"MISS KESHA! MISS KESHA!"

That was the first thing I heard when I was rudely awakened. I groaned groggily at the obnoxious voice and rolled over onto my side to face away from the culprit.

"Oh my fucking god, she fuckin dead"

I twisted my head around and glared at my unwanted alarm clock. "Fuck of Hyoga"

"Ohh ok watch out everyone, we gotta bad ass over here" He mocked as he wore on a faked intimidated expression on his stupid face. He suddenly grabbed me and literally dragged me off my bed as I emitted a sound that replicated a dying whale.

"Common get up"

I begrudgingly agreed and hauled myself up and dragged myself to my closet to retrieve my uniform. Once I shooed Hyoga out of my room, I got changed and then went on ahead to sort out my hair and hygiene.

After that we scoffed down our breakfast and left. Our morning routine was practically beaten into us.

Mr Yamamoto once again drove us to school and when we arrived there, we were surprised to see a large mob of reporters and paparazzi crowding the front gate. Of course none of them could get in as they didn't have the ID passes that the students and faculty members had.

"Holy shit" I whispered out as I leaned closer to the window to get a better view.

I saw a few of my classmates get stopped and interviewed by the media. I inwardly groaned as I realised that I may go through the same thing. I was starting to wish I had hagakure's quirk now.

"Hey! stop using your quirk!" Hyoga sudden yelled out urgently as he hugged himself and shivered from the sudden decrease in temperature.

I flinched as I realised that I was subconsciously activated my quirk. I immediately let the winds dissipate and the thin layer of snow and ice melted, making the seats wet.

We both heard Mr yamamoto let out a tired sigh at the mess and we took that signal as a que to leave the car.

"Sorry!" I called out as I was pushed out of the open door by Hyoga.

Mr Yamamoto didn't waste a second after we got out and accelerated the car and left us in the dust... Literally.

We both stared blankly in the direction that the car took. Deadpanning at out chauffeur's actions. I shrugged it off and tugged on Hyoga's uniform and we both made our way over to the entrance.

The both of us tried to stealthily sneak past the reporters who were desperately shoving their equipment into some poor kids face, trying to get an answer from them.

"What is All Might like as a teacher? We'll he be balancing both his hero work and teacher work? Please tell us!"

I huffed out in amusement at the desperation of their tones. The student being held at mic-point backed away from the reporter and as theyvwere doing so, they gave them a vague answer before rushing onto campus grounds.

The women in front groaned in annoyance, but then she looked and us and her eyes flashed with determination as she stumbled over to us in a frenzy.

I felt my stomach drop as the crowd directed their attentions and cameras at us. 'Fucking shit'

"Please! Tell us if All Might Is a Good Teacher or not! My viewers all want an answer!"

'Your throwing away your humility just to please your viewers? that's just sad' I thought to myself as I took a page out from that other kids actions and began to back off awkwardly from the reporter lady with dishevelled hair.

"Ummm-er well... He's very supportive and encourages us to our best. He basically acts like one of them overly supportive father figure's" I spoke out as Hyoga and I began to shuffle to the gates.

"Uh-huh, tell us more! You mentioned that he's a fatherly figure! Can you give us more intel?"

'Aww shit, of course they'll misinterpret what I say.'

"Don't give them anything more, they'll just keep comeback for more" Hyoga whispered down to me as we clung onto each other more, due to the constricted space.

"And sir, what about you? How was your experience with All-"

"Awww hey would you look at the time! It almost registration! As much as we want to answer your desperate and sad question, we don't want to be late for morning registration now do we?" Hyoga cuts of the reporters in a sarcastic and faked urgent tone as he dragged me by the wrist and into the school

His actions were very unappreciated by the press but he ignored them and lead me straight into the main school building. We walked past the shoe lockers and we the both went our separate ways to go to our home room.

Once I had arrived, the students present were discussing their experiences with the mob of reporters outside.

"It's kinda overwhelming! I wonder how All Might gets anything done with them around!"

I heard Kaminari's voice say as I walked through the door. Most of the class was already here and they were already seated in their seats.

"Oh Fubuki hey!"

I turned to the person who greeted me and have them a light smile.

"Morning Kirishima"

"Man, did you see the size of the crowd outside its crazy?"

"Oof, yeah. Both my brother and I got stopped and interviewed... not gonna lie, there questions were kinda repetitive and boring. I mean they're practically indirectly drooling over All Might"

The people who listen to my mini rant agree and began to add in their own views. I ignored the background noise and sat down on my seat at the back.

I went on my phone to check on the daily news, but all I got were a bunch of articles about All Might at UA. I rolled my eyes as I scrolled past a dozen of these poorly researched articles.

I had enough and shoved my phone back into my blazer pocket.

A few minutes had past and now the while class was present while Mr Aizawa stood in front of the class. He said that he went over the hero training videos from yesterday class.

I pursed my lips as I remembered my match with a certain ice wielding boy from yesterday.

"Decent work on combat training your guys. I saw the video feeds and went over each of your team's results." Mr Aizawa droned out as he set down a stack of neatly stacked papers on his desk.

"Bakugou." Our teacher called out. The student in question grunted in annoyance as the whole class diverted their attention onto him. "Your talented, so don't go acting like a child shen it comes to battles, and don't sulk over your loss okay?"

"Yeah, whatever" Was Bakugou's reply as he looked away from Mr Aizawa.

"Midoriya" This time, the boy whi was mentioned immediately stiffened as his name was called out. "I see the only way you won the match was messing up your arm again. Work harder and don't give the excuse that you don't have control over your quirk. That line is already getting old. "

The green haired boy flinched as Mr Aizawa pointed out the faults of his quirk and his technique.

