The next morning, Noikari awoke to the sounds of birds chirping outside his window. Opening his eyes slowly, Noikari stretched and yawned, feeling a slight ache in his muscles thanks to the fight the day before. Sitting up in his bed, the boy saw Eri sitting at a desk in the corner of the room, playfully doodling on a piece of paper. Hearing Noikari stretch, Eri turned around and happily exclaimed "Oh, you're awake!"

Noikari rubbed his temple with his hand as he groaned. "Morning", he said. He was still getting used to being in this new place, and he didn't really know how to react to. . anything, really. As he got dressed into a set of clothes that actually fit him, courtesy of Mirko, there was a knock at the door.

"Oh, that must be Mr. Aizawa!" Eri happily pronounced. She stood up from her seat and ran towards the door, opening it to reveal a tired teacher. Upon seeing Noikari standing in the doorway, Aizawa's eye twitched slightly.

"I see that we are finally awake," the pro hero sighed in relief. "Are you alright after last night, Noikari?"

Noikari nodded, a smile returning to his face.

"Yeah. I'm fine. I never got to thank you before so. . . thank you for saving me, sir, and for everything else too."

Aizawa smiled faintly, glancing at his watch. "Well, fortunately, it looks like we have a couple of minutes till homeroom starts. Come with me, I want to ask you about something."

Eri's voice came from behind Noikari. "Can I come too, Mr. Aizawa?"

The pro hero knelt in front of the little girl, lightly ruffling her hair. "Sorry Eri", he replied. "This is something a little serious. I'll come back when I'm done talking to Noikari. It won't be long." Eri was sad, but she also knew that it wasn't nice to be a part of other people's business, and so she waved as Noikari walked with Shouta, the teacher giving off an aura that made Noikari both impressed and intimidated. After a minute of walking in silence, Shouta finally spoke up.

"Do you remember what happened last night? "He questioned bluntly.

Noikari blinked a couple times before nodding. "I'm sorry for causing trouble."

A sigh escaped the teacher. "You didn't cause trouble. In fact, it was quite the opposite. You protected Eri from danger, protecting her from a villain, even before your quirk activated. Doing such a thing was extremely brave of you." Although his voice was monotone, Aizawa's remarks were genuine. For someone who had seemed so emotionless when he had rescued him, he now seemed rather emotional, much like a parent would be when speaking with their child about something sensitive or difficult.

Noikari was surprised to hear those words. He had always thought that he was nothing. Only a tool to be used for destruction. But now that these heroes had saved him, he finally found something. Saving Eri last night had opened his eyes.

Aizawa turned his eyes to glance at Noikari, contemplating his next words. There would definitely be backlash from his fellow Heroes for this idea, but maybe it would work out. "I. . . have a proposition for you, Noikari." The child turned to look at his face, slightly worried.

"Even without that quirk of yours, you have skill; talent that can be made into something great. I see great potential in you."

Noikari paused as his eyes wandered until they reached the pro hero's face.

"What are you saying?"

Aizawa went silent for a moment before answering "I want you to become a hero." He then took a deep breath before adding "I would very much like you to join Class 1A."

Noikari simply stood, contemplating his choices. Could he be a hero? Why would he make a good hero? How could he help the very people he was designed to kill?

But then he remembered how Eri looked when he had saved her. How she had embraced him and thanked him for his actions. He enjoyed that feeling, the feeling of happiness. He wanted to feel that not just for himself, but for others. Plus, it's not like he had anywhere else to go, so he could get a home out of this. It was a little selfish, but Noikari saw it as fair.

Noticing the child's conflicted gaze, Aizawa reassured him, "I'm not forcing you to become a hero. Whatever path you take is alright, but if you wish to-"

He was abruptly cut off by Noikari. "I'll do it."

The teacher was shocked at his quick response. "Are you sure?" he questioned. With everything you've been through, perhaps it would be wise to think about it for just a little bit."

Noikari nodded, a determined expression taking over his features.

"Yes, I am sure."

Seeing the child's conviction, the pro hero nodded in understanding. Without another word, Aizawa pulled out some documents from within his pocket, handing them to Noikari.

"Hold onto these. In the meantime, follow me to Class 1A."

The boy nodded as he walked alongside Aizawa, noting that a slight smile was escaping the seemingly cold teacher's face.

Eventually, the two reached Class 1A, Noikari looking in awe. Glancing at the boy, Aizawa turned to him and said "Wait out here for just a moment. I'll tell you when to come in."

