A/N Hello, K8wolfx here! This is another story request from Shiranai Atsune! The prompt was this: "Munakata x Yukizome roleswap. What if Munakata and Yukizome switch roles? As in... Munakata was Ultimate Housekeeper while Yukizome was the Ultimate student Council President. Or, what if Munakata was the one who became Hope's Peak teacher in order to infiltrate and investigate, rather that Yukizome?"

As much as I'm sure everyone would love to see Munakata flounce around in a flowing pink apron (upupupupup~), I decided to do the second part of the prompt so I could keep this as close to in-character as possible. So for this story, Munakata is the main character on a quest to better connect with his students and stop the despair that he comes across.

By the way, this is not related to the events in my other rewrite "The Togami Plot" so you can definitely read this one without having to go read the other one first. I mean, I would like it if you read both but you don't have to so...yeah. Each chapter will be in order of the episodes so expect there to be somewhere around 12 chapters depending on how much I decide to change.

Anyways, I'm sorry for these long ass author's notes. There is a story down below that is far more important than my incessant babbling so get to it! Enjoy~!

They say that a good leader is someone who you would follow to the ends of the Earth. Another thing they say about leaders is that they can get some of the most simple-minded people to do the greatest things. When it comes to Hope's Peak Academy students, however, it is a completely different story.

You have to understand that these students are no ordinary students. They were born with amazing abilities that help them succeed in their designated gifted field. I should know; I used to be one of them. The teachers who teach these bright young students have a lot of difficulties. Behind every talented student, there must be a talented teacher. A teacher who can instruct the students in an orderly fashion and keep them grounded when needed; who can control their outrageous attitudes and lead them to a brighter tomorrow; who can find a way to help them rise above their own expectations and limits. If a person like this existed, they would be the best teacher these students could hope for.

So, I thought I might give it a try.

"Munakata," The headmaster announced as I stood in front of his desk. He had his hands clasped in front of him, his thumb nervously stroking at his other fingers. "I am assigning you to be assistant homeroom teacher to the first group of the 77th class."

"Yes sir, Headmaster Kirigiri." I nodded. This was the opportunity I had been waiting for.

"You've only just graduated, so it may be difficult despite the fact that you are the Ultimate Student Council President, but I'm counting on you." In the background, Kizakura burps distastefully. Principal Kirigiri buries his head in his hands and sighs, "Kizakura!"

"Sorry, sorry." Kizakura coughed, trying to clear his throat. His voice sounded weak, like he was straining himself to speak. Nevertheless, he still had an apologetic smile on his face as he spoke. "I had a bit too much to drink last night."

"Sorry." Headmaster Kirigiri turned his attention to me as Kizakura tried to keep himself from vomiting. "As you can see, the homeroom teacher isn't too serious, so I think you may have some trouble…"

Kizakura grinned and gave me a cheerful wave. "Feel free to treat the class like it's your own!"

"I will." I told him. "Don't push yourself too hard today."

"Don't worry about me," He replied, waving me off in a lighthearted manner. "You should hurry to class. I should warn you, they can be a little reckless sometimes. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Considering how you can hardly move without vomiting, I think I can watch over the class for a few hours with no problem." I responded. "Did you forget who I am? This may be hopeless for any ordinary man, but I can do it."

"True, very true," Kizakura shrugged, "As expected of the Ultimate Student Council President."

"In any case," The headmaster smiled politely. "I wish you the best of luck on your first day."

I uttered a quick 'thank you' and left his office. When I looked at the clock, I realized I had about fifteen minutes until class started. Not wanting to be late on my first day of teaching, I walked briskly to my assigned teaching area, Class 1-B, wondering if the class would be as reckless as Kizakura had said.

"Munakata hasn't changed a bit since his student days…" As soon as Munakata left, Kizakura got up from his seat on the couch and decided to lean on the end of Kirigiri's desk instead.

"No," Kirigiri agreed promptly.

"Now then… I hear it was Munakata's idea." Kizakura continued. "That he wanted to try being a teacher to gain more leadership experience."

"Yeah," He nodded. "He insisted we take him if we were short on staff."

