A/N: Hello again, guys!

There's something very important that I need to talk to you guys, first and foremost.

Between last update and now, Beast Mode crossed 10 000 views!

Honestly, I couldn't beleive it when I saw that number on my computer screen. I must've sat staring at it for the longest time. Writing this story has brought me so much joy and fulfillment, it really warms the fuck out of my heart to know that people out there are enjoying it that much as well. As of right now, I think the view count is around 14 k and counting, which again...Fucking nuts.

Anyways...It's been a while. How are you? I'm fine. March Madness just ended, and while the tournament as a whole was super fun to watch, and Virginia had a hell of a team...I am all Duke so...Yeah...

I was thinking of doing a Q&A sometime soon, maybe to celebrate whenever we get to 20K views. Would that be something that y'all would wanna do? We'll see.

So yeah, that's all I got. Later.

As soon as Izuku, Momo, and Kyoka returned to the monitor room where the rest of their class was, they were swarmed with a barrage of questions and comments about their match.

The Hero Team was receiving praise for their efforts to achieve victory, while most congratulated Momo as well for giving her best despite losing. As soon as the excitement died down, Izuku was grabbed by Mineta and Kaminari, who both had dark looks in their eyes.

"MIDORIYA!" They screamed, shaking the greenette wildly, "YOU LUCKY BASTARD!" Izuku grimaced as the two slobbered all over him and yanked at his arms.

"How can you just walk back in here after witnessing nirvana?! How could the camera angle from in here have not shown it to MEEE?!" Mineta leapt up and down on Izuku's shoulders as he clung to his head.

Mineta and Kaminari were swiftly incapacitated by Jiro's quirk, and their quivering bodies were dragged away by Iida, who was shaking his head in dismay.

"Ahem, anyway…" All Might mumbled with a sweatdrop, "Very well done, my students! Now, can we have some insight on the battle that we had just witnessed? Anyone? Anyone other than you two." Izuku and Momo deflated as they were shot down by their sensei, "Young Asui! Yes, go ahead!"

The amphibian-esque girl nodded. "The Villain team did what they could to prepare. They thought of many different possibilities, and thanks to Yaoyorozu-chan's quirk, they could produce resources that fit whatever needs they had. It boiled down to bad luck that they had to face Jiro-chan and Midoriya-chan."

"You said it. Midoriya is a freakin' maniac, man." Sero muttered under his breath.

"I'm inclined to agree with Asui-kun." Iida added, "Despite their best efforts, nothing could successfully combat Midoriya-kun's sheer fighting ability." He swung his arm over to Izuku, "It is clear that he has sharpened his skills for quite some time. But, that is not to discount Yaoyorozu-kun or Kirishima-kun in any way! They performed admirably, we can all agree upon that fact!" Iida received nods of agreement from his peers and from All Might.

"Absolutely! A loss such as this should only help in keying into your areas of weakness and finding ways to overcome them for the future! That is why you are here, after all!" Giving Momo a pat on the back, All Might beamed with pride when she nodded resolutely, "Now, enough dilly-dallying! On to the next match!"

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And so, class 1-A carried on according to plan, having the remainder of the battle trials that were set up for that day.

Todoroki caught the entirety of the class off-guard, the opposing villain team and his own teammate included, by freezing the entire building as soon as their match had started. Despite his best efforts to react in time and not get captured in the arctic assault, Tokoyami and Dark Shadow found themselves overwhelmed by the magnitude of Todoroki's assault, quickly joining Koda in being stuck to the floor by a thick sheet of ice.

Shoto calmly walked into the room where the villains had been frozen and tossed a strip of capture tape over each of their petrified forms. "Sorry, I don't care much for beating around the bush. I stopped the ice from crawling too far up your body, so don't worry." He turned to Shoji, who had just made it into the room, shock apparent on his masked face, "You want to escort the hostage out, or should I?"

"Erm, feel free to do it, if it's not too much trouble for you…" Shoji scratched his temple with one of his dupli-arms, 'How can he say that so normally after doing something like that?'

Shoto shrugged and walked over to the corner, where Midnight was situated on top of a crate.

"My, my! Another strong young man here to save the day and carry me to safety~!" Midnight gave the teen a teasing smile but frowned as soon as she felt him untying the rope that immobilized her.

"She's fine to walk, so you can take her, Shoji. I should defrost those two before they get frostbite."

"T-T-T-The H-H-Hero team w-w-w-ins!" All Might declared through chattering teeth as he and his students stood shivering in the monitor room.

"Man, that was kinda…"

"Lame?" Kaminari finished Ashido's sentence, still rubbing his arms to try and warm himself back up.

The pink-skinned girl shook her head, "I was gonna say anticlimactic, but yeah. I wouldn't wanna be any of those other three, they didn't even get to do anything!"

The match after that was not any more of a nail-biter, but it at least proved to be somewhat entertaining to watch.

Almost immediately, Ashido and Asui seemed to click and pulled off an expert display of teamwork, moving off of each other as they sped down the corridor of the building, right towards Uraraka and Aoyama, who were guarding the door to their base.

Ashido used her acid to glide swiftly across the floor, moving as if she were an olympic speed-skater, perfectly in sync with Asui, who was using her frog-like abilities to leap from wall to wall. Their quick movements allowed them to dodge Aoyama's laser shots and Uraraka's debris projectiles with ease, and the steadily began pushing their opponents back.

"Aoyama-kun, we can't keep this up much longer! I'm about to reach my limit!" Uraraka could feel herself losing her bearings as her quirk caused her more and more nausea as time went on.

"Fear not, mademoiselle! I will win this skirmish on my own, using my fabulous quirk and stylish charm!" He threw his hands behind his head and thrust his hips forward, "Naval Laser!" A bright beam shot out of Aoyama's belt buckle, narrowly missing Ashido as she ducked under it, almost falling down.

Luckily, Asui managed to catch her with her tongue and throw her back on course, "Thanks!" The acid-user shot her teammate a thumbs-up before turning to her opponent with a smirk, "Good try, Aoyama! But you gotta do better than that!"

