Hawks p.o.v.

Another day, another new year filled with fresh prey. The first day means we get new students. Most of the time they're a waste of time, a burden, but there can be some hidden gems. I fly my way into the UA building and meet up with Rumi.

"Wow don't look too happy Hawks"

"What? We're Juniors, am I supposed to be happy?"

"I heard there's just one new student in our class"

"One? what a pity, they won't have anybody to interact with"

I cross my arms as we enter the already extensive classroom, looking at everybody's faces that I had previously seen over the summer. I rest against my chair and stretch my legs over the desk. My classmates wondered around me and would chat with me, others would walk past me. They're all just hypocrites, but I don't plan on telling them, talk about a waste.

Our homeroom teacher enters and tells us to simmer down because he is bringing the new student in. This foreign student enters, with burnt marks on his face, probably to look cool or whatever. His first impression sure is spooky.

"Hello everyone, I'm Dabi, looking forward to meeting you all today" Is the first thing that comes out of his mouth, but he shows no emotions, he seems bored out of his mind, I get it, he's sick of it all too. But what's his deal?

He scans the room briefly before sitting down at the very back of the class. That's when Rumi flicks my neck behind me so I turn around.

"He looks scary!"

"I know you find him hot"

"And you don't?"

"He's okay, I don't know what's his deal though"

"Why don't you ask him yourself?"

And ask him I did.