I would like to say that standing in front of the door of class 1-A in UA highschool is surreal. It is if you forget that All Might is my hero teacher. However, All Might, the man with teaching experience in the negatives, is here.

I would love to be optimistic about him suddenly gaining the ability to teach something, but I can't be unrealistic about it. I am hoping to God that there is someone watching All Might during his teaching and then gets him fired for how bad he is.

Once again, I deny that will happen due to All Might's reasoning being here.

After violently introducing myself to him-

Flashback to the beach the day before.

"Young Midoriya! How are you- what are you doing? AH, MY BOY, PLEASE STOP THROWING GARBAGE BAGS AT ME! I WILL EXPLAIN MY REASONINGS!"

"YOU BETTER HAVE A GOOD DAMN REASON, YAGI! OTHERWISE, I'M DROPPING OUT AND BECOMING A VIGILANTE INSTEAD!"

Back to the present.

I found out that the reason for Idiot to become a fucking teacher is to help him start to withdraw as a hero. He can't suddenly drop as a hero unless he wants to cause panic, so this was his plan B. Well, Nezu's plan B. The most intelligent rat in the world set up my pain and suffering for this. I think the rat is overestimating him, but it wasn't my choice to hire him. I would have had Yagi go into any other job but a teacher. Heck, he could probably nail at being an undercover agent better than a teacher. Yes, he's that bad.

Once again, not my choice. I should go in, huh?

Immediately, I walk into a shit-show that I didn't start for once!

"Please take your feet off the desk. It is only your first day, and you are already disrespecting school property!" Oh wait, I'm stuck with this guy?! This is a rip-off! Now I really want a refund! It's the nerd who kept bossing me around before the physical exam!

WAIT, AND FUCKING KACCHAN?!

Actually, these two might make a comedy show. I'll take the attempt, I guess.

"What are you going to do about it? You act like you have a stick up your ass! Did someone shove it up there or were you born with it?" Well, good to know this Kacchan isn't a fake, I guess? Yeah, that wasn't a priority. Thinking about it, Kacchan and I might get along in bullying this boy.

The nerd attempts to redeem himself, "I appeared to have started on the wrong foot. Hello, I am Iida Tenya of Somei Academy!" He does this while waving his arms around like a robot? Something is up there. Though, good to know I was right about him being related to Ingenium at least. That's two completely different personalities. If these two are brothers, I am going to shut up on calling Yagi Idiot for a week.

"So one of those rich kids, then?" I mean, Kacchan ain't wrong.

Before I consider thinking about it, a familiar female voice interrupts me, "Hey, you're the one who saved me!" I turn to see the girl I saved at the entrance exam.

I offer her a smile, "Good to have seen you have passed, um...I don't have your name?"

"Uraraka Ochaco! Yours?"

"Midoriya Izuku. It's nice to finally have a name."

Iida has seemed to have decided that Kacchan is a lost cause because he notices me and approaches, "Hello, I am-"

"We heard you. You're loud. Midoriya Izuku, " I interrupt because I don't want to hear that intro again. Iida clears his throat awkwardly.

"Midoriya, you realized that there was something more to the practical exam, didn't you?"

"The fu-"

"You must be very perspective, and I completely misjudged you. I admit that as a student, you are far superior to me." Hold up, what?

"Uh, if you are implying what I think you are implying, you're someone deserving of the title Idiot. I never thought my friend would lose that title."

Iida looks so confused, "What do you mean?"

"You decided to prioritize your exam grade over Uraraka's life, and you are kind of still showing that mindset now. Sure, it's a UA exam, but you're just a terrible human being for relying on their system. Since you have no knowledge of how the mechanics of the bots work, worst case, the only way for the robots to know where students are is through the eyesight in the head, which is high above the ground already. Due to it being UA, I am willing to bet there is sensory in the feet along with heat detection. However, Uraraka was under debris. That would have inhibited their sight and eventually crushed her. Of course, that is an extreme case as I assume teachers are watching and could have stopped it, but what if there was a malfunction? Either way, I am telling you that it wasn't about the exam; it's about saving a life. If you choose to rely on others when there are possible circumstances of screwing up, you're fucked."

