Quick Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia or Totally Spies. My Hero Academia is owned by Kohei Horikoshi and Totally Spies is owned by Marathon Media. This is set during season 1 of Totally Spies. And this is a world where there are no quirks.

How do I tell this story?

Well, let's start at the beginning.

My first day of high school.

So the bus arrived at 7:15 AM in my new Beverly Hills neighborhood, Skywalker Boulevard.

I run to the bus with my charcoal backpack, a white button up with a crooked red tie, a grey jacket, black slacks, and my favorite red sports shoes.

I run through the morning dew dampened grass of the new front yard until I enter the bus. Some of the students on board start staring at me. But the bus driver, a middle aged woman chewing bubblegum with a ballcap, tells me, "Got a school ID, kid?"

I pull out my wallet and show her the ID the high school sent me last week, "I-Is it normal to ask for an ID?"

The woman chuckles, "Only for new students, stutters. Anyway, Is-Uku, high school students sit in the back."

I bow as best I can and rush to the back, some of the younger kids snickering, "Is-Uku."

I try not to let them get to me, but I find an empty seat next to a teen like myself.

She was around my height, with waist length blonde hair, a soft featured face, and glasses that highlighted her blue eyes. She had a button up shirt with rolled up sleeves with a red sweater vest.

She smiles at me, "Good morning, new student."

I blush slightly, "H-H-Hi, o-ohayo. I-I-I m-mean, g-good morning!"

She looks me over, "Oh, you're from Japan aren't you? Are you in a foreign exchange program?"

I shake my head in a flurry, "No-no-no-no! My father got a serious promotion and moved the family here!"

The girl giggles, "Alright, you seem a ball of anxiety so I won't pester you anymore."

I nod my head to her, thanking her, yet feeling a bit embarrassed.

After a few minutes the bus arrives at Beverly Hills High School. Hundreds, maybe even thousands, of students began pouring into the school. The girl stopped me, "Quick heads up, if you're new, you gotta head to the Principal's office to get your class schedule and locker number."

I bow to her, "T-Thank you so much, miss-"

"Melissa Shield. No miss, please."

I blush at that and walk away in a hurry, thinking to myself, "Italkedtoagirl-Italkedtoagirl-Italkedtoagirl!"

I walked so fast into the school, I didn't even notice some of my new classmate's comments.

"Who's the new guy?"

"Is that a freshman or a tall middle schooler?"

"How's his hair kind of green?"

"Is he a foreign exchange student?"

"Ew, where'd he get those ratty clothes?"

I enter the school's main office, where a middle aged black woman with glasses on the edge of her nose is working on a crossword puzzle, she barely looks up, "Can I help you?"

I stutter out, "N-N-New student."

She points with her pencil, "Take a left, find the door with the Principal sign."

I shudder a bit but make my way to the left, where I find a sign that reads V. Jenkins.

I knock on the door, and a voice behind it speaks, "Come in."

I enter awkwardly, finding myself before a respectable and mature woman with blonde hair kept in a modest bun, with glasses, in a business dress and jacket. She looks at me, "Are you Mr. Midoriya, the new student?"

I bow, "Hai. I-I mean, y-yes, Principal Jenkins."

She exhales, "Young man, you can relax. From what I saw of your school records in the Aldera Middle school was quite an achievement at #4 in your class grades. Just keep up the good behavior and you can get through the school year without issue."

She pulls out a file folder, "Inside you'll find your schedule, locker number, combination, and any extra information. I suggest going over it before classes start."

I beam with what I'm imagining a waterfall around my eyes, "Thank you very much, Principal Jenkins."

I walk out the office, reading through the file, "5477, hallway IV."

I start mumbling to myself, not realizing that everything is about to change.

- Confidential file | read at own risk -

The boy leaves the front office, and walks by a trio of girls, they start talking amongst themselves.

"Is that the new kid?"

"Yeah, just look at his discount outfit."

"Well, he sticks out like a thumb, and I think there's a quote about hammers and nails that come to mind."

The boy didn't notice as he just walked down the halls, counting down each hall, "1...2...3…"

He spots the hallway with a four by it, and finds his locker without issue. He reads his schedule, "First class...Chemistry, room…"

Looking around, he sees it right away. He walks in, and finds most of the class is already seated at the lab tables, three seats per table. A few students spot him entering, and look at him in confusion. He finds two seats vacant next to a taller girl, he didn't wish to look too long.

He takes the seat furthest from her. He glances quickly but is a bit awestruck by her beauty.

She is clearly a head taller than him, with slender legs, smooth alabaster skin, a chic blonde bob, and is generously applying pink lipstick to her plump lips. Her outfit is a red dress with a denim jacket that has the sleeves rolled up, and high heel shoes.

