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The teacher of class 1-A walked into the support workshop. Aizawa didn't plan on coming in here first thing in the morning but an urgent message from Power Loader had forced him. He stopped next to the pro hero's desk. Power Loader looked up at the underground hero.
"Ah Eraserhead, thank you for coming by so suddenly!" Aizawa merely nodded and waited for him to continue. Power Loader pressed on unfazed. "I have a request!" At this Aizawa raised an eyebrow. It was rare for the head of the support course to ask for something. "I have an excellent student, he is by far one of the brightest minds I've had in my class. But he brings up a unique problem." He slid a folder to Aizawa as he said the last part. Aizawa began to look through it and saw a picture of a very bored looking green haired student. He flipped through the papers to see that the boy had already made a wide array of support devices all of which had been given a pass by Power Loader. All of the kid's grades were A's. He saw no problem here.
"What's the problem with him?" Aizawa asked as he couldn't find any cause for a problem, Izuku Midoriya seemed like a model student. Power Loader let out a sigh before continuing.
"Well for one the boy is extremely antisocial, normally this wouldn't be a problem, but even with me he refuses to hold a conversation with. Every lesson I've tried to teach he has slept through, but come time to work or take a test he has no issue breezing by it. I've noted only two students that are able to interact with the boy. One of them being from your class. One Bakugo Katsuki." Aizawa was unable to hide his shock at the mention of his number one headache in class.
"Are you sure the boy is interacting of his own free will?" The other teacher only laughed at his query.
"Not always, but Bakugo has good intentions, if anything I'd say they act as brothers. But that's not the problem, the problem is Izuku is already far more advanced than his class. However he doesn't work on his social skills and has no drive to learn any tricks from his fellow students save one. Which is why I wanted ask you if you would be able to take him for half of the day, while being in your care he would have to assist you with tasks you deem necessary. He will have to develop socially while also being able to assess a students fighting style and quirk. His grade will depend on this as it is crucial for a support course student to learn marketing as well as adapting to different kinds of quirks." Power Loader went quiet and waited for a response.
Aizawa could tell there was more to this then just developing the kid as a support course student. If anything this kid was already a gold mine for support companies, no Power Loader definitely had an ulterior motive in this. Aizawa out the folder back onto the desk and did something that always sent chills down others spine, he smiled. "Alright, I'll do it."
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Izuku stood just outside the giant door of class 1-A, he couldn't help but feel a sharp annoyance at this new assignment. Not only would he have to interact with people as part of his grade but he would have but he would be reminded of his condition every single moment he spent doing it. He let out a sigh as he heard the cue for him to come in.
As he stepped into the silent room he could feel every pair of eyes locked onto him. Tracking his every moment, analyzing his every feature for any distinguishing things. Without realizing it he had made himself scowl. The pro hero Eraserhead stared at him with a hidden curiosity.
"Okay everyone, this here is Midoriya Izuku he's in the support course. As a part of his classwork he will be joining your class for half the day, then report back to his teacher. He knows what his assignment is and he will do it accordingly, so don't worry if he isn't working on anything in class." A mischievous grin had ghosted it's way across his face as he paused. "First why don't you introduce yourself to the class. Give them some facts about yourself." Izuku went rigid as he heard the added part of his introduction. He could feel his nails digging into his palms as he stared at the sea of faces staring at him until finally he saw the shocked ashen blonde.
The class waited for what seemed like ages for the boy to say something until he finally let out a breath.
"Any facts or questions about me could be directed to Kacchan." he droned out in his usual bored tone. Without waiting another second the he walked over and dragged a seat over to Bakugo's desk and promptly slumped into it. The whole class was taken aback at his complete lack of care. Tenya Iida shoot up and began giving the boy a lecture on discipline and respect. While the rest of the class waited for the pending explosion from the hothead. Bakugo looked between the two and finally stood up.
"Glasses, shut your mouth and sit down!" Iida went silent in shock. Bakugo wasted no time and turned to the apathetic boy and grabbed his collar. "Deku." He voice had a dangerous edge to it.
"Hm?" The boy still seemed unfazed.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE GONNA HAVE CLASS WITH ME!" He shouted as he shook the boy. In response the boy smirked.
"Oops." The blonde seemed ready to kill the boy but instead sat him back down and sat down himself and looked at Aizawa who had a smirk on his face.
"Now that you all are finished, we have class to start." Aizawa wrote out a page number on the board and then climbed into his sleeping bag and went to sleep, not before slipping some ear plugs Izuku noticed. After a few minutes he felt all eyes on him again. He scowled and turned to Bakugo. Who was already glaring at him.
"What the hell did you do to get kicked out of the workshop!" He growled out, Izuku simply shrugged.
"I didn't socialize enough and now I need to work on my social skills." He grumbled back, as if on cue someone walked up to the pair.
"Hey there the name's Kaminari, you ate lunch with us the other day!" Midoriya didn't so much as shift in his direction, instead he became silent and put his head down in Bakugo's desk. "Hey! Dude I was just mak…"
"Thought I told you already that he wasn't going to talk back." a chill went through the room as everyone looked at the dark look on Bakugo's face. Kaminari backed away and retreated to his desk. Everyone seeing the warning wisely went about doing their work.
Half an hour had past when Izuku picked his head back up from his nap. While the 1-A students focused on their work he decided to analyze then again. His eyes roamed until they landed on a head of brown hair "Round Face." He uttered, without another word he dragged his chair next to hers and took out his notebook. The girl looked up in shock and confusion. Most of the class was once again focused on the odd and silent student.
"Uh, can… can I help." She didn't get to finish her statement as Izuku showed her an incomplete page in a notebook, the title of the page was labeled as Round Face.
"I didn't get to complete my analysis on your quirk, I have plenty of questions and we don't have time to waste." The girl looked shocked as she reviewed the page.
"You got that much from just a glance!?" He nodded. "You also remembered me?"
"I remember every entry. Could we proceed to the part where I question you?" He bored tone had picked up a slightly annoyed tinge to it. One Uraraka did not miss. She crossed her arms and smirked.
"No." Her smirk only grew wider when she saw the visible annoyance wash over his face. "You have to get to know me and once I feel like we have a good enough relationship, then you can have all the information you want." The only only sound in the room was the howl of laughter from Bakugo.
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Izuku was going insane. there was no way that he would be able to go through with Round Face's request... but her couldn't just leave his page half finished, sure he could just watch her but that would just be speculation at best. he sighed as he made his way through the halls. the rest of the classes had gone by uneventfully, he was now making his way back to the support course when he rounded the corner and slammed into someone causing him to fall.
the swirling void began eating away at him rapidly as he stared up at the number 1 hero. Izuku felt his throat shut, it felt as if the sludge was clogging up his blood stream. at some point Midoriya had begun to shake, he couldn't control it.
"ah! are you alright..." recognition began to creep into his face as he stared down at a Izuku. Unable to take anymore Izuku scrambled up and pushed past the hero and ran the rest of the way to the support course.
unable to stop his shaking he sat down at his seat in the workshop, as if sensing his distress Mei pulled out a tarp and placed it over him and went back to work without prying. Izuku was thankful for the action, because as soon as he was covered the floodgates opened up and he silently weept. Izuku Midoriya could keep his walls up but thankfully his friend had put a cover for him be able to let them crumble for now.
