|Coincidence| BNHAxReader

~First Days and Interesting Encounters~

"We've got to get going, you ready?"

I stare at the door for a moment before answering. "Born ready."

We park out in front of the door. "You're going to be a bit early today because I always have to get here before classes start." Aizawa explains to me.

"Wait... then why are you late into class everyday?" I ask him, confused at how he was shown entering the classroom late often in the show.

He shrugs, "I get to school early, but then I take a nap in the teacher's lounge. I can't get fired because I'm on school property."

I roll my eyes. He found a loophole so that he gets to sleep during school hours. Wish I could do that.

We enter the school and make our way to the outside of class 1-A.

The door really is huge and I can't help but wonder how many students there are that actually need a door that size.

"I'll see you around, kid. I've got to go work on 'important documents' in the faculty room." Eraser says, using air quotes.

Assuming he really just meant he's taking a nap, I roll my eyes and open the large door.

The classroom was completely empty, even the lights were off when I walked into it.

I look around and find a light switch, flicking it up as the room fills with light.

The desks were in rows throughout the classroom with a teacher's desk on the opposite side from the door.

Unable to tell where everyone else sat, I just decide to choose a random seat and I'll just be reassigned later.

I choose a seat on the far right side in the second row.

This seat feels important... but why can't I remember who sits here?

I shrug it off and put my books next to me on the floor.

The clock on the wall ticks slowly and I realize I really am quite early. What can I do for the time being?

Finally deciding on listening to this world's music until other people come, I grab my phone out of my pocket and pop in my earbuds.

No one arrived and it had already been ten minutes. I put my head down on the cold, smooth desk and close my eyes for a moment, just focusing on the lyrics.

I soon get absorbed in the lyrics and I tune everyone else out.

"...Who are you?" A cold voice asks from beside me.

I blink my eyes open and look over. My (e/c) eyes scan over a flurry of colors, still blurry from being closed so long.

I rub my eyes gently, hoping to clear my vision so I can actually see who I'm talking to.

Once they finally focus, I realize that Todoroki is standing next to my seat, looking at me suspiciously.

"Ah, sorry, I'm (Y/n)! Nice to meet you!" I greet with a smile on my face.

His dual eyes narrow. "What are you doing here? I don't believe I've seen you in this class before." His words seemed polite, but the tone he took was icy. Pun intended.

I nod. "Yep, I'm a new student. I transferred from (y/h/c) and took the entrance exam to get in." I decide to leave out the part about being Aizawa's (fake, of course) niece, thinking that he may think I did not earn my spot here.

Todoroki nods, finally accepting my answer and turns to walk to his seat.

I, however, am not having this. "What's your name?"