"The expansion process must be really boring if he decided he wanted to teach a bunch of high school students." Kizakura laughed, and then covered his mouth as if he might vomit again. Kirigiri patiently waited for Kizakura to gather himself, worrying about how much the other usually drinks. After all, this is certainly not the first time that Kizakura had been too hung over to teach his class. When Kizakura finally managed to steady himself, he gave Kirigiri another apologetic smile. "I almost feel bad for Munakata."

"Munakata is a natural-born leader, but he has never taught students before." Kirigiri explained. "I believe it will be a good experience for him, considering how far away it is from his comfort zone. Besides, the overseas expansion project is running smoothly according to Yukizome."

"Yukizome is the one in charge over there?" Kizakura asked, sounding both astonished and amused at the same time. "Now there's a woman who would make an excellent teacher!"

"Perhaps, but she seems to be content with overseeing the project until Munakata returns." Kirigiri stated plainly. In his opinion, he thought that Chisa Yukizome would be bored sitting around a construction site all day but she always seemed fine taking orders from Munakata no matter how tedious it may be.

"He may be young, but he's expanding his faction quickly." Kizakura pointed out, drawling the headmaster out of his thoughts. Kirigiri blinked, seeing that the other man had a worried expression etched across his face. "Be careful not to have the school snatched out from under you."

"I know."

After a long walk across the campus, I finally arrived to Class 1-B with a minute to spare. I decided to take that minute to prepare myself for what might be on the other side of that door. For my first time teaching, I felt pretty calm about the whole situation. This may be my first time teaching students a little younger than me, but this was not my first time working with students in general. As a former Student Council President of Hope's Peak, I can safely say that I have worked with some pretty unusual people before. Needless to say, if I could handle leading the Student Council in my student days, I believe that this will be less of a problem.

Taking a deep breath, I reached for the handle and slid the door open. "Good morning -" I froze completely. When I was mentally preparing myself, I did not expect this to happen. Sitting in the room were only four students, three girls and one boy. "I thought the class would be bigger than this. Why are there only for of you?"

"Good morning," A girl with long blonde hair cheerfully greeted me as I made my way further into the classroom. Her professional mannerism and straight posture told me that she was most likely the Ultimate Princess of the class, Sonia Nevermind. She was sitting in the front row.

The other blonde girl in the room made a noise of disappointment. She was a lot shorter than the Ultimate Princess, and was standing next to the red-headed girl's desk. Judging from the fact that she was wearing a kimono instead of her class uniform, it was safe to assume that this was the Ultimate Traditional Dancer, Hiyoko Saionji. "What's this? Some man I've never even heard of just came in!"

"Um, who are you?" The red-headed girl tilted her head to the side and gave me a confused smile. She had a camera on her desk, which meant she was probably the Ultimate Photographer, Mahiru Koizumi.

"Starting today, I will be your teacher, Kyosuke Munakata." I announced proudly, standing behind the classroom podium. "It is a pleasure to meet you."

"Oh, this one looks like he'll be fun to break!" Saionji snickered, "His social position, his organs, his life and more!"

"You can try all you want," I told her with a smug smile, "but it will take a lot to break me."

"Sounds like a challenge!" She smirked back with a scary glint in her eyes.

"Hold on, where did Kizakura go?!" The blonde boy in the back of the room asked, finally speaking up. He had his legs crossed on top of his desk, his hands relaxed behind his head, and he was leaning back in his chair. His mannerism was completely different from Sonia Nevermind, but still professional nonetheless. In fact, he reminded me more of Sakakura because of his attitude. If I had to guess, I would say he was the Ultimate Gangster, Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu. "He's our homeroom teacher."

"Mr. Kizakura is… not able to teach at the moment." I answered with hesitation. They did not have to know why he was unable to teach today.

"Is he hung over again?" Kuzuryu asked in annoyance.

Before I could answer, the door slid open. A girl with long cut up hair and bandages on her arms and legs rushed into the room. "Sorry! I'm late!" Then, as if tripping on air, she accidentally fell to the ground with a shriek in a really… suggestive pose.