It takes me a moment to realize that everyone in the classroom had shut up and is now looking at me. Great, I have already drawn attention to myself! However, I'm not sorry because that was what it seemed like Iida was insinuating!

Silently, I go to my seat, which happens to be behind Kacchan with my life. He's glaring at me too. Yay.

Everyone is still silent as they go to their seat. Did I traumatize them that much? That wasn't on the to-do list. NOW I'LL NEVER MAKE FRIENDS!

"Took you long enough to shut up. You're wasting enough time talking when you could be working, " A deep, gruff voice that sounds done with life interrupts.

I look up to see a hobo man in a bright yellow sleeping bag on the floor. He steps out of the bag to reveal a skinny hobo man wearing an all-black bodysuit (that looks like shit) besides the grey belt and scarf around his neck. He adds to the look with greasy shoulder-length black hair, the scuffle, and his eyes that practically plead for sleep based on the Gucci bags underneath.

Based purely on the fact of how he looks, I would bet the crumbs in my pocket that he is an underground hero. I might know who he is, but because underground heroes are, well, underground, you don't get pictures of them. You only get descriptions that can be contradicting. I need to see his quirk in action before confirming anything. Now, I respect him for being an underground hero already. However, I really respect him for the fact that he looks like trash. That's, like, a fucking dream come true! Sure, I would be judged, but that would save me so much time on my grooming schedule!

The man pulls out the UA gym uniforms from his sleeping bag (now that's disgusting) For a moment, I watch him settle his eyes on each student, and I swear he focuses on me more. Judgmental much?

The man sighs, "I'm Aizawa, your teacher. Get this on and come to the training field within ten minutes. Otherwise, consider yourself expelled." With that, he throws the uniforms on the teacher's desk and leaves.

I like him already.

While everyone is frozen that we have a trash bag has a teacher, I strut to the front, grab my clothes, and get the fuck out to avoid everyone staring at me because I am self-conscious~

Besides, I don't want to see boys looking at me while I change. It's awkward. Like, I get it. I have a babyface yet abs, and it shouldn't work, yet it does so fuck off. I get in and out of that room before any of the other boys join me.

Works for me. The only downside is now that I am the only person on the field besides Aizawa.

Now, I am perfectly aware that he is supposed to be scary for students. You know, like the one asshole teacher everyone has? However, I have a very high priority that only this man can fulfill.

It wouldn't be the first time I have done something like this and it screwed me over.

I casually approach Aizawa with intense resolve, "Excuse me, sir? May I ask you something?"

Aizawa, being taller than me, glares down, "You can wait until your class gets here for answers."

"Actually, it's completely irrelevant to this. I could care less about what you do for your class. Your show."

He quirks an eyebrow, probably questioning why my dumbass is asking him right off the bat without fear.

I can tell you that kind of happens when you are bullied all your life.

Aizawa sighs, "What?"

"Where did you get your sleeping bag from? It looks high-quality, and I have a feeling I will need one soon."

You know, if he is shocked at my question, he is bloody fantastic at hiding it.

Aizawa takes a moment, "Are you serious?"

"You prioritize sleep for a reason, don't you? I'll make it up to you somehow if you do. In or out of school. If you need me for something, legal or illegal, I'll help. I just want to know where you got your sleeping bag."

"Why shouldn't I expel you for asking a ridiculous question?" Something tells me he doesn't like me.

"I will be surprised if I am not expelled at the end of the day for my impulsive actions. However, for our sakes, let me point out that you would not have come into the room in it if you did not value it. Seeing as you are probably an underground hero, you probably are used to sleeping in less-kindly places. A good sleeping bag would help in that regard, especially if you are going to try and get as many naps in as possible."

Aizawa is clearly done with me, "Get in line before I expel you."

Alright then. I'm really pushing my luck because he seems like the kind of man who would have already expelled me.

Eventually, everyone arrives.

Aizawa starts his explanation, "Today, we will be doing quirk apprehension tests."

Of course, one student has to interrupt, " Wait, but what about the ceremony?"

