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"This means someone is talking."

'This means someone is thinking to themselves.'

This means it's a flashback.

*This means it's a sound effect!*

{This means I'm speaking in a different language!}

Angel in a Gilded Cage

"You're in the hero course?"

"Um… yeah? Aren't you?"

The recent conversation played itself over and over again in Angel's mind as she made her way to the cafeteria, trying to come up with a reason as to why it ended the way that it did.

Why had Shinso acted like that? Did he really have something else he needed to do or had she said something wrong? Was it because she said she was in the hero course?

'Is he not in the other hero class?' She pondered. 'But that doesn't make sense! With a quirk like his, he would be a shoo-in!'

She sighed, confused and weary. 'Man, socializing isn't all it's cracked up to be.' She thought, raising her head in time to spot the lineup leading to the smell of food. Off to the side, she could see Iida and Uraraka, the latter immediately noticing her and cheerfully waving. A certain greenette was oddly absent.

"Angel-chan! Over here!"

Taking the invitation, she sidestepped through the traffic, her nerves shaking a little as she pushed past the other students.

"Where's Midoriya-kun?" She asked as she joined them at the wall.

"Get this! We were on our way to meet you here, then All-Might shows up and invites Deku-kun to eat lunch with him!" Uraraka whispered excitedly!

Angel's jaw dropped! "All-Might asked him to lunch?!" She gasped!

"It appears to be so!" Iida nodded.

"But… why?"

He shrugged. "Perhaps it has something to do with him jumping in when All-Might was fighting at USJ? Kirishima told me about it." He suggested. "Or maybe it has something to do with their quirks? Asui-san said it herself that day that their strength quirks are fairly similar."

'That is true.' She thought. Perhaps the pro wanted to impart some advice to Midoriya on controlling his power. He did keep breaking his body whenever he used it after all.

"Speaking of," Uraraka interjected. "...now that you're here, we may as well get lunch now. I'm getting hungry!"

"You are correct. In that case, do you want to find us a spot somewhere to eat while we get our food Angel-chan?"

She was about to say yes, but stopped herself. Hadn't she sworn not to let her fears control her life anymore? They're just people! She had friends! She could do this!

"I… I want to try to eat in the cafeteria!" She declared!

Both of her friends' eyes widened.

"Are… are you sure?" Uraraka asked. "Didn't you say that you wanted to take things slow?"

"Y-Yeah but-! I mean! What are crowds to real villains right?" She stammered.

They looked at each other then tentatively nodded.

"If you think you can handle it, I guess we will give it a shot!" Iida smiled.

'This was a horrible idea!'

Angel swallowed nervously as she stepped forward in the line at the serving station. There were so many people around her! Were they looking at her?! Did they think she was acting weird?! She had no clue! She was just doing everything in her power to not bolt or curl into a ball on the floor!

In fact, the only thing preventing her from doing so was her friends flanking her on either side, Iida in front while Uraraka was in the back! They were there to support her, so she could do it right?!

"I can do this! I can do this! I can do this! I can do this!" She chanted under her breath, trying to keep her mind off of how many people were around her.

"I can do this! I can do this! I can-!"

"Hey!"

She was jolted out of her trance by the head chef Lunch Rush, who was standing on the other side of the clear glass barrier, waving to get her attention with one of his stained gloves!

"Are you going to order something? You are holding up the line." He asked sternly, yet politely.

"S-S-Sorry!" She ground out! "F-F-F-Fried r-r-rice please!" She requested, her words practically tripping over her tongue she was so nervous!

A minute later, she had retrieved her tray filled with steaming, brown rice, paid at the register and made her way to where Iida was waiting to the side of the kitchen. Then they waited for Uraraka to join them, all the while Angel tried not to spill her food with how shaky she was!

"You're holding up okay?" Uraraka asked as she stepped out of the line.

"S-Sure!" Angel squeaked!

"Sooo… where are we sitting then?"

"I've got an idea." Iida answered.

He led them to the far side of the cafeteria, Uraraka guiding Angel with a hand on her sleeve, the physical contact serving to calm her down a bit. In a minute, they were at an empty table against a window looking out at the courtyard.

"My plan is for Angel-chan to sit here," He pointed at the seat on the end facing the window. "...so you are looking out the window and away from everyone else. Uraraka-san and I will sit on either side, so you will be focused on us and the calming view of the outdoors!" He declared dramatically, as if unveiling an amazing invention!

