"Dammit, these halls are so confusing. Where is Class 1-A even supposed to be?" Shinso whispered out loud to himself, looking down the hallway to peek at the door signs.

A cheerful voice rang out from behind him, "Just go straight down this hall and take a right. Class 1-A should be the second door you see."

Shinso looked up to thank the student who gave him directions only to sneeze.

"Bless you!"

"Thank you," Shinso replied, glancing back to see who gave him direction. His eyes widened as he looked at the space behind him. "What the..."

Shinso blinked at the space behind him. He slowly turned to follow the directions that the disembodied voice had given him. He shook his head as he thought that maybe UA was haunted by a ghost of a past student.

Surprisingly, the direction led him straight to the gigantic door of Class 1-A. Shinso bit his lip to keep him from grinning in excitement. He coughed, relaxing his face back into his regular deadpan expression. He wasn't there to make friends, he was just there to prove himself as a hero. He would prove to everyone that doubted his dreams that he would succeed.

With a deep breath, Shinso opened the door to find what awaited him on the inside.

Inside was a snarling blonde that was trying to reach a boy with two-toned hair. Both of them were being held back by two other students. The blonde was being held by the chest by a tall boy with blue hair and the two-toned haired boy was being held by back by a smaller green-haired kid. The greened haired teen was trying to calm the boy in his arms by almost hugging his waist as he tried to drag him away.

"You can't kill him, Shou-Chan! I don't have a good alibi for this and there are too many eyewitnesses!" The green-haired boy said with a calm smile.

Was this...

Shinso glanced back up at the number and letter of the door sign before looking back at the scene.

This was the hero course?!

*

Izuku kept traveling through the private vent system to get straight to Class 1-A. With a few more turns, Izuku had finally made it to the vent right at the back of the classroom. This would provide an unsuspected entrance and a great first impression to his future peers!

He carefully lifted the vent to scoot himself inside the classroom, careful to not make a single sound. But he ended up making a sound when the vent creaked at the edges. And it was loud enough to spook a boy leaning on one of the desks. A blonde boy with a black electric streak in his hair yelped from the sound, flailing his arms a bit before he tried to locate the sound. Another blonde boy with a tail straightened up where he stood, his tail going still. And then another student with multiple arms swiveled his head towards the back of the room where he was.

Izuku pushed his school bag out of the vent and pulled himself through before anyone could find him on the floor. He gently closed the vent behind him, kneeling on the ground to fix himself up before he faced his new peers. He shook his head full of curls to shake off any dust bunnies that he might have, running his hand through his hair to double-check.

When he was ready, he stood up from the floor with his book bag in his hands. Surprisingly, he was met with the gaze of the tall boy with multiple arms and a shadow being coming out of another boy.

"Wow! You came out of nowhere. Where did you come from?" The shadow began asking, drawing everyone's attention to the boy in the back.

The bird-headed boy sighed, "Revelry in the darkness."

"Hey! You mustn't put your feet on school property. It is very disrespectful!" A familiar voice made its way into Izuku's ears. Izuku perked up when he saw his oldest friend near the front of the classroom. With a grin, he waved to the two boys who were still wondering where the boy came from even though the masked boy had a suspicion that he came from the vents.

Izuku saw the barking boy at the desk that Iida was near when he approached. The red eyes of the boy narrowed as he yelled back, "Hah?!"

"Ten-Chan!" Izuku greeted warmly, gaining the attention of the two away from each other.

Iida's furrowed eyebrows relaxed at the sight of him. "Oh, Izuku! Lovely to see you!"

Shoto came up from behind them, "Izuku. Tenya. Good morning."

"I didn't see you when I came in. Where were you?" Iida asked, slicing the air with his hands.

Shoto shrugged, "I came in not so long before you started to lecture somebody. And Izuku, did I see you come from the back? Don't tell me you used a vent."

"Then I won't."

Shoto breathes out of his nose. The boy that still had his legs on the desk was a little pissed off that he was ignored but grateful that Four Eyes stopped berating him.

Izuku turned his attention to the rest of the classroom. "Hi! I came from the vents! Nice to meet everyone here."

His declaration was met with a lot of confused looks. Although the masked boy from before with the multiple arms seemed to whisper 'I knew it' to himself. Another teen boy near the back waved to him shyly.

An invisible girl asked quietly to the boy next to her, "Did he get lost on the way and get lost on the vents?"

"How would he even get into the vents in the first place?" The black-haired boy asked in return, shrugging back at her.

"Ah, where are my manners? I don't believe we have met yet officially. But I do remember you from the incident about ten months ago. They did give you proper treatment after an incident like that. I did use a small amount of tear gas, but I kept thinking that I hit you in some way back then. I apologize if I did." Izuku explained, ignoring how the blonde's red eyes stared holes into him like he wanted to fight him. "But they did give you proper attention after that, right? Because being through a villain attack of any kind isn't easy on someone."

"Fuck off. I don't need your damn pity. I'm not some weakling that needed help anyway," the boy responded angrily, slapping Izuku's hands away from him. His hands sparked in agitation. "It's not like I even needed your damn help in the first place."

"Hey, my friend was just trying to make sure you were okay," Shoto stepped in between them, defending Izuku from the other. "He can be pushy at times, but-"

"Yeah, Yeah. Pretty boy, shove an ice pick up your ass."

