It was quite early the next morning that Izuku realised his day was going to be an annoying one.
He didn't particularly enjoy having a high spec camera shoved in his face before he even arrived at school, nor did he appreciate the flashing lights this early in the morning.
The reporters posted at the front entrance of U.A were an increasing issue, they'd been here yesterday, although there were a lot fewer of them and they were being more discreet, and the green haired boy had a feeling they would still be here come tomorrow.
They were obviously here for All Might, wherever the man went, the paparazzi flocked to, the fact that he was scheduled to be in one place every day at the same time must have been heaven to them.
Except they forgot the fact that the number one hero could literally move faster than they could ever hope to see, he could be in or out of the school before the photographers even got the chance to say cheese.
Or he could sneak in using his weakened form.
The man was terrible at hiding it if Izuku was honest, he'd seen the blonde walking around in his emancipated form during school hours, made sense since he couldn't spend a whole school day using his quirk, and he couldn't conceivably leave the school in between classes, but the man didn't even think about changing his clothes.
Honestly, how many people did he think wore yellow pinstripe suits?
Then again, in a school full of pro heroes, it wasn't hard to ignore the people who weren't pros.
U.A conceivably couldn't run without normal staff members, like groundskeepers, boy did the school need a lot of those, although they did try their best to fill the gaps with robots, sometimes you needed a human touch.
Then there were the non pro teachers, there were eleven classes in a year, which roughly translated to 220 students a year, for 660 students total.
No way did the school have enough pros on payroll to deal with that many students.
Besides, Izuku still couldn't peg just who his homeroom teacher was, so perhaps some students simply thought he was a lesser known retired hero.
Either way, All Might really needed to put more effort into hiding his secret, next thing you know he's telling random kids and not keeping tabs on them.
Oh wait, that was exactly what he was doing.
The fact the number one hero seemed to have completely forgotten that they had met did not annoy Izuku at all.
Definitely not one bit.
"Excuse me, could you tell me what it's like to have All Might as a teacher?"
Izuku looked at the swathe of reporters, unsure who had asked the question, or if they had all done so simultaneously like some scarily in sync swarm of camera holding fodder mobs.
"Just peachy, can you let me through? I am so not feeling getting a detention because of you guys." The green haired boy said neutrally, trying to find a gap in the bulwark of media vultures.
"Now now Deku-kun, try to be nice to the reporters." Ochako fake chided, giving her friend a teasing smile.
Izuku gave her a sidelong glance that quietly intoned the word 'seriously', before the brunette walked up to the reporters and flexed her arms.
"Let's see, my thoughts… uh, I found him very muscly." The girl said with much difficulty, finding it was actually quite hard to voice her thoughts when she was actually in front of the cameras.
"Yup, nice one." Izuku smirked, giving her a thumbs up as he decided to simply push past the reporters by force.
The brunette looked at the boy with puffed cheeks and a pout as her face tinted red from embarrassment.
She decided to follow in her friends wake, suing her smaller frame to slip through the quickly closing gap the boy had created.
"I see you're in an irritable mood today Deku-Kun." Ochako mentioned as she caught up to her friend.
"Hm? Ah, well I get this strange sensation I'm going to be forced into something today, the universe likes screwing me over like that sometimes." The green haired boy said simply, gripping the arms of his backpack and looking around suspiciously.
Something was coming, he just didn't know what.
The two students eventually made it to class, thankfully before their homeroom teacher, despite their hold up at the gate.
The unkempt man walked up to the podium at the front.
"I hope you guys have rested up from yesterday's battle trials, I took the liberty of looking at your marks and evaluations." he began, "Bakugou, kindly learn to gauge a situation, going all out against a classmate like that is unacceptable, in fact, going that far against most villains is also unacceptable, you're trying to be a hero, and thus you must follow the law, I'm of the opinion that murder is very much illegal." The man then turned his sights to the heterochromic boy of the class, "Todoroki, do remember that you need to actually cooperate with people in this business, you are not at it alone, it would do you good to keep that in mind. The two of you are immensely talented, refrain from acting like seven year olds and you'll go far." Finishing his piece, the man returned to addressing the class as a whole. "Now, let's get on with the home room notices, I'm sorry to have to spring this on you all but…" Aizawa paused for dramatic effect, Izuku suddenly realised how dramatic his home room teacher liked to be. "But we need to pick a class president."
