Life at U.A was actually surprisingly mundane.
For a school teaching kids how to be superheroes it focused a lot on normal subjects like english and maths.
Granted even the most common topic was taught by a pro hero, which was great for Izuku's fanboy side, but even the wonder that brought him eventually wore off.
Now he was just sat in a normal high school lesson, the excitement and tension of yesterday a thing of the past.
He felt his time could be better used by training for the sports festival, especially now that he was banking a lot on winning the thing, and as a true hero nerd, Izuku was literally losing sleep over the anticipation of being in the event he looked forward to watching every year.
Plus he'd upped his training to make sure he was as prepared as he could be and therefore had decreased the amount of time he spent sleeping even more, which he was sure was perfectly healthy.
Lunch was probably the most decent thing that had happened so far on that day, enjoying good food with actual friends was new, but not unwelcome, it had actually elevated his mood quite a bit.
The green haired boy found it strangely enjoyable to just sit around and laugh with his new group of friends, Mina somehow just never ran out of topics to talk about, whilst the very differing opinions of Kirishima and Iida helped keep the conversation fresh and varied.
He could do with less exclamations of how manly something was, or Iida's sometimes down right religious way of sticking to the rules, or even Mina's never ending teasing.
Girls would always be hard to deal with for Izuku, especially when you were as prone to going red faced as he was.
The group dynamic was not perfect, but Izuku wouldn't trade it for the world.
Although if there was one thing he was concerned for, it Ochako's nutrition, since she seemed to be eating nothing but a bowl of white rice.
He was quite aware of the girl's financial situation, and had tried to help her before, but the girl was rather stubborn when it came to accepting free things from others, even though she knew for a fact that Izuku was minted to the point where he actually ran out of ideas for the money, he had started donating like 90% of his earnings to charity since he had always lived quite the frugal life, and any form of extravagance outside of parts for building random machines that he needed for training, ludicrously expensive hero paraphernalia, and stupidly luxurious couch cushions was lost on the boy.
Realistically, he should have stopped abusing his powers for monetary gain after he had enough money to let his mother live a comfortable life.
But she had refused to retire early, and Izuku really really liked owning shares of hero merchandise companies.
He was actually surprised that the media hadn't hunted him down to put him on the front of some magazine yet, the boy hadn't covered his tracks as well as he could have done, just enough that people wouldn't be able to find him just by looking him up in the phone book.
He was sure there was plenty he could do with all the money he kept making, but he felt that donating a large portion of it was a good and simple way for him to help people before he could legally go out into the streets and use his powers.
He found that the best way to help out his friend was to blindside her with stuff, the girl was stubborn, but he had never known her to say no to free food, especially not mochi, the girl really really liked her mochi, like a scary amount.
This was why Izuku had feigned going to the toilet and came back with a plate of curry that he placed in front of his friend without uttering a word and using surprising stealth.
Ochako frowned at him slightly, used to this trick by now, before giving a resigned sigh, and smiling at her friend.
"Thank you Deku-Kun."
Izuku froze.
Which did not go unnoticed by any of the teens at the table.
"W-what did you just call me?" The green haired boy croaked.
Ochako blinked in confusion at her friend's reaction. "I called you Deku, is it not your childhood nickname or something, I saw Bakugou call you it a few times yesterday, and it looked like you two knew each other."
Relief washed over Izuku, it was just a harmless misunderstanding, which was good, he hadn't been about to panic and lose his shit or anything, no not at all.
Really he should have told Ochako more about his childhood, just to avoid situations like this one, but those memories weren't exactly his favourite, so he tended to just avoid the subject whenever it came up.
"O-oh right," Izuku said, slinking down into his chair, "yeah me and Bakugou have known each other for a long time, and Deku is my childhood nickname, but…" Izuku paused, taking a deep breathe, not exactly sure how to approach this topic. He decided that the best way was to just clench his teeth and get it done.
"Well it not so much a nickname as it is an insult." Izuku began, "it's a different reading of my name that's meant to mean wooden doll or puppet, people used to call me it because when I was younger I wasn't really good at anything, so they the kids would call me useless." The boy said sadly, this got a collective gasp from the group.
"How disgraceful," Iida began, "with a quirk as powerful as your's it brings me great surprise that you would still be bullied."
"Well that's the thing, I don't actually have a quirk." Izuku revealed, causing his friends to be greatly shocked.
"So how do you transform into all those cool aliens?" Mina asked curiously.
"Aliens? I don't quite think they're from outer space Ashido-san." Izuku stated, eager to shift the subject.
"Well I'm not from outer space either, but I look kind of like an alien don't I? I think it's quite cool actually." The girl continued.
Izuku pondered on this for a second, it was true that calling his other forms just forms was a little lackadaisical, plus the watch did look really futuristic, and came from the sky.
