It didn't take him long to find class 1-A, given the instructions from Principal Nezu. The door was left open and it seemed like there was already people inside. None of them had seen him without his mask, so they likely wouldn't recognize him straight away. He wondered if they were already told that he would be coming, or if this would be a surprise. Either way, he awkwardly made his way into the room, looking at his fellow classmates.

There were about 20 people total in the room, each of them different from each other. In fact, not all of them looked as human as the next. One of them, a girl, had pink skin and hair, with small horns on her head. Another had multiple limbs, changing as he pleased. The next looked like a humanoid crow, sitting emotionless at his desk. The rest were pretty much all your basic human, though a select few surprised him.
One familiar face was the first to spot him; the boy with green hair, Midoriya. In seeing Peter walk in, he approached him curiously, "Hi there, do you need something?"

"Uh, yeah," Peter said, "I was told to come this way. This is class 1-A I believe. You're Midoriya, right?"

Right as he heard Peter's voice, he suddenly got excited, "It's you!" He exclaimed, "The spider guy!"
Everyone suddenly turned and looked at Peter as Midoriya spoke. Peter adjusted his collar awkwardly in receiving the looks, "Maybe not so loud, ey' buddy? Heh," He avoided everyone's gaze, wondering what their next reaction would be.

"No way, man!" One kid shouted, "That was you?" He approached them, wearing the same outfit as everyone else, though he stood out because of his orange hair with a streak of black, "Dude! You totally saved our butts back there! That rhino guy would have crushed us! I'm Denki Kaminari! Nice to meet you!"
Many of the other students began to circle around Peter, asking him questions about what happened in the school yard. They were targeting him from all angles, many with either smiles or blank expressions of curiosity. He managed to recognize a few of the ones he saved from Rhino, but the rest were brand new. As Spider-Man interaction was fine, but its as Peter that his social anxiety begins to act up.
"So, what's your quirk?"

"How did you shoot those rope things?"

"How strong are you? Can you lift cars and trucks?"

"Where did you get your suit? Did you make it or did someone else?"

"How many of those rope things can you make?"

Peter tried to calm them down, but they were asking a thousand questions a second. He couldn't even find them time to get a word out before the next person started speaking. He was almost starting to freak out, since these aren't questions he's asked outside the mask. Even though he was aware his secret meant nothing here, old habits started to cause anxiety.
"Hey! Everyone quiet!" A voice in the back shouted. The multiple bodies made room for her as she approached. She stood tall, with black spikey hair tied into a pony tail. The way she moved was elegant and proper, showing a sense of maturity within her, "Can't you all clearly see that you're freaking him out?"
When they looked back at Peter, they finally noticed the panicked expression on his face. Most of them took a step back to let him breath, quietly apologizing.
"I'm sorry," The elegant girl said to him, giving him a comforting smile while resting a hand on her chest, "This class can get easily excited. My name is Momo Yaoyorozu, I'm the vice represenative of class 1-A. Midorya said you were joining us."
"Kind of," Peter said, calming himself down, "Not officially since the class is already full. Its only for the semester, so my grades go toward my other school."
"Oh good," she sighed, "I was worried someone would get kicked out of the class. People started making bets."
"My money was on Mineta," Denki retorted, firing insults out.

"Hey!" Someone shouted, likely being Mineta. He stood no taller than the principal, perhaps even shorter. The boy's hair looked like giant grapes attached to his head, "I have every right to be here too, you know!"

"Sure!" Denki retorted, "As the class clown! You can't even fight anyone with your power!"

"You wanna bet, Kaminari?!" Mineta stood from his seat, grabbing one of the grape looking objects from his head. Pulling on it, it came right off as he threw it toward Denki's direction. It smacked him straight in the head, sticking like super glue.

"Agh! Come on, man!" Denki panicked, trying to remove the object, "Darn it! This doesn't count!" He pulled on the object as hard as he could, pulling out some eyebrow hairs as he finally removed it with a gasp. However, he realized then it was now stuck to his hands.
"Dammit, Mineta!" he shouted, earning only a snicker from the small hero.

"You're all a bunch of weaklings."

Everyone turned to the back corner of the room, where the voice came from. His hair was spikey blonde, and his overall attitude was dark and gritty. No one was even standing near him as his negative vibe was too strong, "An extra student doesn't mean anything," he continued, targeting Peter specifically, "I can take him down, no problem! So, don't start praising a zero for actually having value!"

"Ignore him," Momo reassured, "That's Katsuki Bakugo. He has very fowl manner!"

"I can hear you!"

"I know!"

Bakugo stood up, "You wanna fight me?! Huh?! I'll take you on right now!"

"Grow up!"