Angel stood still as she processed his plan. It made sense! Out of sight, out mind right? If all she had to focus on in her vision was her friends and the outdoors, she'd be less likely to notice all the people around her!

"You've... really thought this through!" She said, in awe that he would put this much effort in for her sake.

"A class rep's responsibility is to ensure the comfort and safety of their colleagues!" He proudly announced! "Now lets see if it works!"

At his instruction, Angel sat down in her assigned seat while the other two set themselves next to her. Immediately, she was astounded at how relaxed she felt! Regardless of whether it was because of where she was focused or just a placebo effect, it was working! She could still hear the clamor behind her, but without the visual reminder of the crowd, she could imagine it being way less than it actually was!

"I… I think it's working!" She gasped, her eyes lighting up with glee! She eagerly started eating, relishing the taste of the fresh gourmet food, but most of all, the liberating feeling of accomplishment!

"Eeeee! I can't believe Deku-kun is missing this!" Uraraka cheered, throwing her arms in the air! "Great work Iida-kun!"

"Thanks. Shame that Midoriya-kun isn't here."

'Yeah, shame.' Angel thought ruefully. She would have liked it if he, the person who led the effort to help her had been here.

Then she decided to look at the bright side. She had just made a HUGE leap towards overcoming her anxiety! Midoriya would want her to be happy about it right now, not moping!

She snapped her fingers! "Wait! Maybe we can surprise him next time!"

"Great idea! That sounds like fun! Let's keep it a secret until then!" Uraraka jumped excitedly in her seat!

"Keep what a secret?!"

All three of them jumped at the sudden voice, Angel herself started choking on her rice!

"Oh crap! Sorry about that Angel-chan!" A floating female uniform moved into her vision next to Uraraka, a tray of food hovering in front of it!

"Cough! Cough! T-Toru-chan?!" She sputtered!

"Yeah! Didn't mean to almost kill ya there!" The invisible girl apologized as Angel cleared her throat with her orange juice.

"It's okay Toru-chan!" She shook her head, smiling at seeing the friend from USJ for the first time in a week.

"Can I sit with you guys?"

"Sure! Midoriya couldn't make it, so his seat's all yours!" Iida gestured to the chair on the far end of the table across from Angel.

"Sweet!" She chirped and jumped in! "So how're you guys doing?"

"Oh! Um… we're all doing fine!" Uraraka assured her, taking a nervous look at Angel. "As best as we can be!"

Angel appreciated her concern and attempt at preserving her privacy, but decided to push the conversation into a more natural direction.

"Yep! Just glad to be back! How are you doing?"

"I'm doing pretty good! I am pretty miffed about the news reports about USJ though!"

"How so? Did they say something slanderous?" Iida inquired.

"No! I couldn't find myself in a single photo! It's like they deliberately avoided taking a picture of me, or maybe they edited me out?!" She complained, making her audience laugh or snort in amusement at the fact that she sounded one hundred percent serious!

"What's so funny? Why're you laughing?"

So there they sat, eating, talking and laughing and Angel loved every second of it.

It was such a pleasant experience, she momentarily forgot all of her problems, letting herself live in the moment.

After a satisfying lunch, the heroes-in-training reconvened in their classroom where they were instructed to get changed and arrive at Gym Gamma for the day's lesson.

Angel pulled her suit over her head, taking pleasure in the feeling of the fabric and mesh on her skin, sighing with content as she flexed her hand inside her fingerless glove.

It felt good to be back in costume. It was liberating in a sense, as if she was closer to the person that she desired to be when she wore it. Kind of like kids dressing up as their favourite heroes or characters for halloween(not that she remembered ever doing it herself), except in her case she was working on becoming the real deal.

"Our first hero class in more than a week! Hopefully this doesn't work out like the last one!" She heard Ashido joke darkly from behind her.

"I don't think many people will appreciate that joke Mina-chan." Asui answered bluntly.

"Oh come on! What's a crazy situation if you can't lighten up about it?" The pink girl protested while Angel affixed her visor over her eyes. Taking a glance at herself in the wall mounted mirror, she met the gaze of the girl standing across from her.

'Do I really look that scared?'

Indeed, her reflection radiated a sense of unease, of expectant distress. And she knew why.

It was going to be the first time since the… incident, that she used her powers. She knew that she was going to be training to gain control for the sole purpose of preventing something like that from ever happening again.

She couldn't help but worry regardless.

