obligated to, although my family are kinder than probably most others, so that's a plus.I'm pretty sure Kagami and Aunt Tomoe are the only ones here in Paris that know I’m quirkless.
“Y-Y-Yes.” I agree. As much as I want to say ‘NO!!!’, I'm not going to be that disrespectful to a person who was so kind to me.
“Are you foreign?” Rose asked, smiling at me, glowing while doing so. “I ask because you said I’m ‘Rose-san’ and it's just something I always hear in anime.”
What?
HUH?!!! Is this Karma?!
Thank you, All Might. Mother. Father. God. Thank you for this blessing you threw upon me.
“Japanese!” I answered her, almost too happy. “ I’m from Japan. And yes, we use those to address people.”
We continue talking while going down to the courtyard.
When we were in front of the PE teacher with the rest of the students, one of them came up to me.
“OH! Heck Yeah! A new dude! Finally!” the red hoodie guy who the horned boy called ‘Kim’ came up to me. Close behind came another boy of dark skin and glasses. “Hi, Broccoli dude, I’m Kim. Let me guess, you have a vegetable quirk?”
The boy with glasses slapped Kim in the head. “Be respectful, idiot.” He turned and looked at me, “Excuse him, what he has in muscle, he lacks in intelligence.” He apologized to me. “I'm Max, nice to meet you.”
“Izuku Midoriya, It's nice meeting you too.” I said, bowing a little while introducing myself.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m Max Kanté.” He re-introduce himself.
“Oh, right! I’m Rose Lavillante.” Rose said, raising her hand as if the teacher is calling attendance.
“Ah… Juleka Couffaine,” Juleka said very quietly.
“I’m Kim!” Kim re-introduce himself. Kind of.
“Your full name, dumbass. Be respectful.” Max scolded Kim.
“Oh…” He seemed like he understood. “I’m Kim! And I’m super athletic!” Or not so much.
“You really just have muscle instead of brains, don't you.” Max sighed and seemed defeated.
“It's okay.” I say, waving my hand, “There’s no problem, don't worry, hehe.”
“So!” Kim once again raised his voice, “What’s your power?” Kim asked, while from one of his pockets he pulled a banana. “Mine is that I get hungry all the time.” He said with a piece of banana in his mouth.
“Ughh, this idiot,” Max sighed again. “We talked about this already, Kim! That is not your quirk, that is only a small part of it.” Max explained to Kim what seemed to be the hundredth time. “His quirk is Super Metabolism, making him immune to illnesses, intoxication, faster than normal healing, impossible for Kim to gain weight, and making Kim a top notch athlete. The side effect of this power, of course, is high calorie maintenance. And that’s why Kim says his power is getting hungry at all times, because he is.” Max explained to me, raising his glasses with his index finger.
“Ohhhh, wow! Really, Max?!” Kim nodded while giving his banana a final bite, as if Max explained a stranger's power instead of his.
“That's incredible!!!” I exclaimed in awe.
“I know, right?!!!” Kim looked up proud of himself. “So what is yours?” Kim asked again.
“Uhhh…” What should I do?! I was so ready a minute ago. But in front of double the witnesses? (From two to four). Do I tell the truth? Of course you should say the truth dumbass. That’s so disrespectful. And even if you do lie. They got your quirk in the school records. It's not long till the professors discover it, and by consequence the student, and by consequence I get the tags of a quirkless and a liar. Wait. Does Miss Bustier know? She didn't seem to. From the way she talked to me that is. Focus!!! What should you do, Izuku?!
“Izuku?!!” I hear from behind me. An escape. Thanks again, All Might, God, Jesus. Thank you.
I looked back and I saw Marinette looking at me in surprise. Perfect!
“Oh, Hi Marinette.” I say, waving at her.
“Izuku! What are you doing here?” She looked surprised. “When yesterday I asked Kagami which class were you two in, she said you both were in Ms.Mendeleiev class. What happened? And where is Kagami?” She asked all this smiling ear to ear, looking around trying to find my cousin.
