Class President

so... yesterday went well... no, no it didn't.

well, we got reprimanded...more like they got reprimanded, I was spared, because I actually didn't do anything but defend the bomb.

"- decide on the class president," said Aizawa that I tuned out, wait president?

and that was when the class burst into noise...

damn it, do I have to be here? can I skip classes? do you even know what class president means? that's a lot of responsibility.

in the end, the engine boy - also known as Iida - suggested that we should vote.

in which he got 0 votes, like me.

in the end, Midoria and momo were chosen and president and Vice President.

good, I don't have to do anything, and I also need to supply my body with more mana, I will get my growth spurt early, I need to get my old body back soon, maybe at the age of 19, I will have a similar body to my past, I still can't fight comfortably yet, but it's passable.

with a sigh, I stood up to go to the cafeteria, im hungry.

...today I will have spaghetti, although I'm having second thoughts, the cook - lunch rush - vomits everything he makes, and I don't know how healthy that is.

picking up my dish, I go to a table, where I sit alone, at least no questions...until the green-haired kid decided to sit in front of me with shining eyes.

damn it.

before he could ask the question though an alarm went off... thank God, I can't take his enthusiasm.

but really though, why is there an alarm going off?

looking outside the window, I see some reporters, but how can that be? the gate should would keep them out by closing, so someone must have done something to it.

I hear screaming from the exit, and when I look over I see the engine boy... on the exit Singh, posing like the exit man.

after screaming something about " being the students of UA" and we should keep calm and not panic to tarnish the name of our school...

the school ended early, but Izuku chickened out and gave the position to tenya.

after getting home I took off my bag and dropped it on the floor, parents should be at work and I need to do something really important.

homework.

taking out a pen I start to write, but honestly, I lived for a long time, not the longest but I have a lot of experience, yet I still don't understand why (a+b) over two, will help me be a better hero.

I have been writing my English homework when I heard the door opening, must be my mother, which a quick trace confirmed that.

finishing up my task, I walk downstairs to greet her.

"Mom, you're home early, is dad coming soon as well?" I asked, genuinely curious.

"no, he will come late, I just finished my work early today, so anyway how was your day at school?" she asked enthusiastically, practically jumping.

"It was fine, though some reporters somehow got through the gate today," I say with a shrug but inwardly my gears are working on overdrive.

you see quirks are annoying, you don't know who has what if they are not a hero, so a reporter could have some kind of power that got rid of the gate.

and that's why quirks are annoying.

"Hmm, that's weird, probably a malfunction in the system" and you would know, you can't even remember your password.

"TV?" I ask.

"TV" she answered.

turning on the tv, we sat down in the living room, and there he was, the flame face, also known as Endeavor.

the day passed with the only thing changing is father joined us later in the evening.

___

the next morning's homeroom was interesting, finding out that this place also has a place for us to practice rescue in a controlled environment I was intrigued. surely they can't have every situation, what about disasters in the ocean, how are you going to do that I doors.

and so here I was on the bus, tuning out everyone, and looking out the window, like a damn protagonist. ugh.

"you know Midoria, your quirk reminds me of all might," said the frog girl, Tsuyu.

looking over at flustered Izuku, I confirmed my suspicions, this kid is all might's love child... ah, I should have been a detective.

"alright time to get off, we're here," said the caterpillar man, as he rolled out of the bus.

getting up, I walk out of the bus to see... a guy in a spacesuit?

we just stare at each other, even after the others came out of the bus.

I just shrug and cross my arms to listen.

___

done