Chapter 3

"Greeting. My name is-"

"I-I overheard you." Izuku stammered to interrupt him. "Erm... I'm Midoriya Izuku. Nice to meet you..."

[And my name is Kumagawa Misogi.] replied said teen from his position behind Izuku.

Iida stood frozen for a moment, no doubt trying to reboot from the interruption and regain traction. "Midoriya-san, I must hand it to you. You realized that the true nature of the practical exam, didn't you?" he declared, surprising some of the students who were listening in. "And I... was blind to it!" Iida continued as his hands gestured about in a robotic fashion. "I completely misread you! I hate to admit it, but you are the better man!"

'But I didn't realize it either!'

[True nature of the exam?] questioned Kumakawa. [And here I thought it was just about destroying the robots. I was so certain of that fact that I put all my effort into doing just that. To think, the entire time I was wrong!] cried a dejected Kumakawa. [It seems I have lost once again!] he said as he fell to his knees and comically wept with his head hanging back.

The atmosphere took on a slight awkwardness at Kumakawa's antics, but dissipated moments later with the arrival of the next student.

"Ah! It's you, the curly-haired guy!"

Izuku jumped and spun around, only to blush furiously when the same girl from the exam- Uraraka was it?- had appeared behind him at the door. She smiled widely at him and he couldn't help but notice that the school uniform looked lovely on her and now he was blushing even more.

"I'm so glad I found you! You made it in after all!" she exclaimed. "Just like Present Mic said! By the way, that punch of your was out of this world! You blew up that big robot with one-shot!" she cheered as she jumped about and mimed punching.

"No, it's not like that, uhh, that is to say, it was really all thanks to you speaking on my behalf... I... Uhh..." Izuku sputtered as his face became more red and was unable to make eye contact.

Meanwhile Uraraka continued to enthusiastically talk to Izuku, oblivious to the fact that from the looks of things he would soon pass out due to all the blood rushing to his face. "I wonder if today's the ceremony or if we're gonna meet with the counselors or something? Do you know what our teacher is like? I'm really excited about it!"

"If you're here to have fun or play at friends, then do me a favor and leave now." came a lethargic voice from the hall. The group turned to see a somewhat creepy looking face poking out of a yellow sleeping bag on the floor. The man inside looked like he hadn't slept in a year and forgot how to shave cleanly. "This is the Department of Heroics." he stated as he slipped a juice bag out of his sleeping bag and sucked the contents down in one go. "Get your act together."

[He looks just like a bagworm.] noted Kumagawa.

Izuku spun his head towards the teen in disbelief. Could he not tell this was their teacher?!

Standing up, the man hopped his way into the classroom before unzipping the sleeping bag and stepping out of it. "It took you lot 8 seconds to quiet down. Time is limited. You kids aren't rational enough. I'm your homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shouta. Pleasure meeting you."

'This guy is our homeroom teacher?' thought Izuku as he stared at the man in disbelief. 'That means he's a Pro Hero, but I've never heard of him... and I've never seen a hero who looks so worn-down.'

Aizawa reached into his sleeping bag and pulled out a bunch of blue and white track uniforms. "This is sudden, but put these on and go out to the P.E grounds."