"Ochaco! Time to wake up! You're going to be late from school!"

"Urgh... YES MOM!"

In the bed, awaken by her sleep, lies a teenage girl. She rolls twice in her bed by annoyance, but being unaware of her surroundings, she drops onto the floor. Groaning and scratching her back, she got up and went to the closet, picking her everyday suit. Reddish skirt, white shirt with long sleeves and long black socks.

While packing the things from her table into her backpack, she finally picked the book on her table. Or rather, her diary. She smiled and slowly opened it, finding loads of pages filled with notes from past years 'till this date. But there was one day that still kept her mind thinking of it.

7th of June, 2009.

Dear diary, I had a fun day today! I got to do lots of things with mom and dad! We went to the store and beach! It has been long time since we went there together, as a family. They've been too busy with the work and getting us money that they just don't have any time to spend with me, so I keep playing with the neighbors. But something else happened today. We met a new boy, who was really weird. He acted weird and didn't want to play with us either. He told us it wasn't worth the time. I just hope everything's fine with him! Anyway, I will write again tomorrow! Goodnight!

Ochaco Uraraka

Ochaco closed the book and let her thoughts fly through her mind. She felt bad for the boy for some odd reason, even though she can't even recall him telling his name or anything. Then her bedroom's door opened, with confused mom bursting in.

"What are you still doing in here? You need to get going!"

"Yes yes..."

Her mom noticed the diary in her hands and smiled, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"You found the diary? I still remember the days when you kept writing into it every night, revisiting the events you had during the day. You looked so happy."

"Geez, mom... Whatever you're planning on the future, please do not tell about this to anyone."

"Come on now, Ochaco. You don't want to be late from school on the first day."

Her mom smirked and started to make her way downstairs. She left the diary onto the table, put the backpack into her back and made her way to the main door.

"I will see you this afternoon!"

"Alright sweetie! Have a good day at school!"

Ochaco run out from the home, only to hear her mom call her out;

"You forgot your breakfast!"

"Don't worry about it! I'll go grab something from the cafeteria with Iida!" and lets out a wide smile.

Today was first day of school. For the whole summer vacation, she had been going out with her friends, traveled to countless places and such. Just right before vacation, she made promise with two of her best friends, that they would look after one another during the upcoming year of school.

Oh, she hasn't introduced herself yet properly? Name's Ochaco Uraraka. She's 16 years old and 5'7 feet tall. As stated, she doesn't really have that much friends, except for her two best ones. She is cheerful, full of happiness and kindhearted.

Ochaco passed the school's bus station, finally making her way at the main gates. As she looked at the giant building in front of her, a hand rested onto her left shoulder. She turned to her left, only to see one of the best friends, Tenya Iida.

"Long time no see, Ochaco."

Tenya Iida. Age of 17, around 5'10 tall and probably the smartest guy in the school. He usually gets along pretty well with others at the school but likes to hang out with someone more familiar to him. Like Ochaco in example.

"What do you mean "long time"? It was literally last week the last time we hanged out."

He laughed and started to walk inside to the building. First thing they've noticed was how different it looked from last year at the inside; from white walls to mixed colours depending on the floors, new plates on the ground, new lockers and more benches at the hall.

Iida smiles, "You know, I hardly recognize this is our school..."

"You don't say..."

"What's up you two? Are you really that surprised of the new transformation? You should remember how broken and old the last year's school looked like."

They turned around towards the voice, only to find out their other friend, Shoto Todoroki and his gang.

Shoto Todoroki. Age of 16, height 5'8 and is called as the "hottest guy of second years". He plays in the school's basketball team, well, is the captain of that team instead, helping him gain more popularity among the students.

"Yeah we do, but we didn't really expect this kind of." Iida responds.

"Shall we go to the first lesson?"

They started following Todoroki's group since they didn't have any idea where it was. Even though the school isn't that big, walking from floor to floor was about to feel like an eternity. But as soon as they got onto the second floor, Ochaco stopped by. Iida notices this and lifts his eyebrow;

"Is there something wrong?"

"No no. Just wondering."