He liked the idea of calling his forms aliens.
"Now tell me how it works." The girl demanded, the look in her eye saying she wouldn't let a good scoop just escape her grasp.
"Well, you might have noticed that I'm always wearing and fiddling with this watch here, well it gives me the ability to transform, I don't know how it does it exactly, but a friend of mine made it a few months back, and I've been testing it out for him." Izuku said. "But, yeah, I'm sorry if I reacted strongly, Deku just isn't something I like being called."
"Oh, I'm sorry Izuku-kun, I just thought it meant something cool, it sounds a lot like Dekiru, you know, you can do it." Ochako said apologetically.
Izuku reflected on her statement, it did kind of sound like that, and maybe giving the name a new meaning would help him alleviate some of the trauma it carried.
"I actually like the thought of that. You know what, you can call me it if you like, if nothing else it will serve to piss off Bakugou." Izuku said, much to Ochako's visible relief, before going back to his meal.
Lunch was turning out to be his favourite subject.
Unfortunately for the boy, lunch time ended far too soon in Izuku's opinion, and so he found himself back in his classroom, waiting for the next lesson to start.
He had high hopes for the next class however, since the theoretical portion of the day had ended, and now it was time for the less conventional school hours.
"I AM HERE, walking through the door like a normal person."
This booming voice was what heralded the start of the lesson Izuku had been looking forward to since the start of the day.
Following it was the imposing figure of All Might in what Izuku recognised as his silver age hero costume, Izuku idly wondered if he would be able to buy the thing off the hero when he retired.
As much as he was wary of what would happen to society when their symbol of peace retired, Izuku was very much aware that the number one hero was nowhere near his prime, the image of the man in his sunken, weakened form would forever be burnt into his memory.
He'd somewhat come to terms with the interaction he and the number one hero had all those months ago, he understood that All Might was likely stressed from having to keep such a big secret from the public, and was likely very jaded by his years as a hero.
Izuku had no misconceptions about how traumatic the line of work he was going into would be.
So trying to stave a weak and powerless child from such a dangerous profession was likely, in the man's eyes at least, the most heroic action he could have taken in the situation.
Izuku was still more than a little bitter about it, however.
Especially now that he had seen for himself how far he had come with just a little bit of help.
The pro hero could have simply told the boy that if he wanted to be a hero he needed to work harder than he was currently, train his body and not just his mind, plenty of heroes fought basically quirkless after all, Sir Nighteye, the symbol of peace's old sidekick was a prominent example, sure he could tell the future by touching someone, but what did his power provide in terms of combat really?
Predicting his opponent's next move, sure, but if he couldn't even touch his opponent, or react to said move, what help was his quirk really?
The man could have even offered to help the boy somehow, although this scenario was perhaps wishful thinking, he doubted All Might had the time to simply help all his fans with something like training.
Bottom line, outright telling the boy he had no hope of following his dream was rather reckless of the man.
He had no clue what Izuku could have done if he got desperate enough, and truth be told if the watch hadn't quite literally fell from the sky, neither did the greenette.
Which was a scary thought.
So whilst Izuku wasn't as hateful to the man as he was initially, how could you stay mad at that smile really, he still aimed to reach the point where he could beat him in a fight just to prove him wrong, if only All Might's quirk wasn't so bullshit that not even four arms could match him in strength.
The boy greatly anticipated the day where his brawniest alien reached that point.
The rest of his class were quite excited to have All Might as a teacher, for good reason Izuku supposed, almost everyone loved the guy.
"FOUNDATIONAL HERO STUDIES!" All Might continued, flexing his muscles for some odd reason "FOR THIS CLASS, WE'LL BE BUILDING UP YOUR FOUNDATION THROUGH VARIOUS TRIALS!" The pro hero continued. "LET'S JUMP RIGHT IN WITH THIS! THE TRIAL OF BATTLE!"
That surprised Izuku, he would have thought they would have gone through some basic combat drills to assess each person individually first, but he supposed pitting teenagers against each other would also be quite effective.
"To go with your first battle… We've prepared the gear we had you send in requests for to match you quirks."
The mention of his hero costume greatly excited the class, Izuku was no exception, he was looking forward to how the support department had brought his concept to life.
"Get changed and we'll be ready to go! Everyone go gather at ground beta!"
The class scrambled to grab their individual suitcases, each displaying their excitement in their own way.
Izuku personally chose to cradle his one like a baby.
In a lot less time than it took them yesterday, the class managed to get fully dressed and find their way to where they needed to be rather quickly.
Izuku still managed to lag behind them, however, because as it turned out he was terrible with any pieces of clothing that involved the neck.
Thankfully it managed to make a rather dramatic scene as the so far top student ran up the tunnel and emerged into the afternoon light in all his costumed glory.