Aoyama threw his head back in amusement, "Ha, I would not speak so hastily, ma cherie! My quirk is too amazing to be—Hrggghhhh!" The blonde boy suddenly lurched over, gripping his stomach.

"Aoyama-kun, are you okay?!" Uraraka's head shot over to her teammate, who's stomach began making noises akin to a box of rusty nails inside a wood chipper. This moment of distraction was enough for the hero team to quickly jump onto the offensive. Tsuyu leapt off of the wall and spun in the air, whipping Ochako hard in her side with her long tongue. Ashido used the momentum from her sliding and leaped in the air, tackling Aoyama to the ground and capturing him.

After that, extracting the hostage was fairly simple, resulting in yet another win for the hero teams.

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After that match's debriefing, it was time for the final bout of the day. It was clear that Bakugo was impatiently waiting for his turn to fight, and he practically dragged Sero by the neck out the door as soon as All Might allowed them to go prep.

As soon as they made it to the base of the building, Bakugo released poor Sero and scowled as he eyed the outside of the structure from top to bottom.

"Hey, weird teeth! Get off your ass, we're going up!" Bakugo didn't even turn around when he spoke, opting instead to look over his costume to make sure that all of his gear was in good shape for immediate use.

Sero stared up at the building, "Like, from the top? Why would we do that?"

"Why the fuck would anyone put their hostage anywhere but the furthest point from the ground floor? That's the problem with this dumb exercise, everyone keeps doing the same shit, and no one on the defending team thinks to try anything else. Glasses and short stack aren't gonna be any different, either. Your quirk can get your ass up there, so can mine. Why would we waste time going up from the inside if we can go right to the top and come down on their heads?"

Taking a few moments to take the explanation in, the lanky teen formed a smile, "Alright, I like this plan! You know, you're actually smart for such a rage-aholic psycho." Katsuki growled at the barb, causing Sero to step back nervously and throw his hands up in submission, "I-In a good way!"

The PA sounded off at that moment, alerting both teams that the match had a moment to compose himself, Katsuki clenched his jaw and breathed out slowly, "Just shut the fuck up and don't get in my way. You better not fucking get caught either, shitface."

Bakugo crouched down, before aiming his palms towards the ground and propelling himself up the side of the building. He landed firmly on the roof and slowly walked towards the door into the building as Sero lagged behind, using his tape to pull himself up.

"Jeez, you couldn't wait a second for me, Bakugo? It's not like you're gonna do this whole battle thing by yourself, is it?" The pointed look that Sero received from his partner caused him to sigh in exasperation.

"I don't give a shit what the fuck you wanna do, just stay outta my way, Soy Sauce Face! Now shut up and listen.."

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"Mineta-kun! Compose yourself! We must be on alert at all times for the moment that Bakugo-kun and Sero-kun decide to strike!" Iida did his best to try and get his partner to focus on the task at hand, but it seemed like the diminutive teen was much more interested in keeping his eyes on Midnight. "While I admire your dedication to making sure that the hostage does not leave your sight, I do not believe you need to be staring so intently, Mineta-kun! Also, you seem to be drooling a bit!"

Mineta slurped his slobber up and rubbed his chin with his forearm, "Hey, we're supposed to be villains, right? So we should act like it and do things that villains would do, right?"

"Hmm," Iida tapped a finger on the metallic chin of his helmet "You raise a strong argument, there. If we were to fully put ourselves into the frame of mind that a nefarious villain would have, it may allow us to absorb the key points of this lesson as much as possible! What did you have in mind for us to do?"

Mineta rubbed his hands together and giggled darkly, "Obviously, we are going to do the most evil and socially forbidden thing that anyone could ever think of!" He reached into his suit and pulled out his cellphone, "We are gonna illegally stream videos!"

"Oho! That is some very evil thinking, Mineta-kun!" Iida dashed over to his partner so that both of them could see the screen. "Nothing is more wicked than to undermine the genuine hard work of a content creator by eliminating the validity of their professionalism in consuming their product for free!"

"Exactly! And my cousin sent me just the video we can enjoy for free! Apparently, Americans have this thing called 'Girls Gone Wild' and we are gonna enjoy it in all its glo—AHH" The pint-sized pervert and tall tin-man were suddenly launched backwards onto their backs by an explosion that had put a car sized hole in the wall. As the dust and smoke from the blast settled, Bakugo stood before them, an animalistic grin on his face.

"Knock knock, fuckers!" He wasted no time in pouncing forward at the disoriented pair, but Iida managed to recover in time to grab Mineta and speed out of harm's way. Bakugo followed their path out of the corner of his eye and shot himself forward to intercept them. "Die!"

*BOOM*

While Katsuki terrorized the villain team, Sero stealthily came into the room and edged his way towards Midnight. Once he saw that the coast was clear, he grabbed her and made for the exit.

"Ah, the good old distract and grab. Not a bad idea." The woman commented as she watched the series of explosions throughout the room from over Sero's shoulder. As he scaled down the building, the screaming he heard (surely Mineta) made the tape-user shudder slightly.

"I guess it's a good thing he was my partner."

"HURRY UP AND TAKE MIDNIGHT TO THE EXIT BOUNDARY, SHIT BAG!"

"Or...Maybe not…"

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Almost everyone in the class was relieved to finally be finished for the day, and after All MIght's lecture at the end of the lesson, many savoured the hot showers afterwards to soothe their tired bodies.

"Now that was a class! I can't wait to do more hands-on stuff!" Ashido buttoned the top of her uniform up and plopped down on the locker room bench with a sigh, "It was way more exciting than sitting in class in learning boring junk!"

Asui wrung the water out of her hair as she sat down next to her, "I think you just don't like classes that require books, Ashido-chan." The pink-skinned girl couldn't help but get bashful at that comment, chuckling lightly.

"Yeah, but it was definitely fun." Jiro added.

Slapping her on the back playfully, Ochako couldn't help but laugh, "You're just saying that cause you and Deku-kun totally kicked butt!"