Midoriya avoided Bakugos gaze suddenly. It was subtle, but not enough to go over Peters head. He could sense that there was some history between them that he wasn't seeing.
One of the other students carefully approached Peter with a smile on her face. It was the pink girl that he spotted earlier. Looking closely now, he could see that she had black eyes with yellow iris's. Her appearance was likely related to whatever powers she had, same for the other strange looking students. He wasn't prejudice, in fact he was very curious about them.
"Hi there! My name is Mina Ashido!" She shook his hand strongly, gripping them tight, "I have the power to shoot corrosive acid from my body! And I was just wondering what your Quirk was?" She smiled brightly, inching a bit closer, "You didn't notice, but I was one of the ones you saved with that rope ability of yours! Not only do I thank you for that, but I really wanna know what else you can do! So, uh," She suddenly hugged him tightly, "Thank you!"
It was startling at first, but he actually liked the recognition. He doesn't often get thanked for saving people, he's usually blamed for them needing saving at all. Politely, he hugged her back with a smile, "You're welcome, Mina."
"I am rather curious myself," Momo joined in, "What exactly is your Quirk?"

"My quirk?" He questioned as Mina's hug ended, before he remembered that quirk was their term for super powers, "Right. Well, I can do anything a spider can. I have strength proportional to my body weight and mass. Super agility, and my bones are a lot stronger, so I can take falls and moving at high speeds. I can stick to walls-"
"Really?" Midoriya asked, "Wow! Just like Tsu!"

"Who?"

"He's talking about me," A girl said sitting at her desk. She had long dark green hair and was about as tall as Midorya. When she spoke, she sounded as though she had a cold, or built up mucous in her throat, "I'm Tsuyu Asui, but you can call me Tsu. My quirk is frog. I can do anything a frog can."
"Oh, wow!" Peter was genuinely surprised, "Our powers are based off lifeforms in nature, guess we have that in common."
"So what?" Bakugo interjected, "Those powers are stupid."

"Perhaps on their own," Momo retorted, "They can be basic. However, I can predict many tactical advantages when used together."
Midorya tugged on his shirt, grabbing Peters attention, "What about that rope power? You shot sticky rope from your wrists."
"Oh, actually that's not a power," He said, receiving surprised looks, "Those were my web shooters. Little bracelets that shoot a special substance that I made. Its laced with wet cement at the end that dries quickly after exposed to air. It dissolves after about an hour too, so I always have to make more."
"Whoa!" Mirodya exclaimed, pulling out his notebook and writing things down, "So you found that you lacked all the abilities that a spider possesses, so you created gear to match the aesthetic you were looking for. But how would you get that much fluid into small bracelets? They would have to be compressed down for a powerful release. What kind of compounds are used to make it? He said wet cement but that can't be the only component…"
Peter tried to get him to focus, but he just started ranting quietly to himself.

"You'll get used to that," Momo said, "It's something he does all the time. Now, we should probably sit down before the homeroom teacher comes in," She took a second to count the seats, "Oh…we don't seem to have an extra seat."
A loud clank got their attention as they turned to face the door. Aizawa was standing there, with an extra desk in front of him. He looked just as emotionless as when Peter met him outside, "I took the liberty of grabbing you an extra desk from the storage closet. Please don't ever ask me to do anything for you ever again."
"But…I didn't ask you."

"I can take the desk back-"

Peter quickly picks the desk up and lifts it over his head with ease, "Nope! This is mine! Sorry sir!"

As he carried it to the back, he wondered why he felt so afraid of Aizawa. Is this what everyone felt when he was around? Was it the mystery that was so intimidating, or that dead look in his eyes? Either way, he placed his seat right next to the last chair. Coincidentally, Momo came over and sat in that very chair, giving him a smile, "Good morning neighbor."
"Good morning," he sat down, letting his arms rest on the desk, "Thanks for what you did back there. I was starting to get overwhelmed."

"My pleasure, Peter. You definitely looked like you needed help. Our classmates are enjoyable, minus a few," She eyed Bakugo, who scoffed at her and turned back around, "You'll get used to them, promise."
"They all seem nice. Its just that telling people about …my quirk was not something I did back home. Secret identities are more heavily suggested."
"Mm, I see. To protect loved one's I would assume. I understand. You'll be safe here though, we have the best heroes teaching us."

Aizawa stood at the front of the class, almost lazily speaking, "So, let's address the elephant in the room. We have a student studying abroad for the semester. He's not an official part of the class so don't worry about getting kicked out. He's a temporary transfer from Marvel Caliber University in America. Introduce yourself to him if you please, I don't really care," he sighed, "Now, to asses his knowledge, he's getting a pop quiz. Of course, it wouldn't be fair to give it to just him, so you'll all be getting the quiz."
Everyone groaned at the same time, clearly not enjoying the idea of a pop quiz. As the papers were passed out, Peter got a look at some of the questions. Relief swept over him as his paper was done in full English text. The principal must have told Aizawa he couldn't read in Japanese, which will be very helpful. Some of the questions were normal, while others were based on actual hero work. He had never taking a quiz on what it means to be a hero, in fact the idea of it was rather skeptical. There was no grade on what it took to save someone's life, it was based more on experience. So, as he answered the questions, he simply stated what he would do if the situation was real.