"You do this every morning!" Saionji complained. "Are you a bot? You puke-stinking klutz of a woman!"

"I'm sorry!" The girl wailed, trying to get up to her feet but failing.

I sighed and walked closer to the girl. Judging from the papers that slipped out of her bag, they seemed to be medical forms. This had to be the Ultimate Nurse, Mikan Tsumiki. That would also explain why she has so many bandages. I held out my hand to her and pulled her to her feet. "It's okay, just be careful, alright?" I looked around the room at the other students. "That makes five."

"This may be everyone for today." Sonia stated glumly.

"What about the other students?" I asked the rest of them. "I have a class list of fifteen students, so what are the other ten doing?"

"I don't know, and I don't care." Saionji smiled dreamily with her head down on Koizumi's desk.

"Besides, attendance isn't mandatory at this school, is it?" Koizumi pointed out. "You just need to sharpen your skills and pass the practical exams."

"I…" Tsumiki began sheepishly, "I was trying to attend class-"

"Don't act like such a goody two-shoes!" Kuzuryu yelled at her, causing her to start weeping and sputter apologies.

This was really disappointing. As I looked around the room at the 77th class of Hope's Peak, or at least the only five that showed up, I felt like this was hardly worth my time. If I was going to teach for Hope's Peak, I wanted to have the whole class show up. Also, it would be better for them to be closer together as a group. At least, that's how I was taught. If it weren't for my teachers, I don't think I would be that close with Yukizome or Sakakura; they would just be faces in a classroom.

"I see," I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed. "It would seem you all get along about as well as rival street gangs."

"The hell do you mean by that?!" Kuzuryu shouted. "What would you know about rival street gangs?"

"Yeah, you look like a rich, pastry-looking snob." Saionji agreed. "I bet you have henchmen who do all the dirty work for you while you just sit around on your ass giving orders."

"I'll have you know that there is more to me than what meets the eye." I climbed up on one of the empty desks and looked around the room, something I would normally do during my old student council meetings. As if recognizing me by the mere motion, their eyes widened at the sight. "In fact, when a former Student Council President needs to get their other members under control, you can imagine what kind of hard discipline that might take."

"You went to this school?" Koizumi's eyes were as big as saucers.

"Yes, I graduated not too long ago with the rest of my classmates." I explained. "Beside me the entire time was the Ultimate Housekeeper, Chisa Yukizome and the Ultimate Boxer, Juzo Sakakura. We would not have become close friends if it was not for the teachers of the 74th Class. They taught us that we should cherish our youthful days with our classmates because it will never come again. It seems that the rest of you could use that kind of lesson, considering how disappointing your current relationships with each other are." I jumped off the desk and gazed at every single one of their faces. This way, it wouldn't seem like I was dictating them. "I want to be that kind of teacher for all of you. I cannot let you sit around wasting your youth like this. With your help, we can find the other members of your classmates and save your memories of high school for the better."

"That was a wonderful speech, Mr. Munakata!" Sonia cried with so much enthusiasm there seemed to be stars in her eyes. "This may be exactly what I was hoping for when I knocked at this school's gates."

"Excellent, let's gather the others so we can get class started properly."

"All right!" She beamed.

"Screw that." Kuzuryu stood up and slammed his hand on his desk. "Why should I have to act all buddy-buddy with everyone?"

"Doing so builds memories. Some of the happiest memories, for some people, would be spending time with others in his youth. Without it, you would be all alone. If you don't have something fond to look back on in times of needs, life may be more difficult for you." I walked over to his desk and stood beside it. "Besides, it's not like I can keep you unsupervised in this classroom so I would suggest you come with the rest of us."

"Or else what? What are you gonna do if I don't come with everyone?"

"Then I'll have to use force."

"Pfft. Do it if you-" Without warning, I grabbed his arm, pinned it behind his back, and slammed the rest of his upper body to lay flat on top of the desk. He groaned in pain as the girls screamed. "Y-You…"

"Let this be a warning to you if you decide to cross me again, boy." I hissed. "Or maybe you should learn to take care of yourself instead of letting your bodyguard do all of the work."