"I guess you got me there," She replied with a light smile, "Sorry again about that, Yaoyorozu."

The ponytailed girl waved her off, "No need to feel sorry, Jiro-san. You were doing what was expected of you in the exercise. Besides, despite being defeated like we were, I found it to be enjoyable."

"Ne ne, we're all gonna be classmates, why don't we all call each other by our first names! What do you say, girls?" Hagakure excitedly suggested.

No one else in the room could find any reason to object, and so all 6 girls of 1-A officially began their first-name-basis friendship.

"Okay, now that we are all besties for life, we need to talk about something very important. I'm talking life-or-death!" The floating set of clothes gained the full attention of all the other girls, "We need to discuss...BOYS!"

"That's life-or-death? You really need to check your priorities, dude." Jiro said with a sweatdrop.

"Of course! Gossip is the overarching goal of anyone's daily life, and if it's gossip about romance and love, it's even more important!" Mina leaped to her feet and stood next to Toru in solidarity, "We gotta gossip about boys to our hearts' content! First thing's first...Who do you guys think is the cutest boy in class?"

"Todoroki-chan is pretty cute, kero. He reminds of those erasers that are two colours."

"Oh totally, girl. Or maybe one of those soft-serve ice creams. He could give me brain freeze any day."

"I don't really think about that kind of stuff with boys, kero. But I can understand why you could think that, Toru-chan."

"Midoriya and Kirishima are good looking. I bet Kirishima spends more time on his hair in the morning than we do combined, though. That might drive any girl crazy if they were outmatched like that."

"I knew Kiri since middle school. I can definitely confirm that that is true. But I like his spiky hair, cause it makes us Horn Buddies!"

Several ooh's made Mina shake her head in amusement, "But we're just friends, you guys."

"Hm, yeah...What about Kaminari-kun and Bakugo-kun? They're both good looking, too. Although, Bakugo-kun would probably get mad if anyone complimented him about anything!"

"You all raise good arguments, girls. There are definitely plenty of cutie pies to choose from in the class, how can we decide on just one? And did you see some of those costumes?" Toru squealed while waving her arms back in forth in front of her.

"Why in the world are we talking about this, everyone?" The girls turned to Momo, who had just finished getting dressed and shot them all an annoyed look. "We should make the most of our time to rest and prepare for class tomorrow. Heaven only knows what will be in store for us..."

Getting a series of groans from her classmates, Momo failed to notice the floating UA uniform coming up behind her.

"Jeez, don't be such a party pooper, Momo-chan! How about we talk about something a little more spicy than just who we think is cute in class? Midoriya is one lucky guy isn't he? Getting to see you in all your glory?" She teased as she grabbed Momo's ample chest.

Momo went beet red and abruptly pushed herself off of the invisible girl, "Toru-san, please! Can we not bring that up, it was very embarrassing for me!" She covered her burning face as the other girls giggled at her.

"Deku-kun definitely wouldn't try anything perverted, so you don't have to worry about that. He has a girl he likes already anyways…" Ochako blinked and suddenly found herself cornered by Mina and Toru, who were staring expectantly at her.

"He does?!"

"Tell us everything!"

"Spare no detail!"

"Spill the tea!"

Ochako began sweating nervously as the two hyperactive girls began hounding her for information. She looked to the other three for a source of salvation, but the looks of intrigue on their faces told Ochako that she was on her own. "Alright, alright! I'll tell!"

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"ACHOO!"

"Whoa, you alright there, Midoriya?" Ojiro handed the sniffling greenette a tissue so he could wipe his nose.

After blowing his airways clear, he thanked his classmate and tossed the tissue in the trash, "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Maybe someone's talking about you." Most of the boys merely shrugged at Sero and went back to getting changed, "What, you guys have never heard that superstition before?"

Several of the less socially active boys had already gone back to the dorms after changing out of their hero costumes, which left Midoriya, Kaminari, Sero, Ojiro, and reluctantly, Bakugo behind in the change rooms.

"Deku, can you hurry the fuck up so we can go?! I'm tired of waiting for your slow ass!"

"Why do you have to wait for him? If you're in such a hurry, why don't you just go back by yourself?"

"Who asked you, Sparky?!" Bakugo snapped at the blonde. He grumpily slung his bag over his shoulder and pulled Ojiro by the tail behind him as he made for the door, "Whatever. Come on, Monkey Boy. Don't sit on your ass forever, Deku. It's already 5."

Ojiro sweatdropped as his roommate dragged him out of the change room, waving to the remaining boys. After the pair left, Kaminari turned to Midoriya with a skeptical glance, "I don't know how you can be such good friends with that guy, Midoriya."

"Yeah, the fact that you haven't run for the hills like your life depended on it yet is pretty damn surprising." Sero added.

Izuku let out a light chuckle, slightly confusing the other two boys, "Everyone always says that, believe it or not. Kacchan cares. He has his own way of showing it, but he's always been there for me since we were kids. So I've learned to put up with him just like he puts up with me. And you may think I'm lying, but Kacchan was a lot worse when we were younger. He's calmed down quite a bit."

Sero and Kaminari shared a disbelieved look, both somehow trying to manage a Katsuki that was more menacing and angry than the one they had just become acquainted with. They shuddered at the image in their minds.

"He takes some time to understand, trust me. It doesn't shock me at all that you guys aren't too warmed up to him yet. He was even thoughtful enough to remind me that it was 5 so I could call—" Izuku clamped his lips shut as he had caught himself just in time before spilling out some very personal information in mere casual conversation. His suddenly odd behaviour caused some raised eyebrows from his classmates, making him internally curse for his slip up.

"Call? Oh, so you planned to call someone later today?" Sero asked. Kaminari, being the person that he was, immediately jumped to the conclusion that Izuku was calling a very special person and slid up to him in his seat with a smirk on his face.

"Oh, don't tell me Midoriya, you need to call your girlfriend? You and Uraraka may not be together, but are you holding out on us about another special lady in your life?" He wrapped an arm around Izuku's shoulder and cupped his own chin confidently, "Kaminari-niisan will teach you all about love, don't worry."

