The rest of the school year passed by quickly, all the third-year middle schoolers were eager for graduation at the end of March followed by a week-long spring break before starting high school in April.
After singing the school song, the graduation ceremony began. Row by row, class by class, the third-years were called to the gym stage and handed their diplomas. As Izuku walked across the stage for his own, he could spot his mother crying in the crowd of parents in the back. He smiled and nodded at her as she wiped away tears of pride and took tons of pictures. Taking his certificate ceremoniously in each hand, Izuku bowed to the principal and vice principal before exiting the stage.
The ceremony went on until all the graduating students returned to their seats. After several speeches from the principal, the vice principal, homeroom teachers, and a few Board of Education members, the now-graduated students were finally free.
Most other students gathered in their friend groups, talking, crying, taking pictures, and writing notes in each other's graduation albums. Underclassmen shared goodbyes with their upperclassmen and bouquets of flowers were everywhere. A bittersweet goodbye all around. But, since Izuku didn't have any friends in school, he left rather quickly with his mom to celebrate at home with Mei and Hitoshi. Of course, katsudon was served.
The week of spring break was spent hanging with his two friends. Sometimes at Izuku's house, other times in Mei's lab. The greenet was already working on designing some kind of voice changer for Hitoshi. They had an in-depth discussion of the brainwasher's Quirk nailing down the weaknesses and brainstormed ways to fix them. It was one of the first projects Izuku planned to start on when the UA school year began, besides the gadgets he would be making for himself.
Finally, the first day of high school came. Izuku woke up bright and early, eager to start his UA student career. After breakfast and brushing his teeth, he put on his UA uniform with pride. Everything was perfect…except his tie. No matter how many times he tried retying it, the knot never came out right. One of the draw backs of his dad having to work in the US was that he hadn't been around to teach his son things like this. With a sigh, he finally gave up and left the poorly done tie as is.
A few pictures were taken by his mom as he prepared to leave. With his yellow backpack in hand and his beloved red shoes on his feet, Izuku gave one last hug to his mom before heading off to UA. The commute wasn't too bad, his house was just two stops away from the school by train. Once he was off the train, he headed to the designated spot his friends and he had agreed to meet at so they could walk into the school together.
Izuku was the first to arrive and passed the time people-watching as he waited for his friends. There were so many students with so many interesting Quirks. His hands were itching to write everything he observed down. The greenet was so absorbed in his thoughts, he missed the person approaching behind him.
"Boo."
"WAAAAH!" Izuku yelled, flailing so much he fell over. He looked up to find Hitoshi smirking at him. "Oh, it's just you, jerk."
"Hey there, fanboy, how's the weather down there?" the insomniac snarked, offering a hand to the other.
"Ha ha. Very funny," the shorter boy said, taking his friend's hand and pulling himself up. He dusted off his pants and glared at the taller one. "Did you really have to do that right in my ear?"
"Sorry, I just couldn't resist. You were so out of it," Hitoshi chuckled, adjusting his bag. "Also, what is with that tie? It's a mess."
"Maybe I like it this way. Maybe it's my personal style," the greenet shot back, hands on his hips.
"Sure, if your style is 'toddler ties their first tie', then yeah," the other teased. Izuku simply huffed a sigh at his comment.
"If you two are done bickering, can we go in now? I can't wait to start in the Support Studio."
The two boys looked to find that Mei had arrived while they were talking. Izuku greeted her cheerfully with a hug while Hitoshi simply nodded his head to her. Together the trio, or as Hitoshi has tried to dub them on multiple occasions, the Three Freaketeers, walked into UA.
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The trio split for their separate classrooms, Hitoshi to General Studies Class 1-C while Izuku and Mei went to Support Course Class 1-H. They all agreed that they would meet for lunch later. Walking into 1-H, seeing the blackboard and desks with other Support students chatting, finally let it sink in. He made it. He was into UA.
"Come on," Mei said, suddenly grabbing his hand and pulling him along. "Let's find seats in the back."
"Why?" he asked, letting her guide him to the two back row seats near the window.
"So, we can still work on our babies when the teacher isn't looking," she replied, plopping down in the seat nearest the window. "We have only three years in UA and I won't waste a single second of it."
Izuku smiled and shook his head fondly, finding her hyper focus on inventing whenever possible endearing. The pinkette had such a pure passion for Support and he was certain she would flourish in UA. The school was lucky to have her.
Students continued to file in and it wasn't long when their homeroom teacher arrive. Izuku had a mini fanboy freak out when the Excavation Hero Power Loader walked into the classroom. Mei flicked his arm to stop him from falling into a mumbling spiral. After the start of class greeting, the students sat back down in their chairs and gave the Hero their full attention.