When she finishes, she looks over, finding the boy staring, "Ugh, rude much, can I help you?"

The boy jumps back a little, almost knocking his stool off balance, and starts squirming in his seat, moving his hands all over his face and body, "Sorrysorrysorrysorry."

He relaxes, his body stuck with one hand covering the top of his head, and another reaching for his back from under his armpit with a spiral look in his green eyes, "Um, n-n-nice to meet you."

The girl sits up, towering over the boy by a head, and blinks away in confusion with a sparkle in her green eyes, "Um...Nice to meet you too."

She sees how wound up she's making the boy and relaxes, "Sorry for snapping at you. I just didn't like the attention."

The boy relaxes, swiping his hands, "N-No, I understand. I-I'm just having first day jitters."

The girl lights up, "Oh, you're a new student? You couldn't have picked a better school! I'm Clover. Clover Ewing, and you?"

The boy is about to open his mouth when the school bell rings.

A tall and lanky man with a thick moustache enters the room in a casual business suit enters the room, "Good morning class!"

The students sit up, "Good morning, Mr. Clarke!"

Mr. Clarke looks over a clipboard, "Alright, to start class today, first. We have a new student in our class. All the way from Japan, the Mecca of nerds like me, I ask our new student to introduce himself to the class."

The boy hops off the stool, and stands a little over 5'5", with a lot of curly black hair that seems to shine green in the lighting, with large green eyes, four freckles on each of his cheeks, and a round face. He bows, "O-Ohayo, I-I mean, good morning. M-My name is Midoriya Izuku. I-I mean Izuku Midoriya. P-Please be kind to me."

Everyone's reactions are mixed.

Some wonder aloud, "What does that mean?"

Some girls swoon, "Oh, he's like an adorable puppy~!"

"How's his hair green like that? Isn't hairdye against the rules?"

"Where's he from in Japan?"

Mr. Clarke clicks on the speaker of his radio and a jingle plays, "Alright class. That's enough gossipping. Now then, to begin class, let's let our new student hear the motto: Science is neat, but unforgiving."

In unison, each of the students put on a pair of safety goggles, with Izuku eventually following after. Mr. Clarke asks, "Izuku, I have to ask, how much do you know about the Periodic Table?"

Izuku pulls out a composition book out of his backpack written in japanese kanji, and begins reading, "The Periodic Table has 118 elements, with more being added at odd intervals. It is split into 9 families: Alkali Metals, Halogens, Alkaline Earth Metals, Noble Gases, Transition Metals, Actinoids, Rare Earth Elements AKA Lanthanoid, and other Metals and Nonmetals."

He continues reading, but is now speaking Japanese very quickly, and to the rest of the class, he is just mumbling. Everyone stares at him as his mumbling gets louder and louder. Mr. Clarke walks over, "It's okay everyone. I've seen this before."

He puts a hand on his shoulder, "Midoriya?"

Izuku stops mumbling and looks around with some newfound clarity, "Huh, wuh?"

Mr. Clarke asks, "Is everything alright?"

Izuku rubs the back of his head, "H-Hai-Y-Yessir! S-Sorry, sir!"

Mr. Clarke assures, "No worries. If anything, you definitely have a very detailed understanding of the subject."

Izuku beams with a squiggly smile. The class continues, with Clover sitting closer, "Hey, um, are you willing to teach me how you did all that?"

Izuku looks down in embarrassment, "T-The m-mumbling?"

Clover explains, "No. All that stuff you said. You really knew what you were talking about. I'm not all that good with this studying. Could you teach me outside of school?"

Izuku starts to tear up a little, "S-S-Sure."

Clover writes on a piece of paper, with the words written next to a number:

My Number 3

Izuku looks at the heart she drew and the phone number, and all the color drains from him, "I-I-I-I've n-never g-gotten a-a g-girl's n-number b-before."

Class continues on as Izuku works on the assignment. When the bell rings, Izuku walks out with Clover. She tells him, "I have algebra next, what do you have?"

Izuku reads the schedule, "English."

Clover offers her hand, "Well, in that case, I guess this is where we split. Is there anywhere we can meet up after school?"

The emerald haired boy looks at his toes before shaking her hand awkwardly, "I'm gonna be helping my mom unpack after class until my dad gets home from work and he'll help."

The blonde beauty offers, "If you want, I can invite some friends and family to help out?"

The short boy's eyes start to glisten, "T-Thank you!"

The two go their separate ways, with Izuku finding it on the second hallway.

- Confidential File | Read At Your Own Risk -

Second period was over and done with, a bit of a snooze in all honesty. A group of ten students load up into a room where the walls are lined with computer monitors. At a desk in the corner is a woman with platinum blonde hair that reaches her shoulders, wearing a red jacket and black slacks. She's reading a book, the Count of Monte Cristo.

