"Ka-chaaaaan!"

I sweatdropped as Miko-chan fell to the floor dramatically with tears spurting from her eyes.

"D-Dear...please calm down." Mito-chan's husband, Rui, requested with a nervous smile. Rui is five years older than Miko-chan and had pure silver hair. His quirk allows him to stretch out his arms to any distance. It's a pretty cool quirk if you ask me. You would never have to get up for anything, ever.

"Waaaah! How can I calm down if Ka-chan is going to Yuuei?!" She yelled while balling up her fist.

Rui sweat dropped at his wife, still smiling. "I know how you feel sweetheart, but what about we celebrate more than cry?"

She looked up with her honey brown eyes, a tint of happiness in them. "Ah yes! Why should I be crying?!" She wiped her eyes before springing onto me, pulling me into a headlock. "I'm so proud of you- negh!"

"Stop!" I shouted while pushing her head away from my freshly curled hair. "You're going to ruin it!"

"Erm swrey! (I'm sorry!)" She slurred out before tugging onto my right arms bandage. Before I could say a word, she lifted up a spare piece of cloth and blew her nose into it. "I'm just so emotional, I can't help it!"

Rui tugged the older women off of me making the wet cloth fall onto my shoulder. "Dear, what about you go get the egg salad ready. Hmm?"

Miko-chan nodded her head before stumbling into the kitchen. Rui turned his head to me with the same nervous smile. "I'm sorry Katsumi-chan, you know how it is." He chuckled while shyly rubbing the back of his neck.

I nodded my head before giving the used cloth a look of discomfort. "I need to change my bandage, I'll be down afterwords."

Rui nodded his head before dragging his feet across the titled floor and into the kitchen to help Miko-chan. I stood there for a moment before slowly heading up the stairs to my bedroom.

After arriving to my room I headed straight to the open door leading to my personal bathroom. School starts up tomorrow and I have to admit, I'm kinda excited. Not that I would tell anyone about my excitment. For crying out loud, I'm going to be attending the high school the number one hero went to! Not that im a big fan of All Might like Izuku-kun is, but it's still pretty cool.

My bathroom was a pretty decent size, enough to let six people get ready at once. The whole room was white titled and shined as if I just polished it. There was a see through shower with sliding glass panels, the kinda shower you see in horror movies.

I looked at my neatly curled hair in the mirror before pouting at the thick piece of hair pointing up. My 'antenna', as Izuku-kun calls it, was the only piece of hair I couldn't get down which kinda annoyed me. I took all that time to make myself look nice in my black dress just for that stupid piece of hair to stick up like a sore thumb.

Peeling my eyes from the mirror, I start to rummage through one of the draws for a couple seconds before finding an extra roll of medical cloth.

I walk into my bedroom with the roll in hand before slipping off my black flats and throwing myself against the mattress. I start to unwrap the cloth with delicate but quick movements.

I stare at the scarred skin on my right arm. It's been nearly a whole year since the sludge incident and my skin looks like I put random colored patches up and down my whole arm. There were spots that were a normal shade to match my skin but there where spots that are either darker or lighter. I couldn't help but wonder if my quirk can still work with this handicapped arm.

I push the thought to the back of my head as I begin to wrap up the ugly arm with furrowed eyebrows.

After i informed Katsuki of my acceptance letter, he didn't speak to me. I suppose he's upset about not being the only kid from our school to get accepted to Yuuei (I bet he was even angrier that Izuku-kun got accepted too).

"Ka-chaaaan~!" I hear a voice call out from somewhere down the hallway. I shake my head as I finish wrapping up my arm.

"Yes Miko-chan?" I answer back immediately, slipping my feet into my flats and swinging my bedroom door open.

She stood there with a toothy smile. "Lunch is all ready!" She exclaimed while twirling around in her spot.

Ever since I've known Miko-chan she has always been enthusiastic, which I guess made her the perfect baby sitter. She was kind hearted and a bit of a cry baby. But her antics are a bit over dramatic.

I nodded my head as I stepped out into the hallway. "Alright, let's not keep Rui waiting." I stated before leading the way back to the kitchen.

