[3rd P.O.V]
"Sora-San has such an amazing quirk. But why must she misbehave every year...?" Nezu, the Principle of U.A, asked with a defeated sigh. The teachers had all gathered together, to discuss the consequences of Sora Koemi, who had picked fights every single year of her being here at U.A which is exactly 2 years. Most of the teachers and staff at U.A were stumped as to what they should do, since she had a lot of potential and is the top in everything in terms of academics and hero training.
"I think, instead of expelling her, we just hold her up a few years. Make her join all the First Years and allow her to carry on that way, but if she is involved in too many fights, like 27 which is the exact same number as last year, then we should make the decision of expelling her. I know we have already given her 2 chances, but we just need to be patient with her." Present Mic exclaimed, gesturing with his hands as Aizawa nodded in agreement.
"Yes, the kid just needs some space. She's been acting very edgy since entering her second year, so I think all she needs is to let loose for once. And yes, it really is me, Mic." Aizawa rolled his eyes at Present Mic who was poking his cheek in bizarre confusion. "Back to the topic, I can assume that she has had quite a traumatic past to make her act this way. After all, she is a delinquent well-known in America."
"Hai, I think that's a generous punishment! Additionally, many of the new First Years look to be promising." Nezu agreed, finalising their idea with a clap of his paws. All the teachers dispersed, leaving to do their own thing while Aizawa and Present Mic made their way to the house they shared, and looked for Koemi.
"Allow me to introduce our new student!" Present Mic burst into Aizawa's lesson, ushering in a girl with very light blue, almost white hair, and pinkish-red eyes. Her eyes were blank, holding no emotion nor light which most of the students found very strange. "Why don't you introduce yourself...?"
"... My name is Sora Koemi. It's not nice to meet you, so please don't take care of me." Koemi replied, bowing in a perfect 90-degree angle. The students stared, intrigued by this new girl who gave off some 'Leave-Me-Alone' vibes, but most were determined to not let it stay that way, so she would most likely be very annoyed in this class. "Sensei, may I leave now?" She asked daringly which made Aizawa twitch with slight irritation.
"Who did you beat up this time?" He sighed, rubbing his temple in frustration and Deja vu as he stared at her with his quirk activated just in case she tried something funny. Koemi shook her head, refusing to give an answer, so Aizawa looked to Present Mic who grinned and jerked his thumb backwards, where a Second Year with blonde hair was laying, unconscious. "Sora Koemi...! I can't be bothered anymore... Just go and sit in the extended part of the classroom and DON'T cause trouble."
Koemi sighed, striding briskly through the aisle of people and sat down, setting her bag down too before placing her head down on the desk, exhausted and dizzy. Aizawa continued teaching, Present Mic waving goodbye to Koemi before leaving through the door with extra pizzazz and jazz hands to make a dramatic exit to which Aizawa facepalmed, Koemi following suit. The rest of the class just watched, curious.
"Just great..." Bakugo Katsuki muttered quietly. "Another extra to take care of."
"The hell did you just call me...?!" Koemi scowled, a fierce light appearing in her eyes as she stood up, staring him down with vicious intent. "I am no extra, so don't you dare look down on me, you bastard!" Aizawa sighed for the umpteenth time this morning but continued muttering until he found solace in his yellow sleeping bag, snoozing lightly.
"OI! I'm not looking down on you, you're looking down on me!" Bakugo growled, glaring at her, lightning flashing between the two, the rest unfazed as they were already familiar with his behaviour, however, they were quite surprised by Koemi's behaviour. "What's with you extra's staring at me?! Have you got a damn problem?!" He yelled, pouring all his anger onto poor Midoriya, who looked close to fainting.
'S-Scary...!' Most of Class 1-A thought, their thoughts uniting as one as their echoing and frightened voices filled the air around them. A twitch could be seen from Aizawa who hadn't moved a single muscle since laying down to sleep, Class 1-A sweat dropping at his actions but only Todoroki Shoto, Bakugo Katsuki and Sora Koemi remained indifferent, Koemi laying her head back down, ignoring Bakugo completely to which made him very irritated, but then again, when isn't he annoyed and irritated?
"OI! Don't you dare ignore me or else I'll blow you to pieces!" Bakugo screamed, sparks flashing from his palms as he glared at her, a scowl on his face. The girl merely opened one eye, staring at him in thought before closing it again, flat out ignoring him with a huff of her lips. "OI! That's it...!" He began, surging forwards, stomping in her direction, his palms lit with explosions but a glare from Aizawa put out his explosions, so he huffed, heading back towards his seat again.
Some of the Class 1-A girls began to swarm around her desk, wanting to ask questions about what her quirk was, where she was from, how she got in etc while Minoru Mineta began to goggle at her sleeping expressions, finding her hot, cute and sexy at the same time, drooling physically at the thought of some very dirty images he had pictured in his mind which nobody wants to know.
Some, like Todoroki, paid no attention and merely stared straight ahead, uninterested.
"YEAH!" Present Mic screeched, slamming the door open, waking Aizawa from his light slumber in his yellow sleeping bag. "It's time for English, little listeners~!" He shouted, hyped as he waltzed into the classroom, slamming his notes down on the podium, making Aizawa stand up and leave, his sleeping bag trailing behind him.
And just like that, Koemi's first day in her supposed First Year, had begun with a bang, quite literally.
To Be Continued...
Next Chapter: Chapter Two