Ikumi couldn't help but smile with Kacchan as they walked up to U.A's gates. "It still feels unreal when you think about it," she commented. "I-I mean, we were taught by All Might yesterday!"

Kacchan shrugged, smirking. "Yeah, that was pretty cool."

Translated from Kacchan, she knew just how excited he was that All Might was there. "Do you think we're going to have another Heroics lesson today?"

"Probably not. Rest of the class needs time to recover from all that exercise," Kacchan grunted.

"At least you're not calling them Extras." Her ear twitched at the faint sound of a crowd, just in her hearing range. "Because-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Only one person out of three hundred managed to pass the exam so they all have , yadda yadda…" Kacchan kicked a pebble that was in his path, stomping forwards.

As they came up to U.A Ikumi winced. The source of the sound made itself apparent. "Oh." A crowd of reporters had gathered outside of U.A's gates, clamouring for an interview. A couple of their classmates were already being harangued by reporters.

Kacchan scowled. "Buncha freakin' vultures. All Might's got more important shit to do than cosy up to these extras."

"Kacchan!" She wanted to be harsher with him, but he did have a point. Instead, she took a deep breath, then walked up with Kacchan. Ikumi wasn't a fan of particularly loud noises of crowds but this was almost Hero training in itself. If All Might and Gang Orca could cope with being swarmed by reporters, so could she.

—

"Hey! Hero student! Can you tell me what it's like to learn from All Might?"

Koji tried to get away and keep his head down but the reporters kept closing in. There were too many people around and they kept getting into his personal space. He tried to sign for them to back off but he kept getting hounded.

Then Ashido barged in. "Hey, you mind leaving my classmate alone?"

He smiled gratefully at the pink girl, Ashido shooting him a wink. Trying to take advantage of the temporary reprieve he pushed forwards only to be blocked by the crush of reporters angling for comments. Then a familiar furry hand came near him, Midoriya giving him a nervous smile. "Um, do you want a lift?"

Koji nodded and then braced as Midoriya gently picked him up and above the crowd. A couple of reporters tried to stretch their microphones up only for them to not be able to reach her or him. Next to her Bakugou glared at the reporters, forcing them to back away.

"T-thank you," he managed to stammer out as they crossed the barrier.

Midoriya gave him an understanding smile. Ashido ran up, grinning. "No problem. I'm not really a fan of crowds either."

"Nice one Midoriya!" Ashido smiled at him. "And yeah, that's fine. Not everybody's like me or Kiri over there." She turned around to where Kirishima was boisterously talking about how manly All Might was. Shoji made his way through, gently depositing Mineta from his shoulder perch.

At the gates, Aizawa-sensei shooed the reporters. "You're trespassing on private property and interrupting our classes. All Might's off today so please go away."

Bakugou barked out a laugh as a reporter tried to come in only for the gate to slam shut. "HAH! Nice one, Hobo sensei."

—

Shouta looked over his class. "Good work with yesterday's battle training." He meant it - All Might's exercise was a tough one even for new Heroes but they had managed it with only minimal problems. All Might had probably learned that 'beginner level' for him was a challenge for anybody else though, so maybe that would reflect in his new lesson plans.

He'd looked over the reports and grading of his student's efforts and for the most part had been impressed. There were obvious areas to work on - some students needed to focus more in that class, others needed technical skill. He'd watched a recording of Midoriya's performance and had winced at the sloppiness and wasted movements he'd seen - the girl had clearly never fought anybody remotely in her weight class before.

Then again, if they were perfect right out of the gate there wouldn't be any need for Hero schools or for teachers like him. He hadn't seen anything that couldn't be corrected with enough time and effort.

One student had surprised him, though. And not in a good way. "Todoroki." As the scarred boy looked up impassively he shot him a flat stare. "If you can't work with a partner in the field, you're going to hamstring your potential as a Hero. If you want to be the best, learn how to work with people you dislike."

Somehow Todoroki's face closed off even more. "Understood, sensei."

