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Usually class with Yamada-Sensei was interactive. Talking to each other in English, trying to get the phrases and colloquialisms and verbs or whatever else they were studying that day. Some days though, it was a worksheet or a test and Present Mic would put on pre-quirk era music to try and ‘educate you little listeners about good music’.
By now, everyone could hum along to Queen, Ariana Grande, and Takayan (the three artists he played most frequently), at the very least. Sometimes, Yamada-Sensei would offer a prize if they could name the song or the artist. Sometimes there was even a quiz question about music on one of their tests. Something like: ‘name three songs by Taylor Swift’ for extra credit points.
Jirou was one of the only people who got a lot of them right. She wasn’t too familiar with a lot of western music but she knew the basics with her family being in the music industry. Bakugo only got a few but that was more than most. He was smug when Yamada-Sensei played Green Day and he could name all the songs.
Surprisingly, though no one really knew, Midoriya got almost all of them right as well. There were a few odds and ends that he wasn’t sure about but almost every time, he wrote down the correct answer.
Which led to now, where Izuku was panicking on whether to answer the question and continue with the challenge.
When Yamada-Sensei entered the room with a big grin on his face and hopped up on his desk, he knew something was up. Call it intuition or the sixth sense or whatever.
“ALRIGHT LITTLE LISTENERS! I have a challenge for you! If you can name a remix of the song out loud, I will give you a free pass on one of my tests.” Izuku figured he would give it a go, maybe, depending on the song. He was pretty much fluent in English so he didn’t really need the help but it couldn’t hurt right? But then Yamada-Sensei continued.
“If you can successfully sing the remix you named, you get an automatic A for a test in my class and you can get an automatic A on another teacher’s test!” This was where Izuku snapped up. This math unit had been a killer . When were they going to need to know how to find horizontal or vertical or oblique asymptotes? When?! Were they going to be graphing equations in the field?
So he got ready for the click of the mouse that signaled the start of a song.
“And go!” A deep bass beat was heard and after a few moments a females voice started humming with a few of the beats. He recognised it as a Billie Eilish song. She was a pretty young artist who won several Grammy Awards when she was alive in the early to mid 2020’s. It was bad guy. He could sing the actual song but… a remix. Remix remix remix. Oh! He knew one! But… it was kinda… mature? No. He needs that math grade.
His hand shot up just before the first lyrics started. Yamada clicked it off and comically pointed to Midoriya. “Greenie! Whatcha got?”
“The actual song is Bad Guy by Billie Eilish. The remix is that with Don’t Trust Me by 3OH!3.”
“Correct correct! Would you like to sing it to get another test off?”
“Uh…” No going back now. “Yes, I would.”
“Alright! I’ll put on the karaoke version.” The time ticked by and Izuku took some deep breaths to try to stabilise his erratic heart rate. “Ready?” Izuku looked up and nodded.
The beat started over again and he waited for the start.
“Black dress, with the tights underneath
I’ve got breath of my last cigarette on my teeth
And she’s an actress but she ain’t got no need
She’s got money from her parents in a trustfund out east.”
He looked quickly to see the reaction of his classmates. Uraraka looked starstruck, along with Kirishima. Kaminari was grinning like it was Christmas.
“T-t-t-tongues. Always pressed to your cheeks.
While my tongue is on the inside of some other guy’s teeth.” He didn’t even realize he changed girl’s to guy’s until he sung it.
He looked around again to see Todoroki covering his mouth with his hand while a ranging blush coloured his face. He also spied a little red on Uraraka and Bakugo’s cheeks too.
“You tell your boyfriend, if he says he’s got beef
That I’m a vegetarian and I ain’t fucking scared of him.
So you’re a tough guy
Like really rough guy
Just can’t get enough guy
Chest always so puffed guy
I’m that bad type,
Make your mama sad type
Make your girlfriend mad type
Might seduce your dad type.
I’m baaaaad guy.
Duh.”
The music cut off and Yamada-Sensei started clapping with the widest smile on his face. “You got it Listener! Two 100% on the tests! Nice!”
Midoriya cleared his throat and waited for the inevitable.
“Holy shit, Mido! You can sing like a badass!” …and there it was.
“Yeah! Mina’s right Midobro! That was so manly!”
“I believe some of those lyrics were highly inappropriate for a school setting-!”
“Oh lay off him prez! It was actually kinda hot!”
“Denki, you think everyone is hot.”
“Nuh uh! I don’t think Mineta is hot! Or Bakuhoe! Wait. Actually no, Bakubabe is pretty smexy. Just in a very unapproachable way. I would never get down and dirty with him but like, if the bitch hot, the bitch hot. But damn Deku! Ya know I always thought you were pretty damn hot, I mean you are literally ripped and last year you still had kinda a baby face so you were more cute than hot but now? Holy Honolulu! That eyeliner and undercut does you wonders for sex appeal! I mean this in the best, friend, compliment-y way: I would jump your bones so fast you wouldn’t even have the time to say bedroom!”
Izuku listened, eyes wide, to the word vomit from Denki, his face slowly (very fast) growing more and more red. By the time Denki said he would sleep with him, he would be best described as “cosplaying a strawberry”.
“I have to agree to some degree with Kaminari, Midoriya. That was fairly attractive.”
“See, Jiro! Even Todo thinks it was hot!”
“Whatever… Midori? Wanna join my band?”
“Uh-”
“Alright class! Today we are learning some odd end English words!”
Midoriya sighed. Talk about being saved by the bell. His singing escapades would have to wait.