Hi there. J-510 here.

Did you really think I was dead? HA! FAT CHANCE.

Some of you people have reviewed my IzuMomoJiro one shot and I can see that you guys were excited about me making it into a complete story. Well, worry not. Cuz' it's finally here, ladies and gentlemen. The long-awaited beginning of this story. Without further a-a-a-AAACHOOO! *SNIFFLE*... sorry. Without further ado,

I bring you

TRIFECTION

"*SIGH* Mendokuse..." groaned the ever-so-sleepy mother worm known as Aizawa Shota, AKA Eraserhead. He was currently going through a list containing his former students' academic results, Class 1-A. As usual, Yaoyorozu came out on top with near-perfect marks followed by Midoriya whose score was really close to hers. A feeling of pride swelled up in his heart when he recalled the heavy progression his favor...Errr Problem Child. Yeah, the heavy progression his problem child had made over the past one year.

He had no control over his quirk. He was the epitome of nervousness. He had no proper social interaction yet at the same time he was able to show proper manners. His face would always capture the color red every time he was in the vicinity of a female, be it any female. While he was smart, he had the tendency to overthink stuff at times. Not every time, mind you. It was at some times. Then he also had his signature habit of muttering his thoughts out loud. It was really weird how he was able to talk so fast and not realize he was thinking out loud.

But all of that changed as the year progressed. His quirk control became exponentially better than most of his classmates. And he achieved that type of control within months of brutal training while his classmates took years to master their quirks. He was less nervous around people than he was before. He could properly talk without stuttering and embarrassing himself, even with a girl. His tendency to overthink completely dwindled to nothing. He was the result Aizawa wanted his training to produce. And not just for him, it goes for all of his students. While most could live up to his standard, there were still students who had many ways to go before becoming Pro Heroes.

Meh, not like UA was in a rush to push them to that goal. They still had two years ahead of them. Which was plenty of time for proper training. But he was no longer their homeroom teacher as he was only chosen to be 1-A's guide. They were now in the hands of Ectoplasm, Class 2-A's homeroom teacher