Getting redder by the second, Izuku shook his head and made some distance between himself and the blonde, "No no no no no, you're getting the wrong idea, Kaminari-kun! I meant to say that I'm calling…" His mind kicked into overdrive trying to come up with a good alternative answer,"Uh...Uhh...My mom! Yeah, that's it! I promised my mom I would call her and tell her how things were going!" Izuku began sweating as he waited to see if he would be believed, and as soon as they nodded that his words made sense, he grabbed his things and dashed out of the room, a faint trace of sparks left in his wake. "Okaybyeguysseeyoulater!"

After seeing Izuku disappear, Kaminari turned to Sero, "You're thinking what I'm thinking, right?"

"Totally, he's not fooling anybody," He nodded in agreement.

"Midoriya is totally a mama's boy."

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Panting as he successfully made his escape, Izuku leaned against the door of his bedroom in relief, "That was close!" Putting his bag down, he instinctively turned around and threw his arms out in time for Nozomi to leap onto him, licking his face gleefully, "You thought you could sneak up on me, girl? Nice try!" Just then, Izuku's phone rang, the familiar light ringtone notifying him who was on the other line trying to video call with him. Shooeing Nozomi away until she reluctantly made herself comfy on the edge of his bed, Izuku grabbed his earphones and went out onto the balcony.

"Hello?"

{"Izuku! Hiya! How's it going? You have a good day?"}

Izuku couldn't help but smile when he saw Tatami appear on the small screen of his cellphone, sitting comfortably in bed in a set of teal pajamas with her ash-blonde hair let down and framing her delicate face perfectly. "I'm doing okay. Classes have been pretty eventful already…"

After explaining all of the exciting things that had taken place in such a short time at UA, Izuku could feel himself grinning from ear to ear at how attentive and interested that Tatami was in hearing about how things were going. "What about you? How have things been going at Ketsubutsu?"

Tatami's eyes lit up, {"I'm having a lot of fun! Since we're in second year now, we get to learn a lot more complex stuff than last year. And I've been working on a ton of new stuff with my quirk that even you would be amazed by!"}

"I can't wait then. We should spar the next time we get to see each other."

Tatami giggled cutely, but suddenly grew slightly flustered, and her head began slowly sinking into her body, a cue that Izuku came to know as when she was getting nervous, {"Haha, yeah...I really can't wait to see you again. But I'm not sure when I'll be able to with how busy things are gonna be…"}

"Yeah...I don't know when I'd get time off at all with how hectic UA gets right off the bat. Maybe during summer break...Hopefully…" It hurt Izuku that he couldn't see Tatami and the expression she wore told him that she felt the same. It was a bittersweet situation for the green-headed teen, who was still coming to terms with his own feelings, but he was at least glad that she enjoyed talking to and being around him.

{"Yeah...We'll figure something out, okay? Nothing's gonna keep me away from you forever, got that?"} She gave him a reassuring smile that fully quelled his frown and he smiled back at her widely.

"Yeah…" It was if something clicked in Izuku's heart at that moment, and he felt himself getting warm from top to bottom. Whether it was her heartfelt words, the fact that he missed her so much, or a combination of a myriad of factors, Izuku's mind was made up. 'I definitely have to confess the next time we meet...Who knows when we will get to see each other…'

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Before Izuku even realized, the pavillion and surrounding area that was visible from his balcony were being solely illuminated by the numerous streetlights that had come on after the sun had made its exit for the day.

"It's already so late...I didn't even notice that we were talking for like 3 hours!" a deep rumble from Izuku's stomach caught his attention, pulling a groan out his throat. "Man, I totally forgot about dinner!" Sliding the glass door open, he went inside and swiftly laid out a bowl of food and water for Nozomi, "I'm sorry, girl. You must have been starved." Leaving his dog to her dinner, Izuku left his room for the kitchen, intent on getting some food himself.

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It was an odd sensation for Izuku to be down in the common area by himself, as the only other times he'd been in it, the rest of his classmates were all out and about doing various things. To be fair, he didn't know what else to expect at almost 10 PM on a school night, but the eerie quietness still made him slightly antsy.

Mulling over his options, Izuku leaned his arms on the open french doors of the fridge, trying to grasp a taste that he was craving at the moment. "Man, this is hard…" He then noticed a bento box sitting in the back of the fridge with a large post-it note attached to the top of the lid. "Let's see…" He grabbed the box off of the shelf and perused over the note, which was written in bold red letters.

DIPSHIT NERD

You took your damn sweet ass time talking to your girlfriend and forgot to eat again like a fucking idiot. Round face wanted to make some food for you, but her cooking was shit so I had to fix it so it was actually edible. Eat the fucking food if you know what's good for you

Izuku couldn't help but chuckle at Katsuki's antics, and gratefully grabbed a pair of chopsticks and a glass of milk to go with his dinner. Opening the lid, Izuku's eyes sparkled when he immediately recognized a version of Mitsuki-san's famous chicken fried rice, a meal that he and Katsuki had eaten countless times growing up. Licking his lips, Izuku swiftly threw the portion into the microwave and impatiently waited to dig into his food.

About halfway through his plate of mouth watering fried rice, the elevator chimed, shifting Izuku's attention over to that direction, curious as to who else would be down in the common area at this time.

The door opened to reveal Ochako and Momo, both in pajama bottoms and tank tops as their slippered feet shuffled towards him. Noticing the messy-haired teen, Ochako perked up and gave him a wave, "Oh, hey Deku-kun! I see you found the rice that Bakugo-kun made for you! I wanted to make some dinner for you, but he kept saying I would mess it up and just made food by himself, hehe."

Swallowing his umpteenth mouthful, Izuku waved her off, "Don't worry about Kacchan. I appreciate that you thought about me, regardless."

"What are you doing eating dinner so late, Midoriya-san? Eating at this hour is not the healthiest way to live, you know. You need more time to digest a meal before you sleep. A routine like this will surely interfere with your overall functionality during the day." Momo chided.