While it took Peter roughly 7 minutes to finish his quiz, his neighbor Momo finished 4 minutes prior. To get through a quiz that fast either meant she skimmed it or was very intelligent when it came to hero work. She flipped her paper over faster than he had seen anyone at his old school. Usually, he was the first to finish depending on the subject. This girl really must have known her stuff if she could be done that soon.
Peter finished only a few minutes after her, earning a small glance of surprise from Momo. So far, they were the only two to finish while everyone else still worked. She smiled faintly, having respect for Peter and his intelligence.

Finally, the bell rung from the ceiling speakers.

Aizawa grabbed his supplies and walked over to the door, "Parker," He said, not even looking at him, "Step outside with me for a moment."

Even though he didn't understand, Peter did as he was told and exited the classroom with him. Aizawa carefully shut the door and stared him down.

"I want to address some of your answers from the quiz," he said, actual emotion in his voice now, "Question 12, specifically. The question asked what you would do if you had to choose between saving 3 adults, or 3 children. Choose one and the other dies."
"And?"

"It's multiple choice. You didn't fill in the bubble for either of them. Instead, you drew your own bubble and wrote 'both.' That wasn't one of the choices."

"Yes, it was," Peter said sternly.

"No, it-"

"Yes," he said again, standing his ground, "It was."

Peter said nothing further and went back into the classroom.

As they day went on, Peter made his way to the cafeteria for lunch. A lunch card was provided to him with his school outfit, so he didn't have to worry about not being able to eat. Just thinking about it, his stomach started to growl. When he left on that mission with the Avengers, he had skipped dinner rather than eating. He was rather excited after getting his own tray and food to munch on, food was a good way to get your mind off things.
He found a table at the other end of the cafeteria, where he could eat in peace. The students of Class 1-A were nice, but he just needed some time to think to himself. He knew why he was putting up the act; to use the school as protection, security, and taking advantage of the resources provided. That was something Tony taught him. When you're in a situation that's more confusing than logical, you must take advantage of your opportunities to get by. For now, this was his best course of action. On the plus side, perhaps he could learn something new about being a good hero.

A small clanking sound grabbed his attention as he looked up. Sitting across from him was the boy with green hair, Midoriya. He had just put his food down prior to sitting, and his face had a huge smile running across it. Midorya stared at Peter for a moment, as if trying to figure out what to say, or if he should even say anything. It was almost like he was studying him and every detail he had to offer. Sighing, Peter smiled and waved his hand, "Hello, Izuku."

"Hi," He replied, "Is it ok if I sit here? I don't mean to be a bother or anything."

Peter did want to sit alone originally, but Midoriya seemed like a nice kid and he just couldn't say no to that happy face, "Sure, it's fine with me."

Midorya turned around in his seat, looking behind him, "He said it's fine!"

Just as Peter gave him a confused look, two more students came closer and sat down. One was a girl, who sat next to Peter. Her hair was a short brown that went to her shoulders, and her cheeks both had small pink circles on them. It looked as though she was always blushing with that warm smile. The other student was a boy, at least a foot taller than them. His hair was deep blue, and his glasses sat firmly on his face. While Momo had an elegant vibe, this boy had more of a high-focus one.
"Hi there!" The girl spoke first, "Sorry to come unannounced, but we wanted to say hello to our new classmate! My name is Ochaco Ururaka."
"And you may call me Tenya Iida!" the other boy jumped in, "I'm the Class Representative of 1-A. I look forward to guiding you and our fellow students to our future as heroes!"

Despite their abrupt entrance, Peter smiled and laughed. They were both so full of energy, just as Midoriya was. It was hard to find people so excited to be in school like he was. Then again, this was a school for super heroes. So, perhaps it's already exciting by default. Still, it was refreshing from the usual tone of hating education.
"I'm Peter Parker," He said, looking between Ururaka and Tenya occasionally, "So, what can you guys do? Your quirks, I mean," He doubled back, looking at Midoriya, "Actually, let's aim that question at you too. I'm curious."
Midoriya almost looked nervous when asked the question, while the other two seemed more into it. You'd think asking about super powers would be more exciting for a fanatic like Midorya. He could simply be shy about the topic, either that his powers are too weak or too strong.
"Well," Ururaka started, "My power is gravity manipulation. If I touch an object, I can mess with its gravity. Though I can get a little sick if I do it for too long," She rubbed the back of her neck in embarrassment.
Tenya raised his hand, "My quirk is called Engine! I have engines in my calfs, allowing me to boost my momentum and move at super speed. They have several gears as well, so I can switch between speeds."
Peter raised his eyebrows at that. Out of many of the super powers he was aware of, that one was unique in detail. Having engines in your calf's must hurt, unless they are perfectly fused with his skin. Not the traditional super speed, but it gave him identity as a hero.
"Respect where its due, that's interesting," Peter said, "And here I am with just spider powers."