It wasn't a normal thing thay Rui came over, mostly for hoildays or my birthday (which funny enough is on Christmas) but I guess his need to congratulate me was beyond doing his job at his office in the city.

It was oddly quiet at we walked down the stairs, too odd. Miko-chan is always bursting with undeniable energy that seemed to come out of no where, just like an energetic five year old. I looked at the ginger haired women for a moment before I started to speak.

"You seem distracted, what's wrong?"

My voice seemed to startle her, making her miss a step and narrowly hit her head against the railing if it wasn't for my fast reflexes. My arms wrapped around her sides as I rested my head against her tense shoulder. "Be careful." I mummer as I pull away from the adult, my arms still around her.

I peel back my head to stare at the women who offered me another smile. "Ah, sorry Ka-chan. I was just lost in thought."

My eyes linger on her brown orbs before I let her straighten up. "It's alright, let's hurry up though."

"Mhm!" She happily giggled, her serious demeanor completely melted aeay making me sweat drop. Maybe this women is super bipolar. Not that I would be really surprised by that though.

As the two of us reached the very last floor, Miko-chan suddenly turned back to look at me. I raised one eye at the older women before she started to talk.

"Are you going to visit your parents and tell them the good news?"

My breath got caught in my throat as I stared at her. I was planning on doing it later to be completely honest, but I didnt plan on admitting it to anyone. I havent visited them since the anniversary, like I always do. But since I know they would be so proud of me and my accomplishment if they were here, I knew I should go and speak to them about the good news.

"...yeah." I mumbled, pushing past the adult. "C'mon, I'm starving."

~

It felt moist when I stood alone on a small hill at the cemetery. The sun was slowly going down, painting the sky a crimson color. I was still in my short sleeved black dress, clutching a bouquet of 12 roses. It was still spring time so thankfully the weather wasn't unbearable, yet.

In front of me where two graves staring at my naked legs. The dress only went so low. I bent down to place the bouquet in between the two with soft eyes.

On my left side read; 'Here lies a brave hero who forver be remembered. A beloved Father. Kou Matsumoto. January 3, 1978- August 20, 2007.'

On my right, an identical grave had the same type of carvings. 'Here lies a brave hero who forever will be remembered. Beloved Mother. Kikyo Matsumoto. April 23, 1980- August 20, 2007.'

I squated down before closing my eyes. "Hey Mom. Hey Dad..." I run a hand through my curls for a moment before smiling. "It's been a while since I've seen you two...how's it been going?"

There wasn't an answer, as if there was going to be one. They have been long gone but I still couldnt help the pang in my chest because of the silence.

"There's something wanted to tell you two..." I leaned my head down towards the ground before smilig saddly. "I...I made it to Yueei!"

I couldn't control it.

The cracking in my voice.

The shudder that went through my heart.

The tears that slid down my cheeks.

"I b-bet yo..u guys would be so p-proud of me...!" I sniffled, letting the salty tears hit the floor. "A-a-although I'm not sure how well I'll do..."

Images of my parents flashed in my mind. My mother holding me up in the sky with her wind quirk, not letting me go too far. The first time they showed me their suits. The smiles the three of us shared. I missed those days. I missed them.

"I'll make you proud of me!"

My hands clutched onto the stones as I begun to cry harder. I smushed my face in the small space inbetween the two graves as I cried. And I couldn't help but feel as if the two of them where chanting me on from the other side. Silently, but proud. The thought put a smile on my face.

"T-thank you guys...f-for everything..." I muttered, letting a few more tears slip out. "I'll make you proud." I stated one more time before pulling away.

I sat there in silence as I wiped my tears from my face, still having that small smile on my face. "High school starts tomorrow and I cant wait. My two best frienda will be there too," my mind wandered to Katsuki's angry face and to Izuku-kun's crying one. "Im sure I'll be fine, so dont worry about me."

I looked up to the sky too see that it was already dark. "Oh man, it's late, I need to get a good nighta aleep for tomorrow, I hope you guys understand." I stood up from my kneeling spot, ignoring the wet feeling on my knees.