Her classroom starts having students roll in. A couple of them walk by, "Good Morning, Ms. Sage."

She puts a bookmark into the book, "Good morning."

She looks out and sees her former eleven, now twelve students. Ms. Sage starts class, "Alright, to begin, let's introduce the new student, all the way from Musutafu, Japan. Please stand, young man."

Izuku stands up from a seat isolated from the rest of the students, "O-Ohayo, s-sorry, good morning. I'm I-Izuku Midoriya. Please be kind to me."

Izuku sits back down, making some of the students look at him funny. Ms. Sage continues, "Alright, now then, for Young Midoriya, we were going to have teams of two assigned to work on a website. The last two weeks, a website template was made based on a drawing among the students. And so what the six teams will do is make a website using the templates made. They can be an online store, a business website, even a blog. This will be a two week project so don't rush. And I will be the one choosing teams."

She starts listing names, "Brown and Wilson, Jones and Garcia, Thomas and Campbell, Lewis and Hall, Midoriya and Simpson, and Allen and Ramirez. Alright, I'll be moving around, helping out if I can."

One by one everyone moves to sit next to their partner, but Izuku is left not knowing who his partner is. That's when he sees a girl taking a seat next to him, close to Clover's height, with a delicate face, inquisitive green eyes, sunkissed red hair that reaches her waist. She's wearing a green blouse with skintight jeans. She waves lightly, "Hi, I'm Samantha Simpson, but please, call me Sam."

The green boy blushes till he's completely red, "N-N-Nice to meet you, S-Sam-Chan."

She decides to speak up, "So...I'll admit that I've only got a couple ideas for a website, but I was wondering if you had any ideas just to be safe."

The shorter boy admits, "I-I don't have a whole lot of ideas to implement, so I'll trust your judgment."

Sam pulls out a spiral notebook and together they start going over some ideas.

- Confidential File | Read At Your Own Risk -

Fourth period was gym class for quite a good few of the students. Among them is Izuku, who is undoing his jacket to get ready for the class. Class begins with a tall and burly man walking in front of the students, "Alright class, to start, we've got a new student. Introduce yourself, son."

Izuku walks forward, "Izuku Midoriya, please be kind to me."

The coach continues, "Next, we'll be heading out to the tennis court, so change into some track shorts pronto!"

The students split up between the boys and girls. Izuku finds the men's locker room has a pungent smell to it, like someone sweated through a whole week's clothes and it was never washed. Nevertheless, Izuku ignored the smell and changed into some knit shorts and a plain white tee save for two words across the chest: ALL MIGHT.

He steps out to hear some girl gush out, "Oooh, new guy is ripped~!"

The boys are gobsmacked, "Dang, what's his routine? Girls would come flying atcha."

The coach tells them, "Alright, class, you're going to be doing dodgeball today, we'll split into teams led by, Casoy and McDonald."

A boy and girl stepped forward, and the coach continued, "Ladies get first pick, Casoy," The girl was Clover and Alex's height with caramel skin, a bob of ebony hair, with freckles surrounding her amber brown eyes. She had on knit short shorts, sandals, and a striped tank top. She says, "I'll take Izuku."

Izuku walks over to stand behind her, she turns and offers her hand, "Hi, I'm Alex, nice to meet you."

The green eyed boy takes her hand and shakes it rather quickly, rubbing the back of his neck with his other hand in a fast motion, while nervously chuckling, "Midoriya Izuku, I-I mean Izuku Midoriya, n-nice to meet you."

The two team captains proceed to pick out the teams, and it results in a fight of ten against ten. The coach blows a whistle, and the game begins with each team getting half the dodge balls. Izuku didn't have one, though. Someone tries to throw the first ball at Izuku, but he catches it instantly. The other student is out of the game.

A student tells him, "Great job, new guy!"

The students continue to throw and catch dodgeballs for a few minutes. Then suddenly, it's seven of the other team versus Izuku and Alex. One of the other players shouted, "Get the new kid!"

Three of the students try to throw their dodgeballs all at once, but Izuku rolls out of the way. Alex picks up one of the thrown balls and tries to throw back, but she only gets one of them out, before they start aiming at her. Izuku picks up another ball and uses it to defend her, bouncing the balls off his own, and tells her, "I block, you shoot!"

Alex nods, and the remaining players try to fight back, but their throws are blocked, and one by one, Alex was able to take out the whole team. The coach blows on a whistle, "And the winner is Team Casoy. Team McDonald, don't be down about this, you did a good job."