"Oh, I had some things to take care of and I just sorta lost track of time. This isn't a habit I want to keep up, believe me."

Nodding in approval, Momo walked by him towards the fridge, "That's good to hear."

"What about you guys? What are you doing?" Izuku pointed his chopsticks back and forth between his two female classmates.

"Ochako-san and I are both still too unaccustomed to our new rooms to be able to sleep properly, so we agreed that a cup of chamomile tea might aid in combating our insomnia."

"I guess I'm just still kinda freaked out by how huge our room is. Even splitting the room with Momo-chan, it's still bigger than any other place I've ever lived in," The brunette bashfully admitted as she sat down next to her best friend.

"Interestingly enough, I have the opposite problem. The room is a tad bit stuffy for me to be used to so quickly. It's about the size of my 3rd closet at home." Momo added, causing the other two teens to sweatdrop at her genuinely innocent and unintentional flaunting of her massive wealth.

"Yeah that's fair. I think if I didn't have Nozomi with me, it would be way harder for me to sleep. Todoroki-kun definitely doesn't help with making me feel comfortable," He grumbled the last bit, shoveling some food in his mouth in the process.

Momo finished pouring the tea for herself and Ochako and took a seat at the kitchen island as well, stirring warm milk into her glass, "Oh, are you and Todoroki-san not getting along very well?"

Izuku scoffed, "That's an understatement. The first thing he said to me was that he isn't interested in being friends and is just here to be the best and beat all of us. Not exactly the friendliest guy in the world."

"That's too bad. It must be quite the challenge to share a living space with a person who has no intentions of forming any sort of amicable relationship with you. I myself am quite fortunate to have a person like Ochako-san as a roommate. We have already gotten along quite well." The two girls smiled at each other as they clinked their cups of tea together.

"Yeah! Momo-chan is great! She totally needs to join our squad!"

The rich girl set her cup back into her saucer and leaned her chin on her hand, "Pleasant things aside, do you have some sort of plan in order to at least find some common ground between yourself and Todoroki-san so that you aren't living in such a hostile environment?"

Izuku sighed and took a long sip from his drink, "I wish it were that easy. I can only do so much, you know. Friendship, respect, amiability...They're all two-way streets. He has to be willing to make an effort just as much as I am for there to be anything like that. It's not the worst thing in the world, because he mostly does his own thing and doesn't interact with me unless he absolutely has to. All I can really do at the moment is wait..." Izuku looked out of the corner of his eye to see Ochako staring intently at him and his plate of food, "Uhhh...Yes?" The brunette said nothing but lowered her head to just above the level of the island surface, inches away from Izuku's rice. After a few moments of silence, Izuku realized what Ochako was thinking, "You want some?"

Ochako lifted her head to meet Izuku's eye level, "Bakugo-kun yelled at me when I tried to taste some before. Can I?" She excitedly asked.

Izuku laughed out loud and scooped some up into his chopsticks, "Don't let Kacchan get to you. Here." He held out his hand and Ochako gratefully ate the helping, hands immediately trembling in satisfaction.

"Mmmm! That's so good!" She exclaimed, "Who knew that spikey rageball could make such good food!" Izuku nodded in agreement and they two had several more mouthfuls before Momo clearing her throat caught their attention.

"Huh? What's up, Yaoyorozu-san? And why are you so red?"

She blushed harder and looked away, "H-How can you two act in such a manner with such reckless abandon! Sharing eating utensils is far too intimate for students to be without crossing the line into inappropriate behaviour!"

Izuku and Ochako looked at each other in confusion before turning back to the onyx-haired girl with tilted heads.

"What's the big deal, I don't get it. You never shared food with your friends as a kid, Momo-chan?"

"No, something like that would have caused my parents to be quite upset. Such things were deemed unbecoming of a young lady."

"That's no fun," Izuku pursed his lips in thought, "Well do you want some? We aren't gonna get mad at you for it." He grabbed some rice and held it out in front of Momo, who gasped and recoiled backwards in embarrassment

"W-W-What?! How can you suggest such a thing, Midoriya-san?!". Izuku's unaffected expression made Momo panic even more, 'How can he be so calm about this?! Does he not understand the severity of what he is suggesting?! Eating off of his chopsticks...That is nothing short of an indirect kiss! I absolutely cannot accept such an offer without the proper steps taken. I am not the type of woman to do such a thing!' Suddenly, Ochako grabbed the chopsticks from Izuku and inched closer to her roommate.

"C'mon, it won't hurt, Momo-chan. It's really tasty! Open up~!".

"Noo~!"

As Ochako chased a frantic Momo around the island with his food, Izuku watched with a mix of amusement and sadness, "I still wanted to finish eating, though…"

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Aizawa Shota was many things.

He was a distinguished pro hero with many years of vigilant work under his belt. He was a reliable educator responsible for siring the next generation of heroes.

Aizawa Shota was also not many things.

He was not a person that enjoyed wasting time, as it was a precious resource that one could never get back, save some sort of time-altering quirk. He did not enjoy very windy days, as it contributed to his dry-eye.

But above all else, Aizawa Shota was NOT a morning person.

It was bad enough that the scruffy pro-hero's internal clock was severely out of whack due to years of night patrols. But if that were not enough, Shota also worked in a field that required attentive involvement from early in the morning. Many people criticized him for his seemingly eternal drowsiness and lackadaisical enthusiasm in everyday life, but his rebuttal to that was...Try being in charge of dozens of angsty hormone filled teens with superpowers and see how cheery and jubilant you would be.

Some mornings were manageable. Ones that contained few to no inconveniences or instances of annoyance.

"Eraser! Good morning! Can I get 'YEAHHH'!"

But alas, with certain individuals, those manageable mornings were very few and far between.

"Must you be so obnoxiously troublesome as soon as the day begins?" Aizawa grumbled, putting the finishing touches on his lesson plan for the day. He sighed and slid back in his chair, slowly rising to his feet. "Did you send that memo to the principal like you were supposed to?"