"You don't have time for that. You have three years to become the best hero you can be. Being a hero takes a sacrifice, and it starts now with less free time. As I was saying before I was interrupted, today you will be doing a quirk assessment test. Bakugo, you scored first on the practical exams. What was your ball throw in middle school?" OH SHIT, HE CALLING HIM OUT!

Kacchan has a tiny moment of shock before shaking out of it, "52 meters, sir." Aizawa doesn't say anything. He just pasts the ball to him.

"Throw this within the circle. Use your quirk however."

Kacchan goes to the circle and studies the ball. Then, he throws it with a huge blast, "DIE!"

The students look at him like he is a psycho, and Kacchan in! Aizawa raises what looks like a phone to us to show Kacchan's score.

705.2 meters (2314 feet). Holy shit.

"It tests like these that demonstrate why the education system is irrational for not letting students use their quirks in the physical exams. We are past the times of equality. We should be working on your quirks as early as possible. This is what you will be doing for these tests. You'll be discovering the limits of your quirks. " Yeah, that makes sense. Quirks are so common that it isn't worth adapting for someone like me, especially when I was the only quirkless kid in middle school.

Obviously, the kids are ecstatic about finally being able to use their quirks. However, Aizawa stops them.

"You think this is fun? How about this; whoever scores in last place will be deemed to have zero potential and expelled." OH SHIT! ME ALREADY!

That riles the kids up, and Uraraka speaks up, "But that's unfair!"

"Life is full of unfairness. Villain attacks. Natural disasters. Do you think that is fair? The job of a hero is to eliminate signs of unfairness in the world." As someone growing up quirkless, I am VERY aware of this.

Everyone shuts up.

Well, except me, "Amen!" Yeah, the students think I'm insane now.

Aizawa just sighs, "We don't have a lot of time. Get to it."

Here's the thing; I'm not at that bad of a disadvantage since I don't feel like breaking my arm. I ain't expecting to be the top student, but with my fitness, I don't think I will be at the very bottom. Not every quirk will benefit in these tests. For example, Hagakure's quirk literally just makes her invisible. That's it. Therefore, I'm on an even level as her.

HOWEVER, a lot of students have probably been training for a while. It's pretty common for parents to start training their kids if they believe their kid's quirk is good enough to be a hero and if their kid, which most kids do, want to be a hero. That's why teenagers nowadays are way better fitness-wise not because of quirks but because of the drive to become a hero. They are encouraged to work out so that they have a chance of becoming a hero. Once most teen's dreams are crushed, their fitness goes back down.

It's amazing how much heroes influence people, even if it is not directly.

Back on topic, these tests are made for people with physical quirks. Though, so is the practical exams, which is dumb but whatever.

It ranges from running to endurance to jumping around like a monkey. Even if I'm likely to get expelled through my stupidity or being last somehow, it's interesting to see all these quirks in action in creative ways. We have the obvious ones like car boy who can casually zoom around, and Kacchan who can use his explosions to just fly over shit. However, there were definitely some unique uses as well. For example, a girl named Yaoyorozu can create anything she wants as long as she has the chemical compound memorized and the weight to do it. For the endurance running test, she made a scooter and just drove around.

Basically, her quirk is a godsend and overpowered.

Overall, I am pretty sure I am sucking!

That's when the ball-throw came around. Now, logically, I shouldn't use my quirk when I have no training in it. I'm still trying to figure out how the bitch works because All Might couldn't explain jack shit to me!

When it comes to my turn, I walk into the circle and think for a moment. Going based on how All Might uses his quirk, I assume he can use it in any part of his body. What if I don't need to sacrifice my entire arm? To be honest, for how powerful his quirk is, I think I only need a finger to cause some damage-

"Hurry it up, " Aizawa mumbles.

I huff, "I was getting there. Just strategizing."

Well, I guess it's time to try it. The idea is to push the ball off with the tip of my finger. After a moment of thinking, I decide to do it with my right. It would be easier to write later if I do it with my left, but I'm afraid I don't have enough coordination. I get in position, take a breathe, and swing my arm. At the last second, I switch the hold to the tip of my pointer finger to push it off while using my quirk.