"Those are really cool though!" Ururaka exclaimed, pumping her fists in the air, "Its such a wide range of abilities!"

"I have to agree," Tenya adjusted his glasses, "While your powers individually have limits, together they prove a tactical advantage as stated by our vice representative. Many of our powers take time to master and develop, much like Midorya."
"What do you mean?"

Midoriya sighed, sitting up straight and locking his fingers together, "I have a special kind of super strength. I charge power into a part of my body, giving it a burst of strength that I can use. However, I can't control it just yet," he suddenly looked sad, "Whenever I use my power, I break my body. If I punch, my arm breaks. If I flick a finger, that breaks too. If not for recovery girl, our school nurse, I'd still be in the infirmary after the entrance exam."

It wasn't that his power was too weak, rather too strong even for him. His body isn't ready to handle the power he can generate. That means he must have to limit when he uses it, focusing more on skill than raw power.
"That's rough," Peter said, "But hey, I think that's still a pretty cool power. Once you gain control, I bet you'll be unstoppable."
Midorya suddenly looked up, smiling at him, "Thanks, Peter. When I finally got my quirk, I was so happy. Usually they develop at a young age, but mine never did. Not …until this year. That's why I can't control it yet."
"I get that," Peter said, wanting to find a way to relate to him, "Actually…I got my powers last year."
All three of them jumped in surprise, Midoriya especially, "What?!" he said, "Wait- you too?!"

"Mmhm," He confirmed, "Most of my life, people picked on me for being weaker, and for being the nerd of our school. I always hated it and wished I could get back at them," he sat back, recalling the events. He realized they may not understand the part about the spider, but they may understand the rest, "I was walking home from a science exhibit when it happened. A car came barreling down the street, heading right for me. Suddenly I got this …ringing feeling in my head that was telling me to move. I saw the car and jumped to the nearest building. But when I hit the wall, I stuck to it!"
"So, you discovered you had a spider quirk. And this was only last year?" Midorya almost seemed happy, and genuinely curious, "Wow, that's amazing. Quirks usually emerge at childhood, or not at all. I thought I was the only case of a late quirk."
"You said you felt a ringing in your head," Tenya asked, "What does that mean?"

"It's one of my powers," Peter pointed to his head, "I call it a spider-sense. To dumb it down, I get a warning anytime I'm in danger, or when the environment around me gets a sudden and abrupt change. Though, it's up to me to react when I get that warning."

"A danger sense?!" Midoriya shouted, pulling out his notebook and beginning to write, "How would that even be possible? Are there spiders in nature with that sort of ability? Or perhaps he doesn't mean it in the literal sense. There could be spiders that have high senses of their surroundings. But it seems like he doesn't control when its turned on, so how does that work for him? Which part of the brain reacts to those warnings? Perhaps his sensory nervous system reacts and processes information at higher speeds than most humans. That would make the most sense…"

"Does he …do that often?" Peter asked, receiving a nod from both of his new friends.

"He does," Ururaka replied, "It's kind of cute though, though slightly irritating to some of the other students," She turned her body parallel to his, "So, I bet you showed those bullies a piece of your mind after you got your powers!" She was getting really pumped up real fast.

At her assumption, Peter looked down at the table. The fact was that this wasn't the case at all, "No, actually, they continued to bully me after that."

"What? Why? With your powers, why didn't you stop them?"

He sighed, looking at her sternly, but not unfriendly, "I could do so many things after I got my powers. I could have thrown Flash Thompson in a locker for all the times he did to me. I could have hung him by his underwear on the school flag. I could have used my abilities to win at sports and become popular. But with all this power, to use it that way would be …irresponsible. My powers shouldn't affect who I am, I didn't want to become the bully just to get back at other bullies."

Ururaka's enthusiasm dropped as she listened to him speak. It was sad that he never tried to get back at the people who belittled him, but it made sense why. He didn't want to become like the bullies he hated so much. It would be like taking 2 steps forward and one step back.

"A wise choice," Tenya stated, "Abusing our abilities for selfish gain is irresponsible of us as heroes."

"Agreed," Peter said, "We have this amazing power. So, isn't it our duty to use it responsibly?"

He earned nods of respect from them, a small signature that their friendship had begun.