"Of course! Gimme some more credit than that, Eraser! I may be a hippity cool teacher and not a grouchy old man like you, but I'm not incompetent!"

Glaring skeptically at his long-time colleague, Aizawa internally debated for a moment whether that point was really worth contesting, but quickly gave up in favour of saving himself a headache, shrugging and beginning to walk away "Sure, sure, I'll take your word for it. Here's hoping the students don't give us too much trouble since its their first time going to the USJ." Just as he was leaving the teacher's lounge, Aizawa caught something out of his peripherals that made him groan in irritation. Looking outside the large glass window, Aizawa narrowed his eyes at the gaggle of reporters clamouring outside of the front gate, bothering students as they tried to enter the grounds. "Sigh...Damn press never knows when to quit. Come on, Mic. Let's go deal with the pests."

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Izuku, Ochako, Bakugo, and Momo were making their way from the dorms towards UA Campus for class, the pair of girls walking ahead of the boys. Bakugo stared at the back of Momo's head, arms crossed behind his head, before he turned to Izuku.

"Why the hell is Ponytail here again?"

"C'mon, Kacchan. Be nice. Yaoyorozu-san is Uraraka-san's roommate, and she is her and I's friend. We're all gonna be classmates for a long time anyway, so isn't it a good idea to try and be friends with each other?"

Katsuki rolled his eyes at his green-haried friend, "I ain't gonna be buddy buddy with people just cause we are in the same room. I don't give a fuck about your shitty comradery, Deku. If Ponytail and Mochi face are gonna hang around you, I don't fucking care, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna do shit. As far as I'm concerned, you're the only person I can even tolerate around here, and that's not saying much."

Tilting his head in confusion, Izuku stared at Katsuki, "What about Kendo-san?"

Hearing the orangette's name, Katsuki sputtered and snapped his head away from Izuku so that the look of annoyed embarrassment could not be seen. He hated himself for immediately thinking back to the image of Kendo in her motorcycle suit, skin-tight spandex and all, cursing under his breath and trying to calm his blush, "Fat Hands is annoying…All she does is nag me and complain about fucking everything. Every time she opens her Goddamned mouth it's to say something that pisses me off! I fucking finally got out of my house and away from that old hag to fucking have to deal with another bitchy bitch that doesn't leave me the fuck alone!"

As Katsuki went on and on about Itsuka and how much she annoyed him, Izuku broke into a smile and looked forward, 'I've never heard Kacchan talk about someone so much in one sitting. I'm glad he has other people he thinks of as friends besides me!' The protege of All Might was shaken out of his thoughts when he bumped into Ochako's back, as she and Momo had stopped dead in their tracks a few feet from the front of the school.

All 4 of the students looked on at the mob of reporters and camera crews standing just outside of the threshold into the grounds, and before they knew it, they themselves were being swarmed by members of the press.

"You're UA students, right?"

"Please answer some questions about the school!"

"We are getting the scoop from these kids for sure!"

Somehow, the teens got cornered by the media persons, having nowhere to hide from the plethora of questions. But thankfully, Aizawa and Mic suddenly showed up to save them from the horde.

"Alright, listeners! That's quite enough! We are gonna need you folks to vacate the premises ASAP-aroonie!" Present Mic gave the stunned reporters a thumbs up with one hand and gave them a shoo-shoo motion with the other.

Some of the reporters grew discouraged at the dismissal at the hands of the pro-heroes, but a few greenhorns decided to press their luck and probe further. This was a grave mistake, as Mic tagged in Aizawa to deal with the riff-raff, and the scraggly hobo cosplayer wasted no time in turning his intimidation factor on to full effect, causing the media members to step back in fear of his glaring gaze.

"You people should find some better things to do than to pester high school students who are trying to get to class. You four." He called out to the group of teens. "Hurry along and get to class. The bell is going to ring in a few moments. They all nodded at their sensei and promptly made their way inside. Still standing firmly rooted in the gateway, Aizawa crossed his arms and gave the press one last look of vexation before turning on his heel and making his way into the building himself.

The reporters that had yet to flee all sighed in exasperation at being denied their scoops, grumbling to themselves and each other.

"God, those UA teachers are so stingy! Why can't they just answer a few of our questions, we're doing our jobs just like them!" One female reporter said to her cameraman. "I need some content!" She looked around to see if the coast was clear, "Hey, let's get in there and see what we can get."

A few others noticed her intentions and tried to warn her, but she was already about to cross the boundary into the campus. Just as her first step was about to plant down, a blaring alarm went off and a thick metal door suddenly shot out of the ground, effectively shutting any trespassers out from being able to gain entry.

One of the older reporters shook his head and pulled the young woman back. "I was gonna warn you about that, kid. These hero people are real big on security, for obvious reasons. There's no gettin' in there now. Let's get outta here."

The last few bits of media people began trickling away from the gate one by one, all passing but paying no mind to a hooded individual lurking several feet away with gaze fixated on the now locked-out entrance.

A pair of glowing-red eyes shone through the dark abyss on their shoulders, an unseen malicious grin forming on their face.

"All walls must fall in order for foundations to be built anew. Isn't that what you always told me, Sensei?"

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"Take your seats and quiet down. We have some things to take care of, so don't waste time." Aizawa called out as he slowly strode into the room, his class immediately obeying his instructions to avoid the no-nonsense teacher's wrath. "Now then, first things first...There is one thing that requires immediate attention, and it is extremely important for each and every single one of you moving forward."

At these words, the class grew an air of simultaneous excitement and anxiety. No one had any idea as to what Aizawa was referring to, but from their experiences from him already, they all had a feeling that it would be something crazy.

"Right here. Right now. All of you…" Desks creaked at how hard the students leaned forward in anticipation, "You are going to select a class representative." He was answered immediately with numerous face-plants on desk surfaces.

After the initial shock of such anticlimactic announcement, shouting matches began throughout the room be almost every single student making their case as to why they should be selected as 1-A's class rep.

A vein formed on Aizawa's forehead at the ruckus breaking out in his class, but before he could explode, Iida had luckily gained the attention of everyone else.