Only for it to collapse?

2 meters (7 feet).

I definitely didn't feel the quirk when I tried to. I look towards Aizawa to realize my previous thoughts are correct; Aizawa is Eraserhead. His quirk Eraser allows him to look at his opponents and disable their quirk, though I don't know the specifics of it. I see his red eyes glare at me as his scarf and hair defies gravity.

"Are you planning to become a liability again with that reckless quirk of yours?" Aizawa asks with a harsh tone. I know why he's thinking that; if I injure myself, I'm fucked and someone else will have to save me. However, it still pisses me off when I know what to do.

I barely manage to keep myself from snapping, "I have a plan that won't disable me. I'm still trying to figure out how the bitch works, so work with me here. If it fails, you can expel me. No questions asked."

Aizawa blinks, returning my quirk I presume, "You get a second chance. Don't waste it, Midoriya, and keep your language down."

I ignore him, already in position again with more determination than before. Well, probably pettiness, but I digress. I swing once more, and at the last second, I shift the ball to the tip of my pointer finger and use the stupid quirk on the power-up and propel it.

705.3 meters (2314 feet)(Yes, same as Kacchan's, but both are rounded so what are you going to do about it? Just know Izuku's is barely more).

I flex my finger, and it's broken; however, after so much bullying, this is nothing!

I face Aizawa with so much fucking sass, "Challenge me again. I dare you. I may be gotten rid of through my stupidity, but you aren't getting rid of me through this."

Aizawa grins, chuckling at my insanity to face him probably. However, before he gets a chance to say anything, Kacchan has to ruin the moment, "DEKU! YOU LIED TO ME!" He comes barreling out me, and I'm about to YEET myself out of here when the grey scarves wrap around him to prevent him from getting me, "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!"

"It's made of carbon alloy, so you can't break through it. Can you calm down, now? My quirk gives me dry-eye, and you aren't helping it." Aizawa says in a gruff tone. Kacchan chills the fuck out, and we get back to work with the boy stalking me like a goddamn dog.

Despite having a broken finger, I swallow the pain and do what needs to be done.

Then, the scores.

"I'm not going to go over your individual scores, so here is your ranking compared to the class, " Aizawa presses a button, and the scores pop up.

Now, where am I- HOLD UP, HOW THE FUCK DID I GET LAST?! I SWEAR I BEAT THAT LITTLE PERVERTED GRAPE MIDGET KID AT LEAST, BUT WHAT?! HOW WAS THIS SCORED?!

You know what? Whatever.

I bow before starting to walk away, "Welp, I enjoyed my time here. I got to see some cool quirks, nice people, and trash people. See y'all when one of you arrest me- hey!" The fucking hobo man wraps me up and pulls me to his side!

Aizawa grins psychotically, "Oh, that was just a logical ruse to make sure everyone was performing at their best. Nobody is getting expelled." Everyone sighs in relief while screaming in outrage.

A beautiful girl with a black pigtail taps her chin, "I thought everyone knew he was lying. I should have mentioned it, huh?"

"YEAH!" Screams the entire class.

Aizawa clears his throat, "Everyone change and get back to class. The syllabus is on my desk."

All the students start walking back, and I attempt to join them only to find myself still tied up, "Excuse me, but I seem to be kind of stuck?"

"I kept you back for a reason. You have potential even if you decide not to use that illogical quirk. However, you need to figure out how to use it without breaking your bones minimum."

"I'm aware, sir. I have a few theories in my head, but I'm still trying to figure out how it works myself. Am I free now?"

"One more thing; watch the attitude. I appreciate a student who can face whoever, but you need to know when to fight your battles so you don't get expelled. Got it, problem child?" PROBLEM CHILD?!

"Excuse me, but I wasn't the one attacking another student!"

Aizawa sighs, "I'm aware, but you kill me internally more than him. It's a yes or a no, Midoriya."

"Yes, sir," I mumble. Aizawa finally lets me go.

"Go catch up. You have potential. Don't waste it."

I don't even both to respond to that as I head to join the rest of them.

I SURVIVED ONE CLASS! WOO!