"You can't keep breaking your body while training here. But your quirk will be really useful if yiu can get a handle on it"

Midoriya suddenly brightened up as he heard those words. "So show a little urgency huh?"

"And Fubuki and Todoroki, don't think I have forgotten about you two."

I inwardly groaned as I heared my name get lumped together with Todoroki's. 'Just my luck'

"Both of you show great potential, but I have to get to the point. Todoroki don't let your opponents provoke you in anyway as that could be your greatest downfall. This also applies to you Fubuki, don't provoke your opponent while your in a vulnerable or trapped state, you wouldn't know what could happen next. Apart from that, the both of you did a pretty decent job during the match."

I let out a light sigh of relief. The review wasn't that harsh. I looked at Mr Aizawa and nodded in acknowledgment.

Mr Aizawa settled down the two sheets of paper in his hand and turned his tired gaze onto at the entire

"Let's get down to business. Our first task would decide your future" He began in a monotone voice, which built up tension among us.

'Hope it isn't another quirk test' I thought as we watched Mr Aizawa with urgent eyes.

"You all need to pick a class representative" The tense atmosphere around us instantly shattered as we all let out our held breaths at our teachers words.

'Thank fuck, normal school stuff'

"Pick me guys! I wanna be class rep!" Kirishima's voice suddenly cut through the silence as he raised his hands to volunteer for the roll.

"I'll take it!" Kaminari joined in excitedly as he also raised his hand.

"You're gonna need me." Jirou cuts in as I saw the back of her head turn slightly towards Kaminari.

Aoyama joined in as well and offered his sparkling and stylish service to the class, only for Ashido to cut him off and join in the fray of volunteering students as well.

I stayed silent in my desk. I didn't want to run for the roll as I didn't feel like I was going to be particularly good for that job. I knew people wanted to become a class rep, as it gives them a better opportunity to be scouted by agencies. This is because it proves that they can lead a group of people. I watched in slight amusement at the ruckus in front of me.

"Let me do it! I'm your only choice!" I heard Bukugou's exclamation over the already present noise.

I watched the explosive blond as I made a silent joke about North Korea in my head.

"Silence! Everyone please!" My head turns to the all too familiar authoritative voice that suddenly cut through the chaos. I wasn't surprised to see Iida who was now standing up to speak to the whole class.

"The class representative's duty is to lead others. That's not something just anybody can do. you must first have the trust of every student in the classroom. Therefore, the most logical way to fill this position is democratically. We will hold an election to choose our leader!"

I was unsure with Iida's idea, but I didn't say anything.

"Is this really the best idea?" Kaminari popped up, gis tone showed us he was also quite unsure of the idea.

"We've only known each other for a few days, how do we know who we can trust" I heard the frog-like girl add in as well.

"Besides, everyone will just vote for themselves." Kirishima joins in as well.

I decided to make my point as well" I mean democracy only gets us so far in this case. Like Asui-"

"Call me Tsu."

Like Tsu said, we've only known each other for days so we don't know who to trust. And even if you do get selected, just because you got voted for the roll doesn't necessarily mean your actually gonna do a good job. But eh, I'm not running so you guys discuss it or something" I shrugged after my imput.

The class looked at me if I had grown a third head. Iida turned to me and pushed his glasses up, causing them to reflect the ceiling light.

"Yes, Fubuki's judgment is correct! I know that most people will do so. But, that means whoever does receive multiple votes must truly be the must suitable person fir the job. It's the best way, right Sir?"

Iida asked Mr Aizawa, who I had just now realised, had stayed silent all this time and was now getting into a bright yellow sleeping bag.

"Do what you want, just decide before my nap's over"

I snickered lightly as our teachers actions 'Mood'.

"Thank you for your trust" Iida says as be was now facing Mr Aizawa while bowing at the lethargic man. Iida then went on ahead to collect the votes of all the people around the room.

I hummed and thought about who I was going to vote. Hmmm they might be the best choice. I jotted down on my slip of paper given to me and Filded it up and placed it into the counting box thing.

Ince all votes were counted and double checked, Iida then took the liberty to write down everyone's name on the board with their vote counts next to them.

I scanned the board with little interest as I read the results. I made it clear earlier I wasn't running, so my name wasn't on there at all. I saw that the top of the list had Midoriya's name in it and he practically freaked out about it.

"HOW DID I GET THREE VOTES?"

"OKAY YOU IDIOTS! WHO VOTED FOR HIM?!" Bakugou roared out in an angry disbelief. I raised an eyebrow at him. 'He seemes to always hold a grudge when it comes around to Midoriya...'

"Did you honestly think that anyone was gonna vote for you?" Sero sudden pipped up as he side glanced Bakugou in amusement.

The explosive blond of course reacted badly towards the tape dispensers statement.

I saw Iida tense up in front of me. Huh, I guess my vote for him didn't secure his place. Not gonna lie, I was rather surprised to see only my vote counted for Iida. I was half expecting him to vote for himself like Kirishima had suggested earlier.

After the class had calmed down a bit, Mr Aizawa was woken up (much to his displeasure) by one of the students and he then announced the class rep and deputy.

"Alright, class rep is Midoriya and our deputy is Yaoyorozu."

Midoriya looked like he was about to piss himself any given moment while Yaoyorozu looked the class with a calm and collected demeanour, which was the complete opposite of Midoriya's.

I smiled softly as I thought to myself.

'Midoriya can become real serious and determined when he puts his midn to it... He proved to me that much during yesterday's training... maybe this won't be that bad after all."

There's no point posting an A/N... no body is reading this anyway lmao.

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