"Ooh, are they gonna fight?" The boy with the black streak in his hair whispered loudly to the red-haired teen next to him.

The red-haired boy shrugged, "I don't know, but it would 't be very manly to fight on the first day of class. Maybe it's a misunderstanding?"

"Excuse me?" Shoto raised an eyebrow, unimpressed.

The blonde taunted, "You heard me, peppermint extra."

"Peppermint?" Iida asked, tilting his head to look at Shoto's hair from a different angle. "Oh, I see it."

"Shut up, Four Eyes!"

"I don't appreciate you talking that way to my friends. They don't deserve your pissy attitude. I know that they can both be a bit pushy and stubborn at times, but—," Shoto replied before getting interrupted

The blonde rolled his eyes, "Look, I don't need your elite friend to try and tell me what the hell to do. And I especially don't need that useless kid."

Shoto's eye twitched at the mention of 'useless'. He took a deep breath in, "Oh. So this is how it's going to be. Hmm."

"Shou-Chan," Izuku said slowly.

Shoto turned to him calmly. "I'm fine. Everything's fine."

Iida breathed out, thankful that Shoto was calm. But then the explosive blonde pushed Shoto away which caused him to stumble a bit. The calm expression froze on his face. Izuku and Iida exchanged a look when the air around them became a tinge bit colder.

They both watched Shoto slowly turned around to face the blonde almost in slow motion. And then, Shoto's left hand made contact with the other's cheek so quickly they didn't even notice that Shoto raised his arm to strike him.

"Shou-Chan!"

"Oh, you wanna fight, Canadian flag?! Then don't be such a wimp and come at me with everything you have, you son of a bitch."

Shoto's eyes seemed to darken, "What did you just refer to my mother as?"

Iida separated the two away from each, holding the blond back from Shoto, "Woah, hold on. There should be no fighting! Let's just calm down.."

"Shut up, you damn elite," the blonde argued back, fighting against Iida's tight hold.

Shoto fought against Izuku's tight hug, dragging Izuku's body with him as he stepped forward. "Don't worry, Iida. I'll only hurt him a little bit. How long can he last in an iceberg sized ice cube? I would love to know..."

Izuku pouted, "You can't kill him, Shou-Chan! I don't have a good alibi for this and there are too many eyewitnesses!"

Just then a new student came in through the door. The four that froze and looked at the purple-haired kid in the doorway. Izuku recognized the face and smiled. He let go of Shoto's waist to wave at the other teen, "Oh hey!"

Shoto broke free from his hold which made Izuku launch himself onto his back to slow him down.

The purple-haired boy raised his eyebrows when he recognized the voice from Izuku. "Vent voice?"

Iida gasped, "Izuku, did you scare a future classmate?

"No, I gave him directions!" Izuku agreed back before glancing at a black haired girl that he didn't notice before because of the mess, "Hi Momo! Nice to see you here!"

"The feelings are mutual," Momo nodded, waving back to him. Shoto finally shook his off, already calmed down from the previous altercation. But the only reason for that is because he had a feeling that Aizawa would be there any minute.

Just then, a brown-haired girl ran into the classroom, knocking against the purple-haired boy that had just entered. "Oh sorry! Hey, you are that zombie looking kid who saved me! I forgot to thank you for helping me out. Thank you!"

"Oh, no problem," The boy replied before furrowing his brows. "Zombie boy?"

The exploding blonde started to yell something after being let go by Iida before Izuku shushed him. Izuku counted on his fingers, "Three...two..."

"Why the hell are you—?!"

Izuku ignored him, recognizing the familiar sleeping bag appears, "Hello, Sensei!"

Everyone in the classroom quieted down at his greeting, looking down to see the black-haired man in the bright yellow sleeping bag in the doorway. Shinso's eyes widened at the sight of him at the door since he recognized him from his acceptance letter.

Aizawa stood up and unzipped the sleeping bag, revealing him in his normal comfortable attire. "Hello, I'm Shota Aizawa. I will be your homeroom teacher."

"Huh?" Most of the class asked, still bewildered from his introduction and the short-lived fight from before.

"Let's get this show over with. Put these gym uniforms on and head outside," Aizawa announced, throwing the uniforms to all of the students in the room. Shinso caught his momentarily stunned. The explosive blonde growled to himself, snatching the uniform from the air.

Shinso stares at the uniform in his arms, "But the entrance ceremony...?"

Izuku shook his head, "It is best if you don't question his teaching skills. Now come on, Shinso-Kun. You don't want to be late."

Shinso's eyebrows furrowed, "I haven't introduced myself yet."

Izuku paused, "Oh, you haven't?"

Okay, it is now official. Shinso is kind of freaked out by the green-haired teen in his class. From the fact he traveled through the vents to the fact that he knows his name already...

'Who is he?' Shinso thought to himself as Izuku hummed a song to himself.

Shoto and Tenya were following close behind them, exchanging a look with each other. Shoto whispered, "How long do you think it will take everyone to find out?"

"Shoto, I do not condone betting in a school environment. It isn't appropriate," Tenya responded silently.

Shoto started at him expectedly, "Want to guess like two weeks?"

Tenya blinked back at him before sighing, "I would give it until the end of this week before they find out."

Shoto gave a grin back to him, "I bet it's going to be before the end of the week."