He looked over his class. "This was your first lesson in Heroics, and it won't be your last. That being said… on to homeroom business." Shouta carefully kept his face flat. "Sorry for the sudden announcement, but today…"

His class leaned in, hanging on his every word. Shouta took a moment to let the tension build, then introduced his topic. "You'll pick a class president."

For a second the atmosphere was still tense, then his students started shouting and throwing their hands in the air. Probably to be expected, given that it seemed like a bigger deal in a Hero school.

In any other school the role of class president was fairly nominal, mostly focusing on allocation of school clubs and organising Sports Festivals - and that wasn't any different here. At U.A, though, Heroes and spotters typically saw it as a sign of leadership potential despite how irrational that was. There were related skills but ultimately founding and leading an agency was a different thing from leading a classroom.

But try telling these kids and talent agents that.

"I want to do it," Jirou politely said, one of the few who actually had.

Kirishima grinned. "Hell yeah, I'm gonna be the manliest class prez ever! We're gonna do weight training every day!"

"In my administration girls will have to show at least 30 cm of thigh-"

Bakugou audibly growled at Mineta and the shorter boy shrank down in fear. "I-I mean, if… they want to?"

Snorting, Bakugou turned back. "You get to live." He then sneered at the rest of the class. "Anyway, vote for me! I'll lead, you obey! End of discussion!"

"Enough!"

Shouta raised an eyebrow as Iida stood up suddenly. "While we all want to be the Class President, it is a heavy burden! If this is to be a democracy then I say that we hold an election! Is that okay Sensei?!"

"Sure. Just get it done quickly." Shouta pulled his sleeping bag on, carefully watching his students. As far as he was concerned, choosing a class president was another test.

Asui gave Iida a flat look. "We haven't really had enough time to build trust."

"Yeah, everybody's just gonna vote for themselves!" Kirishima bluntly stated.

That didn't deter Iida. "Exactly! That just means that anybody who manages to garner multiple votes will be the most suited for the role!"

Everybody murmured between each other, then everybody nodded. Shouta kept an eye on the proceedings as Iida fastidiously handed out pieces of paper and a hat to tally the votes. Iida was a very different person from Tensei - all serious where his brother was lighthearted. Not a bad thing but if he couldn't be more flexible in the field then he would be in trouble.

Eventually, the votes were tallied. Shouta slumped in his sleeping bag as the proceedings dragged on and on. Hopefully the kid who got chosen for the top position would be up for it.

—

Ikumi stared at the votes on the board. When she had cast her vote she had been focused on Iida - after all, he seemed like the person who would be the most suited to being Class President. That didn't explain what she was seeing.

Midoriya Ikumi - 5 votes

Yaoyorozu Momo - 3 Votes

Iida slumped in his chair. "Only one vote… Truly this is the harsh reality of this sacred office!"

"You were the one who insisted on voting, Iida," Satou said with a confused look on his face. Iida stiffened but didn't say anything else.

Aizawa-sensei looked out with a dull eye. "Alright, so it looks like Midoriya is your president and your vice-President is Yaoyorozu." The other girl bowed politely, Ikumi feeling too anxious to make any definite statements.

Pretty much every other name on the board had received at least one vote. Which just made it all the more confusing. "Who… who voted for me?!"

Kacchan snorted. "Honestly Midori. You made a gigantic fucking impression at Battle Training and the Quirk Assessment and you're asking stupid shit like that."

She looked down at her hands. "I-I've never been Class President before!"

Mostly because she had never really had an interest in the position. But All Might had apparently been Class President for his three years at U.A so she had decided to not say she didn't want the position, thought she had voted for Iida.

Kacchan had no sympathy. "Then learn, dipshit. Honestly, not like it'll be hard. Just get your nerd brain in gear."

Ikumi had her doubts about that - Kacchan had never been elected Class President either despite him having the strongest Quirk in their middle school. Then again, he'd never really applied seriously and was always angry. "W-well, I, uh, I'll do my best?"

