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The training room was mostly always a noisy and non-peaceful location of the U.A. facilities, but right now all you could hear was irregular breathings coming from the two teenagers’ bodies lying on the floor. Their hearts in a synchronized, rushed beat.
“Wow Bakugou, you really got me this time, I can hardly breathe.” The gravity girl said while resting an arm on her forehead, her chest going up and down quickly. The blonde lying on her side let out a muffled laugh. “Tch. Done after the third round? Thought you wanted to get stronger, Round-face.” She, too, laughed.
“Give me a break. I was so close to kicking your ass… if only I had reached your shirt first.” He got up and went to get his water bottle and saw the time on his phone. “Shit. I had to meet that dumbass of Kirishima ten minutes ago. You better be here on time tomorrow, fuck-face.” He quickly started grabbing his stuff and made his way out of the room.
“Bakugou Katsuki. Running away from a confront with the great Uravity. It’s okay, I wont tell anyone.” She laughed, sitting up. “Oi don’t sass me. Tomorrow we’ll finish this.” He ran his way out and left Uraraka with her thoughts and unsteady heart. She sighed. “See ya."
(…)
On the next day, the class 1-A was a complete mix of excitement and gossiping. Even Todoroki found himself intrigued and actually talking to his classmates. The commotion was all very understandable, since it was due to a new guy entering their course, with two months left to the end of the first year.
The one-time-only exception was a matter of preserving a good image of U.A. and political business, since he was the son of a very important international figure, but none of that was revealed to the curious students, only that the boy went through as many testing as they did and was approved by the pro heroes.
"Sit down, already. Don’t make me wait.” Aizawa said to his class, much more tired than usual. He had stayed long hours discussing this new student thing and got no sleep. “Finally. This is Daiki Hirano.” A not so tall, pale-skinned boy stood besides their teacher. He had pastel purple wavy hair in contrast to an intense dark purple filling his eyes. With a sutil smile and confident look, the newbie was quite handsome, as a few of his new classmates quickly concluded.
Aizawa took a slow breath and continued. “He’s now an integrant of the U.A. hero course. Class 1-A. Welcome. You can sit in the back, there’s an empty chair right behind miss Uraraka. Now, kids, don’t be too loud. I’m trying to sleep.” The boy went straight to his place, followed by everyone’s stare, except for Bakugou’s - he was too bothered thinking what kind of abilities or influence that idiot had to have to made it to U.A. - and Todoroki’s - he just didn’t really care.
Hirano sat and took a look at his new class as a whole. He already knew most of the faces, had even studied a few. Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Izuku Midoriya and… the girl greeting him. Uraraka Ochako, the gravity girl.
“Hi, Hirano.” She waved with a lovely smile. “It’s very nice to meet you! I h-” Then, a hand quickly made it’s way to shake Daiki’s. “Hello, Hirano-kun. My name is Iida Tenya and I am the class’ representant.” Some of the students sighed, familiar with the exaggerated introduction. “Welcome to Class 1-A. I hope you fit well among our peers.”
“Thanks guys. Feels good to be in one of the best school for heroes.” He said to everyone.
(…)
As lunch time had come, the students were now going to the massive cafeteria. Uraraka was just leaving the classroom when a voice from behind their teacher’s table called for her, making the girl jump in surprise. “Uraraka! Down here.”
“Yes, Aizawa-sensei?” “I need you to give Hirano a little tour, explain him how things work. He seemed to like you.” Her cheeks turned a bit red, and made her clumsy. “M-me? Shouldn’t it be Iida?” Aizawa already had his eyes closed again. ‘I guess it’s not up to discussion.’ She thought and moved to the cafeteria expecting to find Hirano on the way. She had to remind herself to tell Bakugou she wouldn’t be able to train today, he would not be happy.
When she found Hirano, he was already in one of the lines to get his food. So she quickly ran, calling his name, to get a in the line. “Oi, Hirano!” “Oh, hey Uraraka, what’s up.” She grabbed a tray and stood behind him, rubbing the back of her neck while continuing the conversation. “Uhm, Aizawa asked me to keep an eye on you, you know? Give you a little tour.” He smiled to the pretty girl he had been creating a liking for. “Thanks, that would be great.” They both grabbed a bowl of rice and went looking for a table. “No problem. After class?” “I’m free.” They passed through Bakugou’s table, where he was sat alongside Kirishima and Kaminari, and Uraraka gave him a nod, smiling lightly. That was enough to make him follow the two of them with his eyes, not exactly pleased with the newbie.
“Looks like Uraraka is already friends with that Hirano guy.” Kirishima stated, followed by Kaminari:
“Of course, she is so friendly, specially with those pink cheeks of hers.” Bakugou was silently getting more and more irritated. “Hey. You two are still training together, right? She sure seems stronger.” Bakugou got up, having already finished eating. “She could beat the shit out of you without blinking.” And left with heavy steps. “Damn. I felt that big dick energy.” Kaminari said and kept on eating. “He will never admit he has a thing for her.” Kirishima said and they kept talking.
(…)
On their last period, boys and girls changed their uniforms to do some field training. Both lockers rooms were chatty.
“Uraraka! You spent the whole day with Hirano, I barely talked to you, ribbit.” Tsuyu said. Getting into the subject, all of the girls exposed their thoughts:
[Hagakure]: He’s so cute!
[Yaoyorozu]: Do you know what’s his quirk? He must be powerful.
[Mina]: Where is he from? I could definitely sense an accent.
“Girls, please. He is a nice guy. And I don’t know much about him, just that his mom got him here. She must be powerful.”
“Hmm. So you guys spent all of that time together and you know nothing? Wow.” The girls exchanged a suspicious look, thinking about the mysterious guy.
The boy’s locker room was a bit more… aggressive, not a surprise since Bakugou was there. “Hey fucker!” He walked towards Daiki with clenched fists, a cold and decided look, not desperate. “Where did you come from? Why are you here? Is it because of your quirk?” Knowing Bakugou, Deku started to get worried for Daiki. “Kacch-” “I’m not talking to you, nerd, shut up. So? Do you know how to talk?” Hirano slowly got up and stared right into the angered boy’s eyes: “First: it’s none of your business. Second: my mother made sure I was accepted. And third: I guess we’re about to find out.” Calmly, he left the room, leaving dropped chins and one furious boy behind. “I’m fucking killing him.”
[Outside, All Might]: Come out everyone, the training is about to begin!
Then, he turned to Aizawa. “Let’s see how this goes.”
[TO BE CONTINUED]