She took a deep breath, tearing her eyes away and slammed her locker closed.

"Are you alright there Hodunk-san?" She looked over her shoulder to see Yaoyorozu standing there, a concerned look on her face.

They hadn't interacted much since the quirk apprehension test despite being desk neighbours. She had learned with the rest of the class that she was one of the two recommendation students along with Todoroki and it showed thanks to her ability to create any object from her body as well as her keen intellect. Despite that, she seemed like a caring individual, fitting for her role as vice-class representative.

With all the things that had been happening, she hadn't been able to get to know her.

Maybe it was about time that she corrected that.

"Yeah, just thinking…"

"About what?" The taller girl pressed, making Angel grasp at straws for a believable story.

"O-Oh! About um… my costume design! I was wondering if there's anything I can do to improve it!" She said, plastering as real of a smile as she could onto her face. She could feel it wasn't at all convincing.

Yaoyorozu raised a brow, making Angel sweat. Then brightly smiled!

"Oh! Really? Maybe I can help you with that!" she offered, making Angel blink in surprise.

'She actually bought that?' She thought incredulously as she watched the other girl bounce excitedly on her feet.

She came to the conclusion that Yaoyorozu was indeed kind, smart and perhaps, just a little naïve.

So she decided to just roll with it.

"I-I mean, if you'd like to?" She answered, scratching her head nervously.

She stood there awkwardly as the other girl started looking her up and down, humming and muttering to herself as she looked over every part of Angel's costume.

"Wow, I've got to say, this is a very nice costume! Very functional and I love the material!" She breathed appreciatively, running her hands along one of the sleeves.

"T-Thanks!" Angel blushed from the attention.

"From what I can remember of your quirk, your body gives off high amounts of energy which means a lot of heat correct?"

She nodded.

"Well that explains the wide, billowing sleeves." Yaoyorozu said, giving a light tug on the end of the fabric before glancing down at her boots. "What I don't understand is why you have your suit end here at your thigh. Wouldn't it make more sense to make it all one body suit instead of leaving your legs out?"

Angel flushed with embarrassment. "I thought so too, but it was a bit of a compromise between my guardian and I, heh… she wanted something a bit more… flattering is the word? But I'm not comfortable with showing as much skin as she suggested, so having it like that was the only way to get her off my back. I wish I was as confident as you."

Yaoyorozu tilted her head. "Hm? What do you mean by that?"

The genuine confusion in her voice caused Angel to blink. Incredulously, she gestured to the other girl's outfit, which by comparison was the most revealing of the entire class. A red and white, sleeveless leotard with a super low neckline ending right below her navel, two gold utility belts hanging off her waist. Her thighs were exposed all the way past her knees where they met her matching red boots, resembling more of a risque swimsuit than a hero costume, reminding Angel of the early concepts that Moxxi came up with.

She mentally shuddered and flushed the images from her mind, where they would return to haunt her dreams.

Yaoyorozu's eyes lit up. "Oh no no no no!" She laughed bashfully. "My quirk, Creation, requires my skin to be exposed in order to function! It doesn't have anything to do with "showing off" so to speak!"

So it was exposure for the sake of convenience and necessity?

'Kind of like Brick who only wears sleeveless tops!' Angel theorized. 'But then again...that might've been due to his muscles being so large, he would flex his clothes to shreds. Who knows?'

"That makes a lot of sense when you put it that way. It's like how I made some holes for my wings to come out." Angel answered, pointing a thumb to her back.

"Exactly. It's a matter of functionality!" Yaoyorozu said with pride, before she grimaced. "Although I will admit it does come with… unforeseen consequences."

A certain grape-haired boy sneezed.

"Hey!" Both girls jumped and looked over to see one of their classmates, (Jiro, Angel believed.) "You girl's coming? Class is gonna start!"

"Oh shi-!" Angel caught herself. "Shoot! We've gotta go!"

"R-Right!"

They both started running after their classmate towards the gym, their boots clopping on the floor, all the while Angel reflected on how much she had been enjoying talking with Yaoyorozu. She seemed like a very nice person like the rest of her friends, eager to lend a hand. What's one more to the list?

"Hey um… Yaoyorozu-san?"

"Yeah?"

"We are going to be spending a lot of time together because of where we are sitting… is it okay if I call you… Momo?" She asked tentatively.

The tall girl came to a halt so fast, she almost toppled over! Once she regained her balance, she gave Angel a look of excitement, her eyes sparkling with hope! It felt… oddly familiar.