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Stupid Kim and his stupid jokes. Stupid note, stupid joke, and stupid school. With stupid teachers and a stupid principal.
Detention for four days.
Stupid.
I hate this.
“Hm?” I looked at where a moment ago I threw the note and noticed a glowing feather phasing through it? Huh?
Suddenly, the note started levitating and started releasing a sort of blue gas. This blue gas slowly started to take form. This being started getting taller and taller. I had to look up to see its forming, of what seems to be, head. Not only was it getting taller, but also bigger. Not fat or mass bigger, 24/7 gym bigger. His chest got extremely big, and his shoulders too. The forming head looked small in comparison to its body. The blue gas dissipated and from it was revealed a stone monster.
Surprisingly, the monster opened his mouth to speak. “Kiiiiiimmm,” said the monster in a very low, heavy scary voice, that of a monster. “Where is he? I'm going to kill him and then find the Miraculous for my master.” The monster said, turning his head around to look for his target. “Kim. WHERE IS KIM. TELL ME. AND WHERE ARE THE MIRACULOUS. KIM. MIRACULOUS. KIIMM.” The monster started to get crazy and angry, exponentially so.
“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH” The monster shouted. “* ROOOAAARRR* !!!!” The monster gave a cry for war.
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“Ah, she didn’t lie to you.” I started to explain to her. “You see, it seems Aunt Tomoe made a mistake. So she put us in different classes. Can you believe it?”
“Oh, that's too bad.” Marinette looked down for a moment. “But at least we are in the same class.” She smiled once again.
“* ROOOAAARRR* !!!!” A roar, so deep and loud that made the floor itself shake a little, hit the school.
“Villain attack!!! Evacuate the building, now!!!!” We all hear from above. It was Miss Bustier, using a megaphone. Miss Bustier didn't need to say ‘now’ before all the students went running towards the entrance. And not just from our class, I could see how the classroom doors slamming against the wall with how fast the students were fleeing.
“What?!!!”
“Someone call the heroes!!!”
“What’s happening?!!!”
“Shit!”
“I’m going to die!!!!!!”
“Hey! Don’t push from behind!!!”
“Let’s get the fuck out of here, dude!!!!”
“Mommy!!!!!!”
“Watch it, dumbass!!!!”
“Hey don’t try to get in front of me, I’m going out first!!!”
“At least we’ll get to see hero action now.”
“Evacuate faster!!!”
“I can’t fucking move with so many people pushing from behind!!!”
Soon the courtyard became a sea of students. Luckily for my class and I, we were already in the courtyard to begin with, so we were the first students at the entrance when all the students wanted to flee. Unluckily for us, as soon as we opened the door to get out of the building, we were confronted with a monster, a rock monster.
“What is that!!!”
“He’s HUGE!!!!”
“DAMN!”
“Everyone RUN!!!”
“Wow, so scary and cool.”
“Where are the heroes!!!”
“A fucking monster!!!”
Although at first it seemed as if he wasn't interested in any of us, and looked like searching for something if his disproportionate head moving from side to side meant anything, it only needed a glance in our class direction for the villain to lock in on us.
“KIIIIIMMMM!!!!!” The villain shouted from the top of what I hoped was lungs.
“What did I do now???!!!!” Kim shouted, and although not the most intelligent as soon as he asked the question he began running away.
“GET! BACK! HERE! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!” The rock monster shouted, making the floor once again shake. When the villain began running I got a little bit relieved, because I noticed it was slower than Kim, so at least Kim can get saved by the heroes.
The student from other classes, seeing Kim being followed by the monster, went to the opposite side.
“Are the heroes coming???!!!” I hear someone shout from behind me.
As if being summoned, police and a bunch of heroes arrived.
The first one I noticed was Vent Divin. Vent Divin was a normal adult height, fair skinned, black hair, green eyes man. He wears a vibrant green zipped jacket, with a white scarf that covers up to his mouth, and white battle gloves. He has black cargo, and white shoes.