That was enough to excite the entire class.
Izuku wasn't particularly interested, he could see why the rest of his class wanted the position, they thought it would better prepare them for leading their own hero agencies in the future, but Izuku saw it for what it really was, a time sink.
Extra hours spent dealing with mundane things, meetings, paper work, and other such things that Izuku would rather not have to do.
Right now training was more important, he wouldn't be able to lead his own agency for years anyway, no one came out of school heading their own agency, not even All Might, granted the man went to college in America, so that was probably why, but he went there to take courses on running his own agency in the first place.
No, right now all that was important to the boy was winning the sports festival, from there he could slowly build up his renown and hopefully intern with a top hero, which would eventually lead to a job offer after his tenureship at U.A.
Once he climbed in the ranks he could start his own agency.
Somewhere in his plan was maybe a way to train other quirkless hero's, but honestly that was so far away in the future that he hadn't put much thought into it, he'd need weight in the political circle for that one.
"BE QUIET!"
Izuku flinched in surprise as he looked at his bespectacled friend curb the class' enthusiasm with one yell.
Maybe he should vouch for Iida, he would definitely do his best to keep the class nice and quiet, and that would keep the responsibility off of him.
"This is a task laden with responsibility where you must carry and pull everyone else's weight! Just because you'd like to do it doesn't mean you can! It is a holy office that requires the great esteem and trust of those around you! The only truly worthy leader will emerge from a democratic choice reflecting the will of the people!"
Then again Iida was perhaps too dramatic, maybe he should help Momo instead, as much as it irked him being beaten by her even in something he didn't care about, the girl had a good head on her shoulders.
"Which is why this should be settled by a vote." Iida finished.
Somehow his class came to the consensus of using a vote, which was definitely the worst way to do it, it had been what? Two days? Izuku didn't see anyone voting for someone other than themselves.
Really the green haired boy should have known better than to tempt the universe.
After the ballot had all been collected and the results had been written out on the chalkboard, Izuku had decided that leaving his bed that morning was a mistake.
The boy stalked up to the front of the room, and looked at his five votes, totally eclipsing Momo who had come second with two votes.
He was glad that he had beaten Momo at least.
The boy turned to look at his class tiredly, barely masking his anxiety at being in front of all of them.
He supposed he could address his subjects.
"W-Well," the boy paused and cleared his throat, straighten his back to give him a boost of confidence, he found it weird that he could unabashedly face strangers who were annoying him, but couldn't fight back his nervousness in front of people he was friendly or neutral with, he needed to do a scan of his brain later for scientific reasons, "I have no clue who voted for me or why, but if you guys want me in charge that bad, I guess I can comply." He began with more confidence than before. "I'm just going to say this now though, I may look nice and harmless, but I don't take well to slackers, take that as you wish, but remember you put me up here." The boy paused for a few seconds to let it sink in, before a smile graced his face, "that being said, I'll try my best to make sure you guys have a swell time."
His classmates and the universe wanted him to lead did they?
Oh he'd lead them alright.
He'd lead them to the bone.
Sat around the lunch room table with his friends, Izuku stared wistfully at his bowl of white rice.
"What's wrong Supreme Leader Midori? Or you not enjoying your new found power?" Mina asked her green haired friend.
Izuku looked at her with soulless eyes.
"I'm just mourning the death of my sleeping schedule." The boy said to her, "and for the love of all things holy, do not start calling me that."
"Your wish is my command Supreme Leader." The girl said giving a toothy grin and saluting.
"Seriously though, I have no idea why so many people voted for me, I know I'm amazing, but I couldn't imagine anyone wanting me to actually represent them."