She turned around, only to crash into another student. They both crash down onto the floor, opposite from each others. She slowly starts to get up, scratching her forehead in pain, but soon sets her eyes onto the other student. It was a boy, hoodie lifted onto his head, only reflecting the small glimpse of his greenish hair and frown look. Iida rushed to her;

"Are you okay?!"

"I'm fine.. but what about him?" and Iida walks to him, offering his hand.

"I'm sorry about my friend. She can be clumsy sometimes. It didn't hurt too much, did it?"

To his surprise, the boy didn't answer anything, instead got up himself, grabbed his backpack and started to walk to the lower floors. Iida started to scratch his head and turned towards Ochaco.

"Clumsy huh?"

"Don't take it too seriously. Besides, isn't it kind of true?"

"Hmph... let's continue walking to the class, shall we?"

He nodded, leading them to continue to the third floor where Todoroki's group headed. Their first class was in the second last room of the hallway. Opening the door, they noticed everyone else were already on their seats, leaving them to be the last ones. Except for one more in the back.

As they prepared for the class, a whole new person they've never seen before walked in. He looked around 30's or so. Glasses on his head and nice suit on.

"It's so nice to meet you all. My name is Mark and I will be your homeroom teacher from now on. Hopefully we can all get along pretty well."

New teacher, huh? In honesty, he looked kind of smart with the glasses on his head. Just like Iida. Ochaco couldn't help but giggle, leaving the teacher puzzled. As she was about to open her backpack, Iida walked next to her;

"Talking about new people, just who was that guy from before?"

Ochaco put her finger under her chin, letting thoughts flow through her mind. Again. "Now that you bring it up, I really don't know myself. He didn't seem like he was from here, or at least I have seen him before."

"Well, he did seem like he was around our age, but something felt weird."

She turned her look towards him and raised the left eyebrow. What did he mean? She didn't feel anything being odd, or... did she? At least at that moment, she didn't think about it at all. Maybe it was because he seemed shy or something. This question left hanging in her mind.

"The expression of his, I kind of got chills from him."

"Well, I don't think there's anything off. I mean, we could try and talk to him the ne-"

Before she could finish, the classroom's door opened. Mark took his sight towards the door, but quickly returned towards the class.

"We have a new student everyone. If you please, greet him properly. Please come in, Izuku."

Green messy-haired boy, around of age 16-17, walked through the door to in front of the class. First expression Ochaco had was... surprised and confused at the same time. As she started to take a closer look at him, first noticeable thing was his face. He looked tired, or is he sad? He didn't smile at all, his eyes were halfway through open and his hands were inside his jean's pockets. As soon as his eyes laid with hers, she quickly looked away. Kind of blushing in embarrassment. Iida noticed this and without hesitation, smirks.

"Eh... uh my name is Izuku Midoriya... Uhh... I'm 16... To be honest I'm not good in that many stuff, but I will try my hardest."

With that, he quickly bows his head and looks at Mark. The whole class was confused, and quickly they started to mumble with each others instead of being silent.

"Sigh. So, where do you want me to sit, teacher?"

Izuku took a look around himself, only finding one available seat left. Right next to her. Izuku mumbles quietly and moves there before Mark can even say anything. He moves slowly, looking at the ground. Passing through the looking eyes at every direction. He just didn't exactly want this. He's never really been good at being at the attention of most of the people. But, he didn't care at all.

As soon as he comes across Ochaco, he glanced at her, noticing she quickly looks at the other direction. Blushing, again. Maybe she was sick or something... but that didn't end there. A hand came onto his right shoulder, belonging to blond spiky-haired kid. Was he looking for a fight?

"Well well well, it's good to have some newbies in here. We really hope you'll enjoy your time in here, aye?"

"Pfft. Whatever..."

Then slightly removes his hands off from his shoulder. But right before sitting down onto his chair, he stops;

"Just to be clear... I do not like to be around people. I don't like people harassing, annoying or talk to me. And most certainly, I am not looking for friends. That's out of the question. Thank you for your cooperation..." and with that, he sits down.

He opens his backpack and takes the books out onto the table. Ochaco rests her head onto her arm on the table and glances him off the corner. Having the urge to talk with him. But, apparently he doesn't want anyone. She closes her eyes as the teacher starts to talk about the first lesson of the day.

"What a way to start a brand new day..."