“Vent Divin!! He’s here to save us!”
“Woah! So cool!”
“You can do it, Vent Divin!”
Vent Divin sent a current of air in the space that separated Kim and the monster, and immediately went to grab Kim and went flying and delivered him to the police.
“I'M GOING TO CRUSH YOU!!!!! KIIIIMMM!!!!” The villain shouted.
“What the heck did Kim do to that thing??!!!” I asked, puzzled by the things the monster was saying.
“Be Kim, surely!” I hear Marinette answer next to me.
“Having a rock monster after you is such a Kim thing to do!” Max said out loud, giving me another answer.
“Only Kim.”
“Sooo Kim for him to be targeted by a villain.”
“Why do we expect more from him?”
Okay, I know Kim is a little thick headed, and has a little trouble trying to understand certain things, and from what I seen, doesn’t know when too far is too far, but to the extent of having a rock villain trying to kill him? Are my classmates exaggerating?
Before the villain could take another step, pretty brilliant lights began to fill the street. It was another hero.
“It’s L’Éclat Miroir!!!”
Wow!!! First time I see her in person!! The number four of France. Just under Vent Divin, and above Fleur de Fer. The illusion heroine. Her quirk lets her create bodies of light in a radius of 50 meters that she gets to manipulate to create illusion. Her fighting style consists of always being 10 steps ahead of the villain, and when confuse the villain enough so that they are no longer able to distinguish illusion from reali-.
“Is he always like that?” My classmate, with the roller skaters for feet, asked. Oh. I thought out loud again. The first day and the entire class already finds out I’m super weird. Great.
“Yeah, it’s a tic of his.” Marinette answered to the reddish pink haired girl. “But, it’s like this totally cool hero encyclopedia.” She finished explaining, giggling to herself.
‘Thanks for the save, Marinette’ I thought to myself.
As soon as I return my focus to the fight at hand, I feel my hair moving very uncontrollably.
Who is ruffling my hair?
I look behind me and see only people enjoying the fight. Focused on the heroes and most certain of all, not me. And they are not laughing or trying to resist laughing, so it is not a prank either.
So, who ruffled my hair?
I raise my hand to inspect my fluffy hair and after ruffling my own hair, I feel a small bump in my hand. I grabbed it and felt a certain familiarity, like if I'm grabbing a big-head squishy toy. Nooroo! Nooroo?!!! What is he doing in my hair?! And why hide in my hair of all places? Does he want attention? Now?
“Psst. Psst.” I hear Nooroo whisper. Does he want to talk now? Is it that important? “Pssst!” Nooroo whispers a little more loudly. We are clearly having a communication problem right now, Nooroo wants to talk and I can't respond (Obviously).
To fix this issue, I reach for my right pocket and pull out my phone. Put it in my ear and started pretending as if I'm in a call. “Hi, mom… I can talk now, don't worry.”
“Okay! We need to go. Now!” Nooroo says in a shouting whisper in my ear. “That rock monster is a sentimonster, an amok!”
Shit! I need to go. Now!
I turned on my heels immediately but was quickly stopped by a voice. “Woah. Where are you going? I thought you loved seeing this kind of thing.” Marinette said, looking over her shoulder while doing so.
“It’s my mom, she just wants to talk and you know she is not always available so I gotta go. See you tomorrow!” I say quickly, and without any more distractions and a lame excuse I run through the crowd, speaking loud and nervous apologies as I pass through.
As soon as I leave the crowd of students, police officers, and lousy reporters (How did they get here so fast), I start sprinting. Trying to find a spot where to transform. I quickly look up to spot all local security cameras and where are the blind spots. I notice that in alleys there are no cameras, so I try spotting an alley with no people around. A block and a half later, I find one, and go in at full sprint. With one last moment to look around, to see if anyone is looking, I find no one.
“Okay, you have this, Izuku” I say as I take a deep breath. “Nooroo! Wings Rise!”