Transferring Into Class 1-A

"I'm surprised, honestly." Shoto said to me as he took his mask off. "I didn't think we'd pull it off."

"Really, now?" I asked him, turning around in my gaming chair. "Well, with me transferring to your class this week, things will go a lot more smoother then today."

"Are you going to talk like I'm not here?" Kisu asked, sitting in a beanbag and holding her burnt arm.

"I'm pretty sure you're fine." Toya said while Toga bounced next to him. "It's not like you'll die."

"Excuse me, buddy, but I'm the only one injured here because I had to play victim."

"And it looks like a second degree burn from the look of it." I said, standing out of my chair. "Come on, you baby. I'll help you fix it up."

I grabbed a cloth and wetted it down with ice cold water. Then I wrapped it around Kisu's burnt forearm. "There. That should make it feel better."

"That fucking hurt but whatever." Kisu said as she held the cloth down on her arm.

Shoto put the mask on my desk and looked at it for a few moments. I saw him try picking it up again, but he hesitated and left it alone. I sighed, "Ok, out." I demanded of Toya, Toga and Kisu. "Out with you. Go home."

"So mean. You're going to make me go home by myself?" Kisu complained.

"Puh, what a baby." Toya simply walked out of the house and headed back to the little lair that Tomura and Kurogiri would hide in. And Toga simply sat out in the living room on the couch, giggling to herself.

Shoto headed for the door before I closed it and sat down in my chair. "Why the long face, buddy?" I asked him while crossing my legs and resting my head on my fist.

"Am I a villain now?" Shoto asked me, giving me a confused gaze. "I was supposed to be a hero. That's what I wanted. Now that I'm associated with villains, does that make me one as well?"

"Who knows?" I answered cryptically. "Be what you want to be." I then turned around in my chair and waved at a beanbag, telling Shoto to sit down while I turned on my computer to play games. "Have you heard of the Hero Killer: Stain?"

"Hero Killer?" Shoto jerked his head up. I caught his attention there. "The one in Hosu?"

"The one in Hosu."

"What about him?" Shoto tilted his head slightly in confusion.

"Well, he's referred to as a villain, since he kills heroes. People are stupid, humans in general. I, for one, would know. If you were to think about his actions, then you'll find that he's not wrong about his decisions in a way."

"He's killing heroes!" Shoto raised his voice at me. "How would that be correct?"

"I never said he was correct. I just said he's not wrong in a way. His goal is not to kill heroes randomly, but to get rid of those he referred to as fake. For example, Uwabami. She's the fakest of heroes. All she does is sit in front of a camera and talk about how beautiful she is. She films commercials instead of fending off villains. Where do think she is when there are villains attacking? In front of a camera. You see, Stain is simply restoring order within the pros' community as heroes. They've changed from rescuing machines, to attention seeking jackasses."

Shoto looked at me in shock as I paid attention to my game. His poor little head was filled with confusing problems.

"Stain is referred to as a villain when he is really just fixing the world in his own way. He's not a bad person like people say." I continued on. "He's simply misunderstood as a human being. Do you know why I'm telling you this?"

Shoto shook his head. I smiled at him as I killed a high level boss on my PC.

"I'm telling you this because it's what you need to hear." I said. "You ask if you're a villain. That's for you decide. It depends on you and your morals. Just like Stain, you could be referred to as a villain. But pay no attention to those who might think of you as one." I paused my game and turned back around to face Shoto. "Besides, it's not like you wouldn't have ever tried humiliating your father."

I stood up out of my seat and approached Shoto. He stared at me as I walked closer. I held his chin and lifted it so he would look at me. "I honestly like you. You're strong, agile, and above all, a very calm person. A calm person is a rational person."

Shoto continued staring at me. He really had good looks, I won't lie. If I'm speaking truthfully, I'd much rather get together with Shoto then start dating Toga.

"Oh, and before you go," I said, letting go of his chin before walking away. "I'll be transferring to class 1-A tomorrow."

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Mr. Aizawa was silent as we walked through the halls. He looked tired and scruffy as he usually did. He had been up all night, trying to keep the citizens calm from all the damage done by Endeavor. Of course, that was just my plan. I loved last night, even wanting to burn down Endeavor's house all the way to the ground, making it non-existent. But I was nice and lured Endeavor away along with my dear friends.

"You will be quiet when we enter. Only when you introduce yourself, you can speak. Although, I don't think you'll listen like my other students." Mr. Aizawa groaned as he opened the door to his classroom.

I pulled my headphones down and turned to my new classmates. Kisu and Shoto stared at me, they expected it, of course. I saw familiar faces like those girls who I had met during lunch. And those boys, the hot-head, the dunce faced turd and the spiky redhead. They simply gave me deadpanned looks, like we were rivals of sort and they did not like me.

"This is Yuno. He'll be joining us in class from here on out. He's your classmate now. Ugh, I just want to sleep. Whatever, introduce yourself and wait for your next class."

Mr. Aizawa crawled into a yellow sleeping bag and left me alone with a bunch of dummy Ida staring at me. I rubbed the back of my head while my other hand rested in my pocket.