I bent down, positioning myself in a 90 bow. "I'll see you teo next time, good night Mommy, Daddy."

I turned around and started to walk towards the exit, feeling sad but determined for the new day.

~8:00 The Next Morning~

Thankfully my home wasn't that far from Yuuei, about a twenty mintue walk. But being the lazy person I am, I took my skateboard and arrived in ten minutes.

Yuuei High School is a world known school, having the best education for aspiring heroes. A lot of pro hero's teach here as well and I wonder if it was any hero I might of seen at my parents buarial ceremony a couple years back.

I even heard a rumor that All Might might teach this year.

I push the thought to the back of my head. All Might is a busy man and probably doesn't have the time in his busy schedule to teach snot nosed childern.

Yuuei was probably three times the size of my home, making all the hallways look the damn same kinda made me mad. How the hell are you suppose to know if you're in the right wing or not?!

After running probably five city blocks, I arrived at a large door, probably the size of three Katsumi's, labeled 1-A. I sighed in relief. Finally.

Checking my cell phone I was kinda happy I arrived about twenty minutes early. I smiled to myself as I opened the door to the room.

The moment the door slid open, all converstaions in the room came to a immediate stop. I looked up from the door to see about twenty or so kids around my age staring at me.

"I-It's her!" I heard someone mutter.

"That's Matsumoto-san! I heard she's super scary!"

Oh great, rumors about me already spreaded.

"Big Boob-chan!"

My eye twitched. I can't believe thay little runt was able to make it into the hero course. I was sure the kid was taking the test for a laugh. Maybe he did try it for a laugh and got in by accident.

I let the comment slide as I glanced around. There were several seat still open to my relief. There were three empty rows of seats near the windows which I bolted for. Taking the one in the middle, I slid myseld into the seat and trained my eyes to look to my side.

There was about four students I immediately recognized. First was the red head boy that i met at the test who was waving at me. "Good morning Matsumoto-chan!"

I grinned at the boy, holding up my hand as well. "Good morning, Kirishima-kun."

"Whoa dude, you know that chick?!" The boy behind him with bleach blond hair, jerked his elbow into the red heads ribs.

Kirishima-kun shyly rubbed the back of his head with a small smile. "Uh, kinda. We met at the testing area."

Blocking out the rest of their conversation, my eyes lingered on grape head before they directed their attention to the box boy in the back. He wasn't really looking at me but doing what I was doing, glancing around the room and looking at our classmates. Not that I held anything against box boy, I just don't partially like his existence at the moment. The first time we talked to eachother flashed through my mind, making me pucker my lips. I was hoping box boy failed.

The last person I recongized was a lone boy in the middle row, sitting in the last seat. He didn't look up or anything but I could just tell who he was becuase of his hair. Todoroki Shoto, son of Endeavor, the No.2 hero in the world. I remember seeing him and his Father at the burial ceremony a few years back. His Father was one of those people who offered me a spot in their agencies when I became older and more deveploed with my quirk. Not that I ever planned to go to Todoroki's Father, he seemed like a nasty man.

"What the hell are you looking at Katsumi?!" A voice yelled right next to my ear, making me jump.

"K-K-Kastuki!" I stuttered as the ash blond plopped into the seat in front of me. Huh, when did he get here?

Plopping his feet on top of the desk, he turned to give me a side ways smirk. "You should of been paying attention then."

The nerve of this guy!

I give the boy a look before sighing. "Fine, whatever." I pull myself up on top of the desk so I was slightly talking into his ear, but not close enough where he could hit me. "So are you excited for the new-"

"Hey, you there!" My eyebrow twitched just a smiget as I was suddenly enterupted by a loud booing voice, and not Katsuki's loud and rude one. No, a voice much worse than his.

Katsuki and I turned our heads to see the one and only box boy frowning at us. "Don't you think it's disrespectful to our classmates and upper classmen, who sat here, to put your feet on the table, and to luxury lay on it as well?!"

"Ehh??" Katsuki and I yelled. His a more taunting tone as mine was a more of an annoyed growl.

"What school did you come from, you dammed side character?!" Katsuki yelled back at him, getting real close to his face.