Noikari nodded as Shouta Aizawa walked into his homeroom. Upon entering, he noticed several of his students discussing the events of last night. While some students such as Deku had slept through it, others had not. Katsuki, Mina, and Todoroki were busy discussing what had happened the night before. Noticing their teacher had entered, the students went to their desks and sat down, their voices becoming quiet as Aizawa began to speak.

"Good morning, students. As some of you know, there was an incident last night. A villain broke into the school and tried to attack someone. Needless to say, no one was hurt, and the villain is now gone. But last night, I saw an extraordinary act, from a complete stranger risking his life to protect someone. My students, I would like to introduce you to your newest peer."

Turning his head towards the door, Aizawa exclaimed, "You can come in now."

All eyes were on the classroom's entrance as a figure walked through. Noikari nervously entered as he stopped for a moment before bowing. "N-nice to meet you all."

The first person to formerly greet the child was Izuku Midoriya. The green haired boy stood up from his chair, making his way towards the boy, offering his hand.

"Nice to meet you. I hope we can get along." he greeted.

As Noikari took Izuku's hand, a small smile crept onto his face as he glanced up at him and replied with "T-thank you". Then he moved his gaze to the rest of the class. His ginger eyes landed on Bakugo, who stared back unblinkingly. With a frown on his face, the blond growled something incomprehensible as he crossed his arms, looking away with a grunt. Noikari was slightly intimidated, but Kaminari reassured him, "don't worry about Katsuki there, kid. He's always like that."

"I can still here you, asshole!" Katsuki snapped back in annoyance, causing Kaminari to nervously laugh.

"Silly Bakugou", Yaoyorozu giggled. "Just ignore him." Then another girl raised her voice, directing it at Noikari, who was awkwardly staring at the ground with a blush on his face. "Um... I'm Uraraka Ochaco. Nice to meet you."

Noikari nodded, smiling at the girl. "I'm Noikari. It's a pleasure to meet you." Uraraka nodded, returning his smile with a bright one of her own.

Momo hung back for the time being, standing next to Kyoka as they watched the others talk to Noikari. Momo sighed, catching the attention of her friend. Grinning, the earphone hero knew what that noise meant.

Having someone as young as him here, it's kinda like having a younger brother," Momo commented, occasionally glancing at Noikari, who was laughing at something the red-headed Eijiro was telling him.

Eventually, Noikari spotted the two girls looking at him. The child waved happily at them, his smile never faltering. As the two girls returned their greetings, Noikari felt warmth fill his chest. He couldn't believe that he would finally have friends.

Something deep in his gut told him that he had made the right decision.

After their conversation with the new student, the day went fairly smoothly, which did not surprise Noikari in the slightest. It was only after lunch, however, that things began to get complicated.

Bakugo, Kirishima, and Kaminari sat together at a table, discussing their plans for the upcoming training exercise. Noikari observed them from a distance, feeling a bit left out. He had yet to fully integrate himself into the group, and it seemed like Bakugo, in particular, was not too fond of his presence.

As the trio continued their conversation, Bakugo's voice grew louder and more agitated. Noikari couldn't make out the exact words, but he could sense the tension in the air. Kirishima tried to calm Bakugo down, but the explosive-haired student was having none of it.

Frustrated, Bakugo abruptly stood up from his seat and stormed off, leaving Kirishima and Kaminari behind. Noikari hesitated for a moment before deciding to approach them. He walked over to the table, where Kirishima and Kaminari were deep in thought, their expressions concerned.

"Um, excuse me," Noikari spoke up tentatively. "Is everything okay? Did I do something wrong?"

Kirishima looked up at Noikari, his usual friendly smile returning to his face. "Nah, don't worry about it, Noikari. Bakugo can be a bit hot-headed sometimes. It's not your fault."

Kaminari chimed in, his tone sympathetic. "Yeah, man. Bakugo has a short fuse. Usually when he gets mad, he just says stupid shit or yells, but he'll cool down eventually. Just give him some time."

Noikari nodded and quietly returned to his seat, his thoughts lingering on Bakugo's outburst. As the boy sat alone, he mulled over the possibilities. Maybe Bakugo had a tough exterior but a softer side that he rarely showed. Perhaps he was just fiercely dedicated to his goals and had a hard time expressing himself. As lunchtime ended and Noikari began to return to class, he knew that he would have to find out in his own way.

Unfortunately, he also knew that Bakugo was most likely suspicious about the series of events that led Noikari to join Class 1-A. He didn't blame him; it was rather strange how a new student just joined the class a few months after school started. Hopefully, he didn't have to disclose too much about himself.

Noikari was hopeful, but he knew that he would have to come clean. He could only hope that they would understand.