"Good morning, class," Power Loader greeted. The students replied in kind. "My name is Maijima Higari. You may know me as Pro Hero Power Loader. In UA and during class, please address me as Maijima-sensei."
"Yes, Maijima-sensei!" the class said in unison.
Their homeroom teacher then began to explain about how the class would be run. Describing that morning classes would cover general topics like math and history, the only difference from other high schools was that they were taught by Pro Heroes. Izuku would try his very best not to geek out about that, but knowing him it was probably inevitable.
Afternoon class time would be spent in the Support Studio, where they could start inventing their Support Items. Mei was especially excited for that, shaking in anticipation. This time it was Izuku's turn to flick her arm. Though turns out he didn't need to when their teacher announced they couldn't start using the studio until the next day, much to the pinkette's disappointment. There was other talk about school policies and rules. Where the students were allowed to go in regards to studios, labs, and gyms.
When homeroom ended, Class 1-H joined the rest of the school for the entrance ceremony. Well, most of the school, since there was an empty patch in the crowd where Class 1-A should have been. Whatever they were doing, Izuku found himself wishing he was there with them. Man, the principal can talk, he thought as the mouse-dog-bear thing rambled on and on. Surely, what 1-A was doing was way more interesting than this.
Finally, Nezu ended his speech, which was followed by a few others from upperclassmen and various teachers welcoming the first-years to UA. When the entrance ceremony ended, the students returned to their homerooms. As they waited for the lunch bell to ring, Izuku pulled out his notebook to write down some notes on his homeroom teacher and questions he wanted to ask. Mei was in her own little world beside him, dreaming up new ideas for babies to build.
"Midoriya," Maijima-sensei called out, sitting at the desk in the front of the classroom. Izuku looked up to his teacher beckoning him with his hand. "Come here for a moment."
Other students snickered at him for being called out by their teacher on the first day. But it couldn't be anything bad, right? He hadn't done anything wrong. The greenet stood up, taking his notebook with him, and walked to the front.
"Y-yes, Maijima-sensei?" the first-year asked nervously.
"Relax, you're not in trouble, Midoriya," his teacher assured, handing him a box. "I wanted to let you know we had finished checking your submission to the practical and thought you would like to do a final inspection before we gave it to Eraserhead. Just in case."
"Oh sure!" Izuku chirped, placing his notebook on the desk. Maijima eyed the notebook curiously, reading the title on the front as his student opened the box. The boy looked the goggles over, running through the different features and making sure everything was in working properly. "Done! Everything seems to be in working order. I hope he's able to find some use for them."
"Alright, then I will pass them on to him later," the Hero said, as his student placed the Support Item back in the box. "If I may ask, what is that, Midoriya?" He pointed to the notebook.
"Oh, this? I-it's my Quirk Analysis notes," Izuku replied. He hesitantly handed it over when the teacher held out his hand, silently asking for permission to read it. In junior high, sometimes he wouldn't get back what had been taken from him. "It's a h-hobby of mine. I think Quirks are fascinating, especially since I…um, y-you know, don't…"
"Don't force yourself, kid," Maijima interrupted, making the boy sigh in relief. The man knew the way society viewed the Quirkless and was sure the teen in front of him had some hardships in his life because of it. "It's alright. You can tell the others in your own time. But please know that UA has a zero-tolerance policy on bullying or Quirk discrimination. If you ever have any issues, tell me or another teacher about it and we will handle it. Understood?"
The greenet simply nodded and the teacher turned his attention back to the notebook. He flipped through the pages, finding tons of notes on Heroes and their Quirks. They were very detailed and comprehensive. So, this was the notebook mentioned in the interview notes. The Support Hero had planned to ask about it at some point with the student anyway.
A particular entry caught his eye. Oh, he'll definitely want to look at this, Maijima thought, think of a certain teacher who would be very surprised to know he made it in the notebook. "Midoriya, would it be alright if I borrow this? There's another teacher that I think would find it very informative. You can say no, though. I won't pressure you."
"Oh, um, sure?" Izuku said, uncertain. His track record with people borrowing his things wasn't exactly good. "I-I don't normally lend it out, uh, ever. So um, please t-take care of it?"
"Don't worry, Midoriya," the teacher assured him. "I'm only borrowing it. I promise I'll give it back to you tomorrow."
"Yes, sensei," the student replied. The Hero dismissed him and Izuku returned to his seat, not really sure what to do now since his teacher had his notebook. Fortunately, the lunch bell chimed soon after and the two Support friends left to go find their other friend for lunch.
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