"Wait! Does this mean-?! We're friends?!"

"I mean, I'd like to? That is, if you want to be?" Angel awkwardly chuckled.

The taller girl's face brightened even more!

"I can't believe it! I finally made a friend! I can't wait to tell mother and father!" She cheered, grabbing Angel's hand! "Come on! We're going to be late!" She said, pulling her along!

And while she was being led down the hall, Angel smiled to herself.

'Ah. Now I get it.'

Momo Yaoyorozu, one of the two recommended students and straight A student, was socially awkward, like her.

A minute of running and they caught up with the rest of the class outside of Gym Gamma, the huge complex looming over their heads! The students whispered amongst themselves as Aizawa led them through the wide doors! Inside was a huge assortment of concrete platforms of various heights and sizes, like a man made mountain range!

"Welcome to Gym Gamma." Aizawa announced. "Today we will be conducting partnered, control exercises."

"Partnered?!" Bakugo snarled.

"Control?" Midoriya asked.

"Exercises?!" Kirishima barked excitedly.

"It's like talking to a soundboard." Their teacher groaned. "For this exercise, you will all be divided into pairs which have been decided in advance. You will each be given a personal goal to reach by the end of class today."

"Sensei!" Iida raised his arm as animatedly as ever! "What is this personal goal?"

"I was getting to that. Over the last week, the rest of your teachers and I have noticed specific problems in the ways you control your quirks. For example, Kaminari…" The aforementioned boy jolted. "...you keep overloading your brain with your own electricity. Until you can increase your threshold you need to improve your self-restraint. That goes for a lot of you, you keep over exerting yourselves recklessly." He gave a pointed glance at Midoriya who wilted in shame.

"On the other end of the spectrum, some of you are having difficulties holding back or regulating your abilities offensively against human opponents as well as causing severe collateral damage." Angel felt his gaze upon her, making her clench her fist. "We're just lucky that none of the villains were injured beyond repair last week and the damage was limited to the facility, otherwise there would have been hell to pay." He stated ominously, a tense mood settling over the crowd.

"Normally we wouldn't be focusing on this sort of training until later in the semester, but it has been proven worthwhile that we take care of these severe problems now, especially before the Festival." He continued, lifting a clipboard. "When I call your name, step forward and you will receive your partner, personal exercise and goal."

And he did just that. One by one, he called students up and sent them to their one in the gym. The whole time, Angel twiddled her thumbs. Who was her partner going to be? What were they going to do? Most of all, how was this going to help with her "problem"?

The minutes crawled by as more and more of the class were sent on their merry way.

Then, before she knew it, there was only her and…

"Kirishima. Hodunk." She raised her head and trepidatiously approached.

"Man, about time! I was getting twitchy not doing anything!" The shirtless redhead sighed with a big smile on his face.

"Focus." Aizawa chided. "Now, your goal is twofold. You are going to work on Hodunk' quirk regulation…" He pointed at her, then at Kirishima. "...and at the same time, improving Kirishima's damage tolerance."

"How are we going to do that?" She asked.

"Easy, you're going to shoot him."

"WHAT?!" They both yelled!

"Calm down!" They immediately shut up. "Hodunk, you are going to be firing at Kirishima with your laser blasts in order to get used to firing at a human target and get you into the mindset to subconsciously limit your output. At the end you should be able to gauge how much power you put into your shots when fighting a human opponent, just enough to debilitate them. As he can give you accurate feedback on the physical damage, Kirishima is the perfect test dummy."

"I'm just going to take that as a complement." The "test dummy" chuckled.

"On the other hand, you will also help him toughen his hardening further. It's a win-win. Are we clear?"

Angel gave a small nod, while Kirishima shook his head up and down enthusiastically.

"Then you two will be placed over at lot 10." He pointed over his shoulder. "You've got till the end of class. Get to it." He said, walking away to observe the class.

"Alright! It's good to be working with ya Hodunk!" Kirishima declared, holding out his hand.

"L-Likewise." She answered as she shook his hand, a little thrown off with how excited he seemed at the prospect of her shooting him.

"Come on! Let's not waste any time!" The boy crowed, leading her to their designated zone.

"Okay Hodunk-san!" He yelled, standing several feet away from her in a low stance, his body hardening as all of it's curves sharpened into edges! "Hit me!"

Angel looked down at her hand and swallowed.

