My name is Mineta Minoru and I am the most popular kid in my class, no possibly even my school. I may not be the tallest in my class, but standing at a whopping 3' 6½ I draw the attention of everyone every time I walk into a room, this is helped by my stunning good looks and attractive fashion sense. The girls and women fawn over me, and the boys and men wish they could be me, All Might himself bowed when he met me and called my visage close to godliness.
How my day usually begins is by running to UA, due to my perfect looks I tend to take as much beauty sleep as I can as my fan club says that I grow more handsome by the day, this means I occasionally sleep in past my alarms, making me run to class with a piece of bread in my mouth. I just make it into the classroom before my caterpillar of a homeroom teacher, he used to be super strict but after he noticed the student body accepting my attentions, and even craving it, he lets me do whatever I want to them.
As I work my way over to my seat beside the window I notice the eyes of most of the class on me, I need to choose who is worthy of my attention. As the most popular guy in school it is my sacred duty to not give my attention to the same person everyday, otherwise it would upset the entire school balance and cause interclass wars worse than when Endeavor was a student.
I had winked at Izuku yesterday, making him a blushing and stuttering mess, now I'm not into guys but his face is soft enough that I can picture him with long hair and boom, there's a cute flat-chested yet shredded girl who loves my attention. Today though, I have my sights set on, probably, the bustiest chick in our class, Momo Yaoyorozu, she sits right behind me so she's constantly in awe of my presence. I smirk at her, straddling the back of my chair.
"Hey, how you doin'" I ask, all suave. She blushes and covers her cheeks, so cute.
"Ah, I'm, er, I'm fine, good… how are you" she stutters, totally under the influence of my charms. I wink at her.
"I was alright, better now that I've seen such a beautiful and hot girl such as yourself." She swooned, almost fainting due to the amount of blood rushing to her face as she basked in the attention of the hottest guy in school.
My caterpillar of a teacher then proceeded to start class but there was a furnace of love behind me so I wasn't paying much attention to whatever he was saying, it's not gonna be important anyway.
Lunch time comes around and the whole school is begging for me to sit with them, and as the most popular boy in school I have to make sure not to keep my affections confined to 1A, that would be favouritism. Itsuka Kendo, the hottie with giant hands, who really knew how to use them, came up to me and slid her arm around my shoulder, pulling my face closer to her chest.
"Sit with me and my classmates mineta-chan, you haven't sat with us in ages and we really miss you" She sighed out, breathily, face flushing as I looked up at her. I flashed her a confident smirk and nodded my head.
"Of course, sweetheart, can't have you thinking that I've abandoned such a hottie like you, now can I?" She almost melted against me, before leading me to their table.
Once I sat down all of the seats around me filled instantaneously, boys and girls clamouring have their opinions heard by me, and be given my attentions.
The best part of lunch was when the pick haired girl from the support branch of UA confessed her undying love for me, causing a food fight when Tsuyu Asui heard her and challenged her to a fight for the honour of my hand. Naturally I had to put a stop to it, a young hunk like me just can't be tied down by marriage, there are so many ladies who haven't felt any of my attentions, which is truly unfair to them.
After class I needed to go home as soon as possible, being out on the streets for too long usually causes riots as everybody wants a piece of me. But before I left school grounds Ochaco Uraraka cornered me in the classroom and gave me a letter confessing her love to me, I thanked her for it and told her I'd add cherish it, naturally I'd put it up on the shrine I have across from my bed so that I can always remember how loved and cherished I am.
