Light Yagami sat in his classroom, staring out the window and daydreaming about how he could be doing much more useful things than getting lectured on things he already knew at school. Around him students were chatting, commenting on the latest news about a new hero that recently saved the day. Light didn't really care about her crazy antics or her, quote on quote, 'sexy gigantic breasts', the world of heroes did not concern him. As long as they did their job, there was no need for him to give them any extra attention.
"Mr. Yagami, are you still with us?"
Light snapped out of his daze and looked up at the teacher who had just addressed him. He wasn't surprised the teacher chose to pick on him of all people, after all, he was the only quirkless kid in his year. There was a lot of prejudice against quirkiness people, but he tried not to let it get to him all too much. In a way, he saw the teacher's constant criticism of him as somewhat of a blessing. Since he had no quirk he would have to learn to survive on intellect which can only be mastered with contant challenge.
"Could you translate this sentence to english?" The teacher asked.
'Then again', he started to think as he stood up and easily translated the simple sentence, 'this has become more of an inconvenience than a challenge'. He sat back down after the teacher acknowledged his perfect reading and wondered if he could maybe help his father solve a crime sometime soon. At least that sort of work provided his mind something substantial to process.
Whilst planning a conversation on how to approach his father, the chief of police, he saw a strange object fall past the window. It was small and dark, but he couldn't quite see what it was as it fell by so quickly. It must have been due to his boredom and lack of anything to do that he became curious about what exactly the object was, and where it could have come from.
He turned back to the front of the class as the teacher concluded the lesson in the last 5 minutes. Maybe he would take a quick look on the ground in front of the school before leaving, to check if the object was still there and figure out just how it fell from the sky.
It was the first day of high school for Izuku Midoriya. By some miracle, he had made it in to UA. the most prestigious high school in Japan known for its excellent hero course. Becoming a hero was all he ever wanted in life and now, he was finally on his way. He eagerly sat down in his homeroom class, trying to ignore Bakugo's constant bickering as he had for many years now. As he looked around he saw all types of different people entering class 1A, each just as exited as the next. There was of course the girl, Uraraka was it? who sat down on the opposite side of the class. She was chatting to the boy he had met during the entrance exam, who's name he didn't catch.
At first glance the tall boy seemed quite obnoxious, but Midoriya realised quickly that the boy was simply very serious about his education. In front of him sat a boy with strange elbows, which must have something to do with his quirk but what exactly, Midoriya had no clue. When he looked back at the door through which he was watching the students walk in, he had to do a double-take on what he saw. Seemingly, a floating uniform had wandered in to the room with next to it a pink alien-like girl with strange antennas on her head. In any other time and place, he would have not believed his eyes. But this was an age of quirks, anything goes. This is also why he didn't question the boy with the bird's head who walked in behind them.
Once everybody had arrived and the tall boy with glasses, apparently named Iida, had settled everybody down, they awaited their teacher. Soon after everybody was getting restless again, questioning where the teacher could be, it fell silent again as all eyes were on the giant yellow cocoon that started moving on the corner of the platform. Nobody had noticed it before, so everybody was surprised to say the least. It stood up and the sound of a zipper could be heard, revealing it was not a cocoon but a sleeping bag. The yellow shell fell to the ground and revealed their teacher: Mr. Aizawa.