Everybody clapped politely as she made her way back to her desk. Kacchan grinned. "Good shit Midori."

—

At lunch, Ikumi sighed, looking down at her food. She had spent the intervening periods in a daze, still unable to believe that she had gotten the position. "I-I know it's a silly thing to worry about, but I'm just worried if I can even be a good class president."

"I'm guessing this means you didn't vote for yourself?" Yaoyorozu asked. Ikumi nodded.

"Who'd you vote for? Bakugou?" Ashido interjected. "Cause if you did-"

Ikumi shook her head. "What? No, I voted for Iida. I just thought he was student council material-"

"Hey, Ikumi!"

She turned and gasped. "Kamakiri!"

Kamakiri managed a grin. "Finally caught you." He took a look at the rest of the table. "Looks like you've got some friends."

"Yeah." She gestured for him to sit, then turned to Yaoyorozu and MIna. "This is Kamakiri Togaru - we live in the same apartment block. I made friends with him when my folks moved there."

"Pleased to meet you, Kamakiri," Yaoyorozu bowed politely. "My name is Yaoyorozu Momo."

Ashido grinned. "Nice to meet ya as well! Name's Ashido Mina!"

"Nice to meet you as well." He flopped down into the chair, picking up his chopsticks. "First time I've managed to catch you for lunch at U.A - the place always gets too busy."

Ashido nodded. "Yeah, it's hard to find a free seat." She quickly shovelled some natto down her throat, earning a disgusted glance from him. "So you're in the other Hero class then?"

He nodded. 'Yeah, our teacher's Vlad King. He's a really cool guy."

"Wow, that's incredible!" Ikumi's eyes lit up. "Vlad King's a really flashy frontline Hero and is also a major blood donor to various hospitals!"

"Not just that, he really knows his stuff on teaching - I think I've actually learned some stuff and had fun for the first time in ages. Even my classmates are cool." He paused, before a smirk crossed his face. "Though there is an annoying blonde in my class who might be related to Bakugou - he's certainly got the ego for it."

"I can fucking hear you, Stabby!" Kacchan shot back from the next table, only for Kirishima to take the opportunity to steal some food from his plate. While Kacchan raged, Kamakiri turned back to them.

"But yeah, U.A's been everything I thought it would be and more. How are you holding up, Ikumi?"

Ikumi grinned. "I got elected Class President!"

"Wow, congrats-"

An alarm sounded. "Security Level Three breach. All students, please evacuate in a calm and orderly fashion."

—

For maybe a second there was calm, then there was a general panic. Every student started shoving, trying to make their way to the exits. Panicked shouting and grunts of pain came from the doors, Lunch Rush running to the doors to try and organise the students to little success.

Mina glanced around. "W-what's going on?"

An older student briefly turned as he hurried to the main door. "It means somebody has infiltrated the main building! This hasn't happened in the three years I've been here, but we should hurry up and get out of here!"

Kamakiri winced. "For real?!" He grinned. "Wonder if we can fight them."

Yaoyorozu shook her head - Mina knew she needed a shorter name for the prim and proper girl. "That's hardly the best course of action, Kamakiri. Let's try to evacuate in a safe and sensible fashion."

The pressure from everybody moving started to sweep them along, only Midoriya able to really weather it. "Um… P-please stop shoving-"

Mina tried to stay upright, seriously contemplating pulling on One for All to push through. Everybody kept pushing, trying to get out first.

"Midoriya, can you see anybody who could have infiltrated?!" Yaoyorozu half yelled.

Trying to move quickly, Midoriya looked out the window. Her eyes widened. "Ah, it's the Press! They must have gotten in somehow!"

Mina managed to get closer to her oversized friend. "Really?! We should try clearing it up!"

"Everybody! It's-It's just the press!" She tried to say, but her voice was drowned out by the crowd.

Yaoyorozu tried to stay upright, trying to avoid tripping. Mina looked up at Midoriya. "Maybe a bit louder? I don't think they heard you."

"I, uh-"

"Get loud! You'll be fine!"