"How do you-"

"Wow, you just got beat up by an assistant homeroom teacher!" Saionji snickered at the gangster before turning her attention to me. "Alright pastry-snob, I might help look for the others if I get to see you do that again!"

"I guess we could all use some fresh air." Koizumi smiled reluctantly.

"I… I'll go too in case we have any medical emergencies." Tsumiki cried.

"Look at that, Kuzuryu, your classmates are willing to go on a small field trip to look for the rest of your classmates." I slowly released him from my grip and took a few steps back. "I would appreciate it if you would join us."

"Okay, you've got some guts in you," Kuzuryu stood in an upright position, rolling his shoulders back, "but you should know that you don't have to resort to violence so quickly even if it is to prove a point. You don't want one of your classmates injured, do you?"

"If I wanted to hurt you, then you would be injured. The only thing I fulfilled was pinning your arm behind your back." I defended. "I could have easily dislocated your arm if I wanted to, but you are my student and I will not hurt you. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah, okay, you've earned my respect so I guess I'll go along with the rest of you." Kuzuryu gave me a cocky grin. "But if you touch me like that again, you'll regret it for the remainder of your life… however long that may be."

"Sounds fair to me," I decided. As long everyone is part of our little quest, I doubt there will be too many more problems. I turned my attention back to the rest of the group. "Now that everyone is with us, let's go find the rest of your classmates."

"Well, I managed to get through it." I told Yukizome. It was the end of the day and I no longer had to teach for the rest of the day so I decided to call Yukizome to see how she was doing. "Kizakura seems to be fine with having me as the assistant homeroom teacher for as long as I want. Of course, he just wants to get back to scouting for the 78th Class, but that's what he's better at anyways."

"So you don't know when you'll be coming back?" She asked. "The kids must love you if they want to keep you as their teacher."

"I assume it won't be longer than a year. I'll be back before the plan to expand Hope's Peak High School overseas is completed." I reminded her softly. "Any news I should be aware of regarding the expansion?"

"So far, everything is going perfectly fine!" Yukizome announced in a sing-songy voice. "The overseas expansion is steadily coming to fruition!"

"I see. I couldn't ask for better news."

"Well, how are things on your end?" She asked me. "Has everything been going well with teaching your students?"

"It's going well, for the most part." I explained, not trying to hide the exasperation in my voice. "I had to run around campus searching for the classmates that did not show up. One of them destroyed the men's faculties because he had to use the restroom, another was blasting her music to death out of a flamethrower guitar, and a third managed to win dozens of Dr. Hoppers from a vending machine after a truck landed on top of it."

"There's never a dull day at Hope's Peak Academy, huh?" Her voice had a hint of amusement and awe in it.

"You could say so, I suppose. But I handled it." I reassured her, a proud smile creeping onto my face. "Kizakura said that the class was a little reckless, which is true, but they keep remind me of our old class in the smallest ways. I am going to make sure that they enjoy Hope's Peak just as much as we do."

Yukizome let out a small giggle. "No less from the former Super High School-Level Student Council President."

"Don't push yourself too hard while I'm gone. You've always been a little too serious-"

"Hey Kyosuke," She interrupted. I stopped speaking and gave her a nonverbal sound to insist that I was listening to her. "I'm grateful to Hope's Peak High School. It allowed me to meet you!"

I frowned, not sure what she was trying to tell me. "What's this, all of a sudden?" I asked her.

"Oh…" I could hear the soft smile in her voice. "It's nothing."

A/N I took the liberty of using some of the lines from the episode to stay in character but the rest of it, and especially Munakata's lines, I created.

Agh! I'm sorry. I always feel bad for the first chapter of these rewrites because I feel like not a whole lot changes. I promise that in future chapters, things will become far more drastic then what it seems right now; especially as we start entering the twilight zones before completely dark despair kicks in!

This chapter also turned out a lot longer than what I was expecting it to be and I didn't want to make it too long, considering how not much changed, so again, I'm sorry. I'm not too proud of this chapter but I promise that the future ones will be a helluva lot better so please stay tuned!

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