"Guess I'll just get this over with." I mumbled. "Yuno Tsumuyuki. Quirk is High Intellect, at least that's what everyone thinks my Quirk is." My new classmates gave me looks of confusion, except for Kisu and Shoto. "My Quirk is what I like to call Blood Control, which allows me to control my own blood when I cut myself. I can also control someone else's blood, moving their bodies the way I want them to. Not a whole ton of people know about my real Quirk, I guess this makes you all lucky."

Of course, Blood Control wasn't my actual Quirk, but once I injected myself with a new Quirk, it became a natural yet hidden part of my life. Although, I never used it much. Everyone looked at me with faces that clearly wanted to see how the Quirk works. I sighed and pulled out a knife from my pocket. I slit my hand and blood started to drip as I put the knife away. Before the blood could hit the ground, it stopped midair and floated back to my hand. I made butterflies with the small amount of blood I had bled and they started to fly around me in a calm manner.

I saw everyone's faces light up, especially the girls. I love it when they did that. That always meant that they would trust me.

A girl with a tight black ponytail raised her hand, looking uninterested in the butterflies made of blood. "You said that people think your Quirk is High Intellect. Are you really that smart?"

Momo Yaoyorozu. Her Quirk is Creation, allowing her to create anything none living, as long as she knows the molecular structure of the object. I just sighed and stared at her.

"If you think I'm not as smart as you, Ms. Momo Yaoyorozu, then you're terribly mistaken. I know far more then you will ever know."

Momo stared at me with eyes that were clearly annoyed with the tone I took while saying that. I smiled at her as a butterfly landed on her nose. "I still admire you in a way. Let's just say that I admire you in a different way then a normal person would."

Momo blushed slightly and swatted the butterfly away. She looked away and fidgeted with her hands on her desk. Kisu stared at me with eyes that clearly said, "my god, you are so annoying."

After introducing myself, the girls and a few boys surrounded my desk, asking me questions and all that. It really irritated me that Kisu was snickering at me while sitting on Shoto's desk, who was face palming, thinking Kisu was ridiculous.

"You said you could control someone's body, right?" A boy named Hanta Sero asked me. "How do you do that?"

"You want a demonstration?" I answered him with a question. "Well, if you want a demonstration, maybe, just maybe, I'll show you during the Sports Festival. And depending on our class, maybe I could show. I happen to know what we're doing next class."

"Really? What is-"

"I AM HERE!" A deep voice came from outside the classroom. "COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!"

"Oh my god, it's All Might!"

"Look at his hero suit! It's from the Silver Age!"

"Is All Might teaching our class?!"

Mr. Aizawa stood up and and groaned at us, wanting his students to shut up. "Yeah, yeah. All Might will be teaching you, get out of my classroom and go to your locker rooms."

We were sent to our locker rooms to change into our hero costumes. I could feel the boys' eyes on me, glaring at me. I was getting annoyed with them staring at me while I pulled my hero suit on.

"Is there something you want?" I asked them while putting on the wristbands that were part of my hero suit. "If you don't need anything, then don't stare at people."

They rolled their eyes and looked away. There was one person I recognized, the one Kisu talked about during the entrance exam. Izuku Midoryia, the one who blew up his limbs. He would look up at me, then look away again. I rolled my eyes and continued changing.

I wore a white button up shirt with a black, sleeveless blazer. Black wristbands wrapped around my wrist. My black jeans were ripped and on my feet were dark red high-tops. A gray pouch held a small book on one side of my waist while a few vials of my blood hung on the other side of my waist.

"That's a really cool costume, Yuno!" A girl named Ochaco said to me.

"Thanks, I guess." I answered back, rubbing the back of my head.

"Well, enough chit-chat!" All Might laughed with his hand balled into fists and resting on his hips. "In you're first class of Hero Foundation Studies, we're going to be in groups of three and you'll be escaping a collapsed building!"

"Hah?!" The hot pepper, Katsuki, exclaimed. "What kind of crap is this?!"

"Now, now, Young Bakugo." All Might waved a large finger. "This lesson will teach to work with your teammates and how to use your Quirks in situation that doesn't involve harm or fighting. Today, you'll be stuck in a collapsed building, trapped with nowhere to go. The scenario is an earthquake took place and you were caught inside with no way to get out. Now let's get your teams together!" All Might pulled a small piece of paper out and started calling out names. "Team A will be Katsuki, Denki and Eijiro. Team B will be Kyoka, Hanta and Koji. Team C, Yuno, Kisu, Shoto. Team D is Ochaco, Izuku and Tsuyu. Team E, Mashirao, Mina and Yuga, Team F is Tenya, Rikido and Shoji and Team G is Momo, Fumikage and Toru. The first team will be Yuno, Kisu and Shoto. Everyone else, follow me to the surveillance tower!"

Goof thing I hacked into the UA program for the match-making. Everyone in class 1-A are such dummies. I rolled my eyes as Kisu bounced toward me with a smug smile on her face. She mumbled to me as she rolled her eyes. "You messed with the matching, didn't you?"

"Who messed with what?" Shoto asked.

"Nothing, nothing." Kisu crossed her arms, that smug smile still in her face.

What a bunch of idiots. They think this is hard but it's rather very simple. If only they were as smart as Momo.