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Izuku looked at the huge building. He was finally doing it, he was finally going to U.A.
It was his dream and now he was living it, except it didn't feel like he was living his dream.
His heart felt like it was beating out of his chest, his hands trembling and sweaty. The building looked so imposing. He wasn't sure he was going to survive, he kind of felt like dying.
Slowly Izuku took a deep breath, he was going to be late if he stalled any longer. With unsure steps, he started moving towards the doors.
Izuku had tried to memorize the map of the school all students got with their acceptance letter, but the school was insanely big and anxiety made it impossible to think clearly. No one else had the map on their hands, so Izuku didn't want to stand out. He tried remembering what the map said, but his thoughts were full of panicked thoughts about being late and expelled and stupid.
Then he saw another person wearing the hero course uniform, they had a bird head and a dark aura around them. Izuku instantly found them cool, but that didn't matter at the moment, they were in the hero course and seemed to know where they were going, so Izuku decided to follow.
Carefully he made sure that it wasn't obvious he was following and soon the bird headed person went inside a classroom that read 1-A on the door. Thank Kami for this person.
The door slid shut after them and Izuku was left staring at it. He could hear yelling from the inside. Kami must hate him, why else would Bakugou be in the same class with him? The sound of yelling and explosions made Izuku's hands sweaty and ears ring. The memory of (painpainpain, no please stop, go away) middle school clear in his head. The boy felt like throwing up.
Izuku really didn't want to go inside.
He really wished he took his fidget ball with him, but he had thought it was not proper for a hero student so he left it at home, so instead he went back to the bad habit of cracking his knuckles and twisting his fingers till they hurt.
Thinking about opening that door, going inside and everybody seeing him and trying to find his desk made him feel like he cant breath. Kami, he was doomed, maybe he should just give up and go back home, inform U.A. he wasn't suitable for the hero course and just never leave his house.
“Why aren't you going in?” a voice suddenly asks right next to him. Izuku jumps, his heart feeling like it is trying to beat out of his chest, he feels a blush warming his cheeks as he looks at- Eraserhead! Eraserhead was his favorite hero! After All Might crushed his dreams, Izuku decided to choose a new favorite hero and who would be better than a hero who fights basically quirkless. Obviously All Might took his words back and gave Izuku a quirk (and a meaning and human rights), but Izuku was still bitter. Honestly Izuku would have preferred to not take the (suspicious) quirk, but it was taking the quirk or dying early some horrible way. The life expectancy for quirkless people was seventeen and Izuku knew he would be lucky if he lived longer than that, so he chose to take the quirk.
“Uh- I- I was just going in, sorry”, Izuku stammers out. Eraserhead looks at him with deep black eyes, letting none of his thoughts known.
“I understand it can be nerve wracking to go through that door, but you'll survive”, Eraserhead assures, surprisingly gentle and understanding.
“Y-yeah”, Izuku agrees, feeling awkward. Now would be the perfect moment to go inside, but he wasn't sure if he could without having a heart attack.
“I would say you can take your gym uniform and go outside to wait for your class, but I imagine you don't want to be excluded, that would make you even more noticeable”, Eraserhead says. Izuku was pretty sure he was the best hero in the world.
“Y-yeah you’re r-right”, Izuku agrees. He twists his fingers once more and starts reaching for the door.
“You can come talk to me after class if you want, we can figure out something to ease your anxiety”, Eraserhead offers. Kami, Izuku didn't realize kindness felt so good.
“Yeah, sounds good Eraserhead-san”, Izuku quickly responds and opens the door, if he kept stalling he was never going to get anywhere, not seeing Eraserheads surprised expression at being recognised.