I stared at Katsuki, my fury coming off in dangerous waves around me. "My name is Iida Tenya! I come from Sumei High School!" He announced while wildly waving his plane directing hands.

Huh, he really did come from one of those stuck up schools. Even I went to a public school. "A damn elite, huh?!" Katsuki laughed. I could already feel his competitive side showing it's rear end. "More of a reason why I should end you!"

"End me?!" Box boy yelled with a suprised look. "What kind of hero do you plan to become?!"

"At least he ain't no box boy." I grumble as I slide deeper into my seat afer feeling millions of eyes trained on us. My ears bruned and I averted my eyes downwards.

Nothing was said from Box boy, or Iida, making me feel slightly relived. After a few moments of silence I looked up to see Katsuki angirly staring at the door. I follow his glaze to see the one boy i knew was dying for this day. Dreaming of this day.

"Izuku-kun!" I happily sung before springing up from my seat. Even though Izuku-kun was currently speaking to that damned box boy, I hurled myself at the green head, making our heads collide into each other.

"K-K-K-Kastumi!" The timid boy sqeaked out as I hugged him for a moment. I don't make it a usual thing for me to show affection in public but I couldn't help the excitment beam off of me.

I pull back from the boy and smile at him. "I'm glad we both go in!" I simply state.

Izuku-kun was a blushing mess as he scratched the back of his head in a panic type of manner. "A-ah, yes! I-I-I'm happy as well!"

"What the hell is up with that formal type of speaking?!" Box boy yelled next to me as I sweatdropped.

As Izuku-kun was getting over his little scene, the door behind him slowly slid open. I peaked over Izuku-kun's shoulder to see a girl a little shorter than I am with a pixie cut and long brown bangs walk in. Looking at the girl I couldn't help but wonder if her cheeks felt as soft as they look.

"Oh, its you!" She yelled as her wide brown eyes landed on Izuku-kun's curly locks. "The curly haired kid!"

Izuku-kun immediately turned around to look at the girl. She shut the door before coming up to the four of us. "You made it just like Present Mic said!" The girl then started to punch the air enthusiasticly. I wonder just how she has so much energy this damn early in the morning. "Yay, way to go you! And that punch was out of this world!"

Not that I know what exactly what the girl was blabbering about, I couldn't help but smile. "Ah!" She turned to me with bright smile while offering me her hand. "It's nice to meet you!"

As i was about to stick my hand with her's, I got a sudden shudder thay made my attention become sharp. Looking over the smaller girls shoulder, I was first to notice the human sized caterpillar

on the floor. "If you're going to be hunting for buddies," holy crap! It's talking!

"Do it somewhere else."

All the conversation behind us went dead silent, just like when i first came in. The girl in front of me turned around and allowed me a better look at the caterpillar like creature on the ground.

After realizing it was a giant yellow sleeping bag covering a shady looking man, I felt my eyes budlge out as the dude pull out what looked like a pouch of juice. "This is the hero course." He stated in a monotone voice before putting the pouch into his mouth and viciously sucking on it.

Who the hell is this guy?!

Shifting around in the sleeping bag, the shady man pulled out a long clothed arm before pulling at the zipper. "It took you lot eigth seconds to quiet down. Life is short, kids. You all are lacking in common sense."

When does getting quiet have to do with common sense?

I watched at the yellow caterpillarman morf into a tall, almost pale butterfly with a washed up look to himself. Bags under his eyes, blood shot eyes, long black hair, an unkept beard. He looked like the definition of washed up.

"My name is Aizawa Shouta, I'm your homeroom teacher. Pleasure meeting you." Then why the hell does he look so bored then?

Wait...did he just say homeroom teacher?! This shady looking dude? Just who the hell is this guy?!

Plucking the sleeping bag off the floor, Aizawa-sensei rummaged around in it for a momdnt before pulling out a blue, red, and white jump suit. Pushing one into Izuku-kun's hands the washed up teacher then stated; "Put these on and shove off to the P.E. grounds. And hurry up, we don't have all day."

So after Aizawa-sensei had disrupted each student a uniform, we were left wondering just who in the hell we got stuck with for the rest of the year.