"Don't sell yourself short Midoriya, you've got rather sound judgement and the guts to back it, you'll make an excellent leader, which is why I voted for you." Iida stated.
"You should have used that vote on yourself man, you could have been at least been Vice President that way, considering how much you wanted a post." Izuku said, he'd decided to give his vote to Iida, the urge to not let Momo win overcoming the rationale that the girl was really well suited for the role.
"Perhaps, but as I said before, volition has nothing to do with one's suitability, you were obviously more suitable for the role."
"Well, I appreciate the sentiment I suppose, so which who out of the rest of you voted for me?" Izuku quizzed, looking at the other three teens at the table.
"Of course I did supreme leader!" Mina replied rambunctiously.
One day he was going to tease that girl so bad her skin would permanently darken a few tones and settle on a nice crimson, Izuku still needed to figure out how to even get a reaction from a girl, but one day soon he'd get his revenge.
"Of course I did man, no one else is quite as MANLY as you." Kirishima replied.
Ochako just smirked at him and gave him a thumbs up.
Evil.
The girl was capable of pure evil.
He looked his brown haired friend in the eye for a second.
"Well, as long as I'm in power, I'll probably instate some form of extra training sessions since the curriculum doesn't seem to have any form of quirk training in the near future."
The smirk instantly dies from Ochako's face.
She looked like she was about to protest, but it was quickly cut off by a ringing siren.
"SECURITY LEVEL THREE HAS BEEN BREACHED. STUDENTS, PLEASE PROMPTLY EVACUATE."
"What's security level 3?" Iida asked to any of the rapidly passing students who would listen as he quickly shot up from his chair.
"Someone has infiltrated the school grounds." Izuku replied calmly, grabbing his bowl of rice for the road, his friends looked at him with wonder, confused as to how he knew that. "What? It's in the handbook, we all got given one, I should be surprised you guys don't know this."
Izuku then leisurely lead his friends to the corridor in order to evacuate, only to see a writhing mess of bodies, the handbook also said to evacuate in a calm and orderly fashion, it was quite obvious he was the only one who had read the handbook in the last three years.
"As expected of the pinnacle of education, their crisis response was swift." Iida said, trying to find a way around the crowd.
"So like do we have to walk through that?" Mina asked, not exactly keen on joining this particular mosh pit.
"Well if we want to get to the evacuation point, most definitely, but on a personal note, I'd reckon I'd get less hurt taking my chances with whoever broke in." Izuku answered, grabbing a chopstick full of rice.
"I say we force our way through." Kirishima stated, activating his quirk, fully intent on bursting through the blockade.
"Um, shouldn't we try to not cause more panic?" Ochako said, trying to deter the red headed boy from bulldozing over their fellow students.
"I mean adding more chaos to the mix would be rather entertaining, can anyone see the entrance from here, I'd love to know who was stupid enough to bust down U.A's doors." The green haired boy asked, honestly the staff roster of this school was a couple dozen pro heroes and All Might for crying out loud, not to mention the more than a hundred students training to be heroes, U.A was likely one of the safest places in Japan, and the greenette was curious as to who was stupid enough to try and force their way in here.
"Isn't that just the press?" Iida said, looking from one of U.A's many windows to the main entrance of the school.
Izuku followed suit to confirm his classmates claim.
"Oh for the love of… Iida, your voice carries a significant amount more than mine, be a dear and go yell at some people so they calm the heck down." The greenette asked his taller friend. Iida nodded to his friend with determination etched on his face. "Ochako, please float him over to everyone's line of sight, someone's gonna get trampled at this rate."
Whilst his friends went to solve the issue, Izuku looked back at the situation unfolding at the school gate.
Something didn't sit right with him about it.
Namely the absolutely totalled U.A barrier, no reporter in their right mind would cause property damage to a hero school, it was the quickest way to lose their license.
Something told Izuku that the universe wasn't quite done messing with him just yet.