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“Aizawa-sensei?! Shouldn’t you be resting?” Uraraka asked, surprised to see her injured teacher walk through the door.
“I told him to, but he wouldn’t listen.”
“You’re one to talk, Midoriya!” the class exclaimed. Both of the green-haired students’ arms were heavily bandaged, and there were other bandages plastered all over his face.
“Deku, you should be resting too!” Uraraka told him.
“I’m fine!” he smiled, walking to his seat. “I’ll just have to borrow someone else’s notes until I can write. I really don’t want, I don’t wanna-”
“You can borrow mine.” Momo interjected, stopping him before he could say something about being a burden.
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Riiinng.
“That’s the bell. You’re dismissed.” The students packed up, but when Izuku opened the door, they were greeted by a mob of other students. Izuku took a very quick step back that didn’t go unnoticed by his friends.
“Those bastards.” Shigaraki growled. “What do they want.” His question didn’t go unanswered.
“Oh look, it’s the high and mighty 1-a. Bet you’re enjoying all the attention your getting.”
“It’s just like them.” others joined in, all spouting the same nonsense. Shigaraki was about to step in when Izuku walked past him, giving him a small smile.
“Hey, Tomura. Tell them to hold onto their socks.” Shigaraki smiled. Oh hell yeah.
“What are you-” Uraraka started but he cut her off.
“We’re about to have the pleasure of watching Izuku go apeshit on them!”
“What the fuck?” Iuku started, slightly startling the blond boy challenging them. “Do you seriously believe that we liked getting attacked by villains? Liked having to fight for our lives? Tell me, do you know what it’s like? We almost died. Aizawa-sensei almost died. We both had our arms shattered by what could only be described as a monster. That thing was designed to kill all might. Do you think we want the spotlight because of what happened to us? Besides, nobody here thinks lesser of class b except kacchan-I mean Bakugo. In fact, I think you’re just as good as us. I’d love to get a chance to analyze your quirks. So can I pass now?” The blond was stunned, clearly not expecting a whole speech. Shigaraki whistled and followed his friend out the door, leaving the rest of the class stunned that the resident green sunshine had gone off on the poor 1-b student.
“Wow! Who thought deku could snap like that? He’s only been a sunshine as long as I’ve known him.” Uraraka said.
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“Awwww yeeeaaah!!! This is your favorite announcer, Present mic! And with me today is the mummy man himself, Eraserhead!!! As well as Izuku Midoryia of class 1-A!!! Now, taking the stage is THE REST OF CLASS 1-A!!! Followed by class B! And classes-” he was cut off by a quiet, obviously anxious voice.
“You sh-shouldn’t skip over the o-other classes. They’re w-working just as-as hard.”
“You’re right! Sorry little listeners, that was rude of me!” he continued with the introductions while Aizawa sent Izuku a quiet ‘thank you’.
“And now for the athlete’s oath!” midnight exclaimed. “Said by none other than...KATSUKI BAKUGO!!!”
“This can not end well.” Izuku muttered, and was proven right when Bakugos oath was that he’d come out on top.
“And now, for the first event!” midnight called, gesturing towards a large screen with her whip. “The obstacle course!”
I’m lazy so the obstacle course goes the same but with Izuku excitedly talking about how everyone is using their quirks. Aizawa had to pull the microphone away a few times when he was about to give away ways to counter kids’ quirks.
“AND IN FIST PLACE ISSSSSSSSSS...BAKUGO KATSUKI!!!”