"Everyone! This is no way for up-standing students of an acclaimed institution as UA should behave! We will get nowhere with this incessant hollering among each other with no regard for anyone else's arguments!" Iida's robotic gesticulating came dangerously close to the back of Asui's head, but the girl seemed unfazed. "I declare that the only just way to go about this is to have an anonymous vote to determine who is most worthy of the position."

Iida failed to notice the irony of the fact that his other arm was still raised straight in the air from when Aizawa first declared that the class needed a rep.

"But not everyone knows each other that well yet. Wouldn't most people just vote for themselves, kero?"

"That is precisely why we should have a vote. Anyone who gets multiple votes will irrefutably be the most deserving as determined by the rest of our class!" No one seemed to object this proposition, and then turned to their sensei for a final confirmation.

Aizawa merely shrugged and began crawling into his sleeping bag, "I don't care. As long as you're done before homeroom is over."

With that, Class 1-A's Representational Election officially began.

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Iida collected the last of the votes in the official 1-A Ballot Box (Momo's quirk really was the best) and made his way to the podium at the front of the room.

"Alright, now that everyone has casted their votes, I will count the votes and declare a winner." The bespectacled teen emptied the slips of paper onto the podium and the class waited with baited breath to know who would get the most votes.

"Ahem. The votes have been tallied. As of this moment, with 4 votes, our class representative is Midoriya Izuku!"

A small applause broke out for the boy, with him giving out a warm smile and walking up to the front, a firm handshake from Iida waiting for him.

"Congratulations, Midoriya-kun! I hope that you accept the role with pride and represent us well!"

"Thank you, Iida-kun. I'll do my best."

Iida turned back to the class and cleared his throat, "Now, I believe it to stand to reason that for the position of vice-representative, Midoriya-kun should appoint who he wants to work with him."

"I disagree, actually." Izuku spoke up, "I don't want it to seem that I picked any one person out of bias. That's unfair to everyone else." Ignoring the yell of anger from Bakugo that Izuku was a "Pussy that was scared to be a man and pick him", he turned to Iida, "Whoever got the second most votes deserves to be the vice-rep, at least in my opinion."

Pausing to think for a moment, Iida nodded, "That does seem like a fair way to go about it. Majority rules, after all. Well, with that being said, the person who came in second place had 3 votes. Congratulations, Yaoyorozu-kun!"

The girl at the back of the class gasped in surprise, a small blush on her face. As the rest of the class congratulated her, a smile formed on her face as she made her way to the front to join Izuku before their peers.

The greenette smiled at his new vice-rep, "Congrats, Yaoyorozu-san! I'm glad to be working with you, please take care of me!"

Momo bowed in return, "I'm looking forward to it as well. Let us work hard in representing the class."

As if on cue, Aizawa woke up from his nap, still in his sleeping bag chrysalis.

"Now that that is over with, you two will meet with the rep and vice rep of class 1-B after lunch. Homeroom is about to end, so you have free time until then." Just before he went back to his spot in the corner of the room, Aizawa whipped back around to face his class with a stoic frown, "But if I'm woken up, there will be consequences."

The class had never been so silent.

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The group of Izuku, Katuski, Ochako, Momo, and Itsuka sat eating lunch together, all enjoying their own personal meals made by Lunch Rush, UA's incredible gourmet chef.

"Why the fuck didn't you pick me for vice-rep, you fucking nerd?!" Katsuki took the time between shovelling generous spoonfuls of Mapo Tofu into his mouth to chastise Izuku for his decision in homeroom earlier.

"C'mon, Kacchan. You know that wouldn't be fair. Just because I'm the class rep, it doesn't mean I can just do whatever I want."

"That's cause you're a fucking bitch! OW!" Katsuki rubbed his head where Kendo had just smacked him, "You wanna die?!"

Not even slightly fazed by Katsuki yelling right in her face, Kendo crossed her arms, "You had it coming. Stop being such a jerk." Katsuki growled, but said nothing more and went back to his lunch. As the only one not used to it, Momo looked at the orange-haired girl in awe, before leaning over to whisper in Ochako's ear.

"How did she do that?"

"Huh? Oh, Itsuka-chan is the only one besides Deku-kun that can get Bakugo-kun to listen to them. They've been like this since we met at the entrance exams."

Making an "oh" expression, Momo scratched her chin, "It seems as though making friends at the entrance exam is quite the common occurrence."

"Anyway, it's pretty cool that you got voted as rep for your class, Midoriya! We're gonna be working together a lot from now on, then!" Kendo noted with a smile.

"Ohhh, so you're 1-B's class rep, huh? It's nice to see that you're getting along so well with your classmates already, Kendo-san. I look forward to working with you."

The pair of reps shared a smile, then returned to their meals, engaging in whatever small talk the other three members of their table were currently having. A sudden shout of Izuku's name drew everyone's attention towards Iida, who was marching up to them with lunch tray in hand.

"Greetings, my peers! Would it be alright if I shared eating space with you, today?". No one seemed to have a problem with the idea, (Katsuki's outburst about it promptly ignored), so Iida sat down in the empty seat next to Kendo with a nod.

"Y'know, I'm pretty surprised you suggested we vote for class rep, Iida-kun. Didn'tcha want the job just as badly as everyone else?" Ochako wondered aloud.

"While you are correct in saying that I did desire the position, that is irrelevant. The best candidate for the position supersedes selfish wants. That's why I voted for Midoriya-kun. It was clear to me that he was most deserving."

This piece of information surprised everyone, but none more than the moss-headed class rep himself.

"Really? Wow, I don't know what to say, Iida-kun...Thank you very much for your confidence in me. Wait…I wonder who else voted for me then?" Izuku turned to the other members of his table to observe a "nonchalantly" whistling Ochako, an angrily pouting Katsuki, and a bashful looking Momo. "All of you guys?"

Before any of them could reply, a blaring alarm suddenly began pouring out of the PA system. Almost immediately, students began clamouring about, panicking about what in the world was going on.

