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It was Izuku’s first day at UA, the most prestigious performance arts school in all of Japan. He had been in ballet since he was 2. His mother always said he had a ‘dancer's heart’ whatever that meant. He did love the art of dance and he loved how you can say so much with it. He had hoped that this school would be better than his others. Being a ballet dancer wouldn't be a problem if Izuku wasn't a guy, but since he was, the bullying he got was relentless. He wanted UA to be a fresh start. He barely had time to get to his dorm to drop off his items before he had to rush over to the studio. It was said that all the students enrolled in ballet or hip-hop classes had to report to the studio at once. When he arrived the room was packed. There were about 230 students all crammed in the room. Izuku headed for the back, he didn't know anyone so he didn't want to bother them.
A brown haired woman who seemed to be in her late thirties stepped out and slammed her wooden cane on the ground “ATTENTION!” her voice boomed with intensity. The room fell silent as she began to talk “This year we are doing something different, as you may know Mr. Danzer got engaged at the end of the school year last year” Mr. Danzer is the school's hip-hop coach. He's a tall muscular man, but you wouldn't expect him to be a world renowned hip-hop dancer. He had brown curly hair that stopped at his ears and glasses that seemed too big for his face. In his younger years he was called ‘the only white boy who can dance’.
“I'd like to announce we are expecting” The room erupted into cheers before she held up her hand to quiet the room. “I will have to take a step back from coaching you students, but we have brought in a teacher who I believe you will love” She opens the door and a tall pale man walks in. His black hair was long and shaggy. It looked as if he hadn't slept in days.
“Hello, you may call me Mr.Aizawa, you may have seen some of my works. I will be helping out on the ballet side of things” His voice was quiet and calm.
“This is great and all but why did you drag us all in here?” A man spoke out. Izuku couldn't see his face; he only saw the wild blonde hair and back muscles that were visible through his tight tank.
“Young man, were you not taught to not interrupt adults?” Aizawa lowered down to the boy's face.
“Tch, were you not taught time is money?” The boy’s tongue was slick.
“You have fire inside you” the man tsked “I like it, but if you must know the reason you were all brought here is to talk about our winter production” the room fell into quiet murmurs. “It will combine the styles of ballet and hip-hop, so we called you all here to freestyle so we can examine your skills then after, you will be paired up to learn choreo and perform.” The murmurs got louder until the whole room was freaking out. Izuku stayed in the corner; he was busy thinking of what the song could be or the plot if there even was one.
“Well what are your thoughts?” A sweet voice asked. Izuku looked over to see a girl who was shorter than him and had short brown hair. “You know about the ballet and hip-hop mix”
“Oh uh I think that it's a cool idea I just wonder how they are gonna do it” He nervously scratched the back of his head.
“I don't know but I hope I can get a lead role it cost a lot of money to get here” She extended her hand “I'm Ochaco Uraraka”
“I'm Izuku Midoriya”
“Well nice to meet you Midoriya I hope your freestyle goes well” She waves goodbye as she walks back over to the middle of the room.
“We will be starting now, all of you wait in the hall, we will call you in one by one” Aizawa points towards the door. “You with the blonde hair you will be up first” He points to the guy who had an outburst earlier.
“Of course” The boy sighs as he shakes his head, grinning. They wait for everyone to clear the studio before they start the song.
“Seriously you want me to freestyle to Dynamite” He laughs at the boyband choice of song.
“Just dance young man”
The blonde laughs before breaking out into a flawless 8 count. His moves were precise but loose and free. Izuku stared through the window in awh, he's never seen such passion in a dance other than in Ballet.
“Cast him as the lead that was the best thing I've ever seen from a first year” Mr. Danzer whispers to Aizawa.
“Slow down, there are many other students to see”
The boy walks out the studio door with a giant grin on his face and walks over to a girl with pink curly hair. Izuku assumed that was his girlfriend. Though she seems way too preppy to be friends with him. As the dancers went in and out all dancing to various different songs and in various different styles Izuku was finally up. He walked in the studio. He was the last one to go, the roster was probably filled up by now everyone was amazing.
“You're the last one up, are you ready?” Aizawa asked.
“As ready as I can be sir” Izuku smiled, he was scared out of his mind but he wouldn't show it. The song started. It was an arrangement by Tchaikovsky. Of course Izuku danced flawlessly. He has made his own dances to pieces by him for years. When he finishes the teachers call everyone back in and start paring everyone off.
“And finally Midoriya and Bakugo” they read the last duo off the list. Izuku didn't know who that was until the same loud guy from before walked towards him.
“Midoriya, right?”
“Yeah, I assume you're Bakugo”
“Well who the fuck else would I be?”
“Wow, are you always like this?”
“Like what?”
“Loud and angry kinda like the hulk,” Izuku laughs.
“D’you just compare me to the Hulk?”
“Bakugo Smash!” Izuku mocks, slamming his foot into the ground.
“You little fucker” He bends down in the greenette's face “I can already tell you're gonna piss me off”
“How bout you use that energy and learn the duet dance” He grabs the blonde's face and directs him to the teacher about to start.
Each group that performs their roles gets written on the spot. From the looks of the paper no one has managed to grab the leading roles. Until Izuku and Bakugo get called up. They moved with such fluidity. It was like the two boys shared the same brain. They understood each other not with words but with moves. Aizawa sat stunned. He had never seen two people so in sync and in that moment he knew who the leads were going to be.