- Confidential File | Read At Your Own Risk -

Lunch has begun, and out on the patio Clover, Sam, and Alex are eating lunch together. Alex asks, "Hey did y'all meet the new student?"

Sam responds, "Izuku? Yeah, he's really quiet."

Clover looks over, "Quiet? Not so much when he was in my class."

The two look at her, "Not trying to be rude much, but when the teacher asked him a question he mumbled in Japanese until the teach snapped him out of it."

Alex adds in, "But when we had dodgeball, he was like some sort of superhero, stopped stuttering and managed to rally the team."

Sam has a sneaky smile, "Doesn't sound like any nerds I know of, eh, Clover."

Clover shrugs, "Don't know about the mumbling, but I dunno about him. But one good point is he didn't try to ask me out instantly like Arnold did. And he did offer to tutor me when I asked."

Alex asks, "Well, why don't we invite him to have lunch with us?"

The three nod, and the ginger states, "Let's go find him."

- Confidential File | Read At Your Own Risk -

Elsewhere in the cafeteria, as students are either in the main cafeteria or out on the patio. Izuku's looking around, trying to figure out where he's going to sit.

"Hi new guy~!"

Izuku turns around and sees a trio of girls towering slightly over him, thinking to himself, 'Why is everyone way taller than me?'

He finds the girls are also quite beautiful, the one on the right in a green dress with short hair that makes him think of Alex, yet with creamy skin and blue eyes. The girl on the left has caramel skin, flowing and curly hair and green eyes, dressed in a maroon spaghetti strap crop top with tight jeans. The one in the middle has a huge smile plastered on her face. She was taller than him, but he could tell that it was because of the heels she's wearing. She has on a white button up blouse and a hot pink skirt. Her eyes are violet, her hair a cascade of black, held up by a light blue scrunchie, with a beauty mark by her left eye. She introduces them, "I'm Mandy, this is Dominique and Caitlin," she motions to the right and then the left, "We'd like to welcome you to Beverly Hills High!"

She has the same somewhat nasally voice that spoke to him so she's the one to speak first. Izuku bows his head, "N-Nice to m-meet you, m-my name is I-Izuku M-Midoriya."

Mandy waves, "Great to meet you, Izuku. Would you like to have a latte with us?"

Izuku nods his head rapidly, "S-S-Sure, sure, sure!"

Dominique and Caitlin wrap their arms around Izuku's, turning him incredibly red, like a tomato. They walk him over to a machine that looks straight out of a sci-fi movie, where Mandy asks, "Do you like extra foam?"

She looks over and sees Izuku is almost catatonic. The girls release him, and he suddenly inhales deeply, "S-S-S-Sorry, I-I-I-I've never been s-so close to a girl before. L-L-Let alone two."

He recovers, and tells them, "I-I don't m-mind the foam."

Mandy admits, "You sure do seem like a lonely guy. It's a shame I've gotta do this."

Izuku realizes what she just said, and suddenly he's blasted back by a massive waterfall of coffee and foam, all the way outside the building and into a tree. He falls flat on his face, and rolls over in a daze. The trio of girls and a couple of onlookers laughed at him. At that moment, a trio of girls inhale, "Ooh, he got the First Day Mandy."

Mandy laughs a hearty, nasally laugh, "Hope you enjoyed the extra foam loser!"

She and most of the students walk away, while Izuku just groans, "Knew it was too good to be true."

"Hey, Izuku!"

He snaps out of his funk to spot Sam, Alex, and Clover standing over him. He sits up, and one of them asks, "Are you okay?"

Alex offered him her hand, and he took it, "Yeah...Just thought things would be different."

Sam asks, "You were bullied before?"

Izuku opens his mouth, but struggles to say the right word, "N...Y...N...Yes, I was. But nothing like that. And besides, it was something I was supposed to take care of."

Clover asks him, "Is that, like, a culture thing?"

Izuku nods, and Alex asks, "Why were you being bullied? You're a cool kid."

Izuku hugs himself, "Because not all men are created equal. I learned that lesson when I was four."

He walks away, leaving the three bewildered.

"All human wisdom is summed up in two words; Wait and Hope." - Alexandre Dumas

Author's Note:

And so I conclude my latest creation!

I bring you some of the best of My Hero Academia with the Totally Spies franchise, and all the zaniness that entails!

I'll be honest, I was unsure if I should make this since Totally Spies ended years ago, but then I remember on Deviantart, people are still publishing fanart and some fanfiction. So I hope this goes well.

So while this is Primarily a My Hero Academia/Totally Spies crossover, I kind of want to do what the fantastic Hero Academia DxD did where it threw in some Bungo Stray Dogs as well as some Code Geass and Undernight. I hope you can tell that some of the teachers are based on other characters. From there, I don't know yet where all I'll go.