Quirks and Shadows

Chaotic Class president Voting

[Location UA Entrance]

Hornet and I were walking to UA when we saw an unexpected sight: reporters swarming the entrance and interviewing everyone. I wasn't in the mood to talk, even if I could. Hornet suggested looking for another entrance, and if there wasn't one, we'd go with plan B: dash in as fast as possible and avoid them.

While big sis was still searching, I glanced at the crowd of reporters, relieved to be a distance away from them. As I was almost done surveying the scene, I spotted an interesting fellow with dark, messy hair and a strange vibe. Before I could look away, he locked eyes with me—my empty, void eyes meeting his blood-red ones. Why do I have a feeling we'll meet again? Probably nothing.

After that, Hornet returned without finding another entrance. It was to be expected, but it was worth a try. Let's just get plan B over with. We readied ourselves and dashed through the crowd, bumping and pushing people in the process, which was inevitable. I couldn't shake the feeling that the guy would be important. I looked back to see him again, but he was too far away. I should just get moving before I get in trouble with Mr. Aizawa. Before parting with big sis, I bid her goodbye. Hopefully, today won't be chaotic.

[Location UA, Classroom 1A]

Aizawa: Good work with yesterday's Battle Training. I've looked over your grades and evaluations. I must say I am not surprised rather disappointed in one or two people.

Aizawa: Bakugou, you knocked two people unconscious and caused serious injuries. If this happens again, I'll send you to Hound Dog for anger management. Grow up already and stop wasting your talent.

Bakugou: . . . Got it.

Aizawa: And Midoriya, it seems you ended yet another day with a broken arm. Learn to control your quirk. Just trying isn't going to cut it. I hate to repeat myself, but you do have potential, assuming you can overcome your problem. Work at it, Midoriya.

Midoriya: Yes Sir!

Sheesh. I never expected him to be like this. Hopefully, he won't be that harsh on me. I jinxed myself, didn't I?

Aizawa: Now to address the elephant in the room, L/N. From what All Might told me, you can't talk. Is that right?

I nod, feeling like he's about to say something significant.

Aizawa: It's going to be a headache for me to handle something like this. So remember what I'm about to tell you. You did well in the battle training, but you still have a lot to improve to keep up with someone like Bakugou. You have your strengths and weaknesses. What I'm saying is, keep training harder than usual.

. . . . . That was unexpected. At least it's better than being threatened with expulsion. I should probably agree before he changes his mind.

Aizawa: Good. Now, on to homeroom business. Sorry for the sudden Announcement, but Today . . .

What is it?! Another brutal pop quiz?! thought the whole class

. . .You'll pick a class president.

Class: A NORMAL SCHOOL-LIKE THING!!

Kirishima: I wanna be President! Lemme do it! You have potential but answer is still no from me.

Mineta: In my Administration, girls will have to show 30 cm of thigh! What a Creep! I would slash at him but Aizawa is still here.

Jiro: I'd like to do it. Thank you for saying it casually and not screaming at the top of your lungs.

Aoyama: The Position was made for me ⭐ I have no comment for you

Ashido: I wanna be a leader! You can, but not with that behaviour.