Midoriya squirmed, but she sucked in a deep breath that seemed to take from the rest of the room. Cupping her hands to her mouth, she let it out in a veritable roar. "EVERYBODY! IT'S ALRIGHT!"

Mina winced a bit. Yeah, Midoriya could be loud when she wanted to be. It carried over the crowd, causing everybody to stare at her. Midoriya seemed to freeze with everybody's eyes on her, awkwardly standing there. Mina gently nudged Midoriya, trying to get her to say something.

Midoriya took another deep breath then continued, quieter this time. "Um… It's just the press? We-we shouldn't panic about it!"

From the depths of the crowd, Iida's voice suddenly boomed. "I think she's right! We must act in a way that is becoming of this great institution!"

With that, the tension and panic left the room as they recovered. As everybody filed out in a much calmer fashion, Mina grinned up at Midoriya. "Nice work, Class Prez."

Midoriya slumped down, groaning. "I-I froze up stupidly though…"

"Neither of us were able to do anything about the situation, though," Yaoyorozu nodded. She then frowned. "Although, maybe I should have made a megaphone or a riot shield…"

"Ah, ah, none of that!" Mina shook her head. "No point in worrying about what you could have done, just do better next time!"

Yaoyorozu smiled. "I suppose that's true enough."

"Ah - yeah, that's a good point."

"See?" Mina gave the much taller girl a slap on the back. "I mean, nobody's gonna expect you to be a champ at public speaking on the first day. Just keep at it girl."

Midoriya flushed but her small smile stayed. Outside, the press continued to demand All Might's attention, the faculty having to keep an eye on them and looking increasingly exasperated.

As everything started to get back to normal, watching Present Mic cheer as police led the reporters away, Yaoyorozu frowned.

"What's the matter, Yaoyorozu?" Mina asked.

"I'm just wondering how the press could have gotten past the barrier," she pondered.

Midoriya frowned as well. "That's true… U.A's security is only surpassed by HPSC security and Tartarus. Principal Nedzu designed most of the security so a large group getting past… I find it a bit weird as well."

Mina hummed. "Yeah, that does sound strange. But maybe there's nothing else to it?"

—

Sidling through the corridors with his head down, a lanky man grinned. While the annoying NPCs were holding up the Heroes, he'd managed to find what he was looking for. "Get me back, Kurogiri," he rasped, carefully sidling out of campus. As the police arrived to drag the reporters away he was already out of there, carefully disappearing down the same dark alleyway he had appeared in.

Back in the bar Shigaraki Tomura smirked, glancing over at his max level Tank/DPS hybrid. "Well, well… Rescue training, huh?" He snapped a glance up to Kurogiri. "Looks like it's at U.A's USJ - not the one in Tokyo."

"Understood, Master Tomura." Kurogiri polished a glass. "Shall I put the word out to our new recruits?"

"Yeah. Tell them it's time." Tomura leaned on the bar, snapping his fingers. "And get me a whiskey - having to deal with Heroes is thirsty work."

Sipping his drink, Tomura could see the course. Soon enough, All Might would die, and a bunch of Hero n00bs would get ganked before they could do their stupid shit. With All Might out of the way, this Hero obsessed society and everything else he hated was going to crumble to dust.

Sensei was going to be so proud of him.

—

AN: It's a bit of a shorter chapter but considering how long the last two were this isn't such a bad thing.

So! Ikumi is now class president with Yaoyorozu as vice president! I did think initially of having Iida do his thing but then that was boring. It's far better to put Ikumi into a position where social awkwardness is a problem.

In terms of who voted for her, it was Iida, Uraraka, Shoji, Koda and Mina. Not particularly narratively important but it's there for those who care.

Surprisingly Bakugou voted for Yaoyorozu.

And Shigaraki is making a Pro Gamer move as well. Hopefully no Villains take his spotlight.

As always I have to thank Banchoking for editing my mess.

Please comment and like to show your appreciation and give me new ideas on where to take this!

Next time… Rescue Training of sorts!