'You can do this Angel.' She told herself as she raised her hand, made her "handgun" and pointed at the boy. 'You can do this! You just have to shoot him a little, just a little.'

"Come on! Whatcha waiting for?!" Her target shouted eagerly!

Taking a deep breath, she let the power flow. It filled her markings slowly, as if it needed to be woken up after her lack of using it for more than a week. It began to gather at her fingertips, slowly but surely.

'You've got this! You've got this! You've got this!' She repeated in her head as she got ready to fire!

Then she made the mistake of looking Kirishima in the face.

Then it wasn't his.

It was the bank robber!

The thug from the landslide zone!

Shigaraki!

Him!

The memories came flooding back and her heart was seized with fear!

The circuit slammed closed!

*POK!* A tiny speck of energy popped from her fingers, tumbled through the air like a firefly and sizzled pathetically on the floor.

"Huh? What the heck was that?" Kirishima muttered in disbelief.

"I-I can't do this!" She whimpered, hugging herself and turned her face away.

"Yo! Hodunk-san? You okay?" She heard him call out.

"I-I can't do this Kirishima! I just can't do it!" She yelled back!

She was met with silence for a moment, making her wonder if he left to talk to Aizawa before she heard him step up to her.

"Hey. Does this have anything to do with what happened at USJ?"

"Yeah..?" She answered fearfully, not looking up out of fear of seeing their faces again. "Y-You… know about that?"

"Yeah. Saw it while Bakugo and I made our way to the centre. Hell of a light show."

'So Bakugo knows too?' She noted as she listened.

"I'm not the smartest guy… but I'm guessing that you're scared of hurting me because of that. Is that it?"

Slowly, she nodded. She flinched as he put his hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, can ya look at me? Right in the eyes."

She really didn't want to, but there was something about his voice that made her look up.

He was giving her a shark toothed smile, his eyes burning with a stubborn kind of spirit.

It was comparable to someone else, but she couldn't place it.

"You wanna get over this problem right? In order to do that, you need to shoot me." He said encouragingly.

"But… I don't know if I can trust myself not to hurt you." She answered quietly.

His grin only widened in response.

"Then trust me!" He slammed his fist to his chest! "I can take it! Ya know why?"

She gasped as she had a glimpse of another face. This time, it was a rounder, harder visage with a receding hairline and missing a few teeth. There was a thin scar on his left cheek instead of Kirishima's brow. But their eyes were the same!

"I'm the toughest guy around!" They declared!

With a blink, the face was gone, leaving her classmate before her. Immediately, she felt at ease, as she asked herself, did she trust him?

'I… I think I do!'

She gave him a small smile. "Thanks… Kirishima-kun. I'm feeling a lot better."

'You too Brick. Thank you.'

"Awesome!" The boy gave her a pat on the back and started hopping over to his original position and rehardened. "Now… hit me!"

Taking a deep breath, she nodded and raised her arm once more. The power flowed through her once more. It built in her fingers, growing more and more bright until she finally let go!

*PASHOW!* The bolt soared through the air, rocketing to its eager target who crossed his arms over his face!

*P-ANG!* It burst in a shower of sparks against him! For second, Angel worried that she had gone too far, right before he lowered his arms to give her another toothy grin!

"Ha! See?! I barely felt that! Come on! Harder this time!" He goaded! "I know! Why don't you shoot me in the face?!"

"Really?" She snorted with amusement and uncertainty.

"Yeah! Come on! Shoot me in the face! In the face! Shoot me in the face!" He challenged!

"Alright… here we go!"

"Y-You're going to be okay right?" She asked cautiously, standing over Kirishima who was sitting at his desk.

"Pff! Don't worry about it!" The boy assured her despite the copious amount of bandages covering the surface burns on his face. "I literally asked for it! A man who doesn't own up to his words is not manly at all!" He gave her another toothy smile, making her sigh in relief.

"Well… if you say so. And… thanks for helping me out there. I'm feeling a lot better."

"No problem! See ya later Hodunk-san!" He gave her a thumbs up, which she returned, filling her with a sort of childish joy as she had never done it before.

It was just after the afternoon hero classes, everyone had returned to the classroom to unwind and retrieve their belongings before they left for home. The exercise had proven fruitful. After an hour or so of improving her control(after she knocked Kirishima on his butt with a headshot), she felt a lot more confident in herself.

It was a strange feeling.

She couldn't wait to tell her friends on the train and Moxxi later on!

*BRING!* She pulled her bag over her shoulders and walked over to Urakaka and Iida's desks.

"Whew! What a first day back!" The rosy cheeked girl sighed.

"Indeed! It has given me a lot to think about in terms of my quirk's limits and awareness for my surroundings!" Iida added.

"You guys ready to go?" Midoriya asked behind Angel.

"Yep! Let's go!" Uraraka said as she walked to the door and opened it.

Only to be met with a huge crowd of students outside!

"Woah! What the heck?!" She exclaimed as the strangers stared at them and whispered amongst themselves!

A wave of nausea washed down Angel's body at the sheer numbers outside the room! What was going on?! Why were they here?!

"Hey! We can't get out! Why are they here?!" Mineta vocalized her concerns.

"Don't you get it you gross midget?" Bakugo said as he stepped past, right up into the crowd's faces, causing some of them to back up fearfully. "They're scoping out their competition for the Sports Festival. We're the only class in our year to have fought real villains, so we're the biggest threat, isn't that right? Well, you got what you wanted, so why don't all you extras fuck off?!"

"Bakugo-kun! Don't antagonize our fellow students and stop calling other people extras, please!" Iida demanded, to which Angel had to agree.

"So this is class 1-A?"

Angel froze.

She knew that voice.

"I've gotta say, if people like you were accepted into the hero course, Yūei's standards must be pretty lax." The voice continued, a head of curly violet hair moving through the crowd until he stood in front of the explosive blonde.

"Are all the hero students so arrogant?" Hitoshi Shinso asked, meeting Bakugo's gaze without flinching.

"Haaah?!" Bakugo hissed in response while the students in the room shook their heads to try and deny any affiliation.

Except Angel, who remained completely still, paralyzed with confusion as to her friend's unexplained animosity.

"There's a lot of kids who didn't get into the hero course, who didn't make the cut at the entrance exam." He sighed. "Or were you all too far up on your pedestals to notice? I didn't make it the first time around, but then I heard I might be getting a second chance."

Her eyes widened in shock.

'Shinso… isn't in the hero course?!'

"If we prove ourselves to be skilled enough during the Sports Festival, the faculty might consider a transfer into the hero course. Logically, the opposite might also be true for those who fail. Biggest threat? Maybe for some of us. But for me…" His eyes wandered around the room. "...I thought I'd let you know that if you aren't careful, I'm going to bring your delusions crumbling down and take your place. So consider this a declaration of war." He finished.

Just as his eyes landed on her.

"Shin...so...kun..?" She whispered, her voice almost strangled with the pain coursing through her veins.

His eyes narrowed the slightest fraction, then he turned and pushed through the crowd without another word.

Izuku was stunned silent at the blunt proclamation from the strange boy. Were people really this antagonistic towards those in the hero course?!

"Hey! You! Class A chumps!" Another new voice yelled out! Jumping out over the crowd was a tall male student with messy grey hair, a similarly coloured substance lined around his eyes and possessing jagged teeth resembling that of Kirishima's! "I'm Tetsutetsu from class 1-B next door! Don't you go thinking that you're better than us just because you fought bad guys! Try not to lose too early in the festival, because we're coming for you!"

"Yeah! What Tessy said!" Another, loud, rambunctious voice called out! Pulling herself up the boy's shoulder, a small and foreign looking girl waved her fist! She had spiky blonde hair resembling Bakugo's, with some small red ribbons on the bangs on either side of her head! Her blue eyes glimmered with a manic energy, as if she was barely holding something back, something crazy!

"You hear me you stuck up bitches?! WE'RE GONNA EAT YOUR ASSES!" She screamed, making everyone look at her bewildered!

"Stop climbing on me Baha-san and stop calling me that!" The boy demanded angrily!

"RIDE, MY MAGNIFICENT METAL STEED, RIDE!" The crazed girl hollered in a fake British accent!

"GET OFF!" He yelled again as they started wrestling in the back of the crowd!

Izuku's eye twitched, completely stupefied. 'Where do these people come from?! I can't imagine what everyone is thinking!' He glanced around to see his classmates looking equally taken back by the loud and bizarre behaviour coming from the two students from class 1-B or intimidated by the foreboding speech given by the purple haired boy.

Then he saw his friend Angel.

She was shaking.

"Angel-chan..? Are you okay?" He asked, concerned.

But she didn't answer.

Suddenly, she ran forward and pushed past Bakugo! Before anyone could react, she had dove into the crowd!