"What the hell is going on here?!" Kendo's voice was barely audible over the deafening screech of the alarm mixed with the mass hysteria that overtook the cafeteria.

Next to their table, another group of students had just recovered from the shock of the alarm first sounding off and were preparing to leave. "You guys are first years, right?! That alarm means there's an intruder!" He screamed before following his companions before the exit. That was enough of an explanation for Izuku and co. at the moment for them to pull themselves out of shock and make for the nearest exit themselves.

They managed to get out into the hallway, but their success ended there, as they all swiftly got swept up into the sea of bodies that could have well been threatening to burst out of the building's walls.

He had no idea when or how it had happened, but Izuku had found himself bumped and jostled around enough where he had gotten close enough to the window to see out of it to the grounds below. "Aren't those the reporters from this morning?!" Squeezing through bodies, Izuku winced at the elbows and knees being thrown at him from all directions, stumbling around until he bumped into a familiar jet-black ponytail a few inches above his eyeline next to a much shorter brunette bob, the pair trying their best to not get hit by the countless limbs and torsos being thrown around. "Yaoyorozu-san?! Uraraka-san?!"

"Midoriya-san! It's impossible for anyone to get anywhere! What should we do?!"

Grunting in effort, Izuku finally managed to pull himself completely free of the crowd and got him and Momo just enough personal space so that they could stand straight. "I saw what was going on, the press from this morning somehow managed to get onto the school grounds! I need to get everyone's attention somehow!" He racked his brain for an idea as fast as he could before the panicked mosh-pit started back up, 'Come on, think! Think!' Just as the pushing and shoving began once more, The 9th wielder of One For All activated his passed-down quirk just enough so that he was able to jump above the sea of students, allowing him a few seconds of looking around to gauge the situation. "Guess I have no choice…Good thing I remembered to wear my suit under my uniform today." Utilising his natural-born quirk this time, Izuku morphed into the form of a howler monkey, perching himself on the top of the frame of the doorway, his UA uniform left billowing in the air thanks to his swift movements.

"HOO HOO HOO HOO HOO!"

The guttural screeching that emanated from Izuku's monkey throat stopped every single student dead in their tracks. Anyone who thought their ears were safe when the school's intruder alarm finally subsided where rudely awakened, but the oral assault had its intended results in gaining undivided attention.

Not squandering this opportunity, Izuku reverted and stood up on the frame, hands cupped around his mouth as a makeshift megaphone.

"Guys, it's just the press! Take it easy, there's no intruders!"

The crowd took in his words and the chaos died down considerably. Izuku sighed in relief when the mob began to disperse and go back to their business. Leaping back onto the floor, he was shocked when several of his classmates ran up to him, praising him for his handling of the situation.

"Dude, that was so manly, Midoriya! You totally handled that like a champ!" Kirishima threw his arm around Izuku and gave him a toothy grin, "That's our class rep for ya!"

Coming up on his other side, Mina gushed at the greenette about his animal transformation, "Midoriya that monkey form is totally cute! How could you hide such a sick part of your quirk from us?!"

"That actually reminds me, kero." Everyone turned to Asui, who had her tongue slightly hanging out of her mouth and an inquisitive index finger resting on her chin, "When you use your quirk, what happens to your suit, Midoriya-chan?"

The question that the amphibious girl posed had everyone's eyes widen in surprise and they all turned to Izuku with equal wonderment and curiosity.

"Hey, what does happen to your suit? I figured that you wore that suit of yours cause it was made of some kinda special thread or something that wouldn't rip when you transformed...But when you become an animal, you're not wearing anything…" This insight from Uraraka only aided in fuelling the flames under the hot seat that the green-headed dual-quirk user had suddenly found himself on. To be far, it was an entirely reasonable line of questioning to have. Izuku wore his suit when he was in his human form, and whenever he used his animorph quirk and transformed into any animal, he was somehow not wearing his suit until he became human again.

Did his transformation cause some sort of rift in space that somehow managed to suck off his costume any time that he turned into an animal? Was there some sort of spiritual link between Izuku and his suit that allowed him to call on it any time that he wanted, like it was some sort of sentient being? The possibilities were endless, these questions and countless more running rampant throughout Izuku's classmates as they stood on edge for any semblance of an explanation for this enigmatic phenomenon from the man himself.

Izuku sighed deeply to himself, "Alright, I guess there's no avoiding it. I know, it's a really weird phenomenon. One second my suit is there, I use animorph—Poof! It's gone. I turn back—Poof! It's there again. Well, the truth is…" The anticipation among the group was almost palpable. "I don't actually know what happens to my suit." The disappointed face-faulting that followed was definitely palpable. "But I am glad for whatever the hell keeps my suit. I used to always be naked after using my quirk."

Somewhere on the other side of UA's campus, a certain large and muscular blonde let out a sneeze.

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Outside of UA's main building, Nezu, Aizawa, Hound Dog and Ectoplasm stood at the front gate, or what remained of it rather, all with varying expressions of suspicion and disconcertment on their faces.

"I'm sure we all know that no mere news reporters would be capable of something like this. A particularly volatile quirk would have to be possessed to completely destroy the 6 inch thick steel door that once stood here." The principal explained. He paced back and forth with his arms behind his back, "This was either some kind of random act of quirk abuse in public...Or some kind of targeted attack."

"The latter is much more plausible, I'm sure that is clear." Aizawa idly commented, hands dug into his saggy pockets as he kicked at a small pile of dust that once formed part of the school's gate, "Whoever did this certainly succeeded in sending a message, but the question is, what exactly were they trying to tell us?"

"Well said, Eraser. Principal, how shall we proceed from here?" Ectoplasm asked.

Turning to the math teacher with his usual smile, Nezu shook his head, "The only thing we can do. Continue as usual, at least on the surface. This issue is surely something that needs to be investigated, but there is no reason to alarm out students or bring any unwanted attention to it. We proceed with things as planned, and move in stride if any other issues arise. The last thing we want to do is show some sort of weakness that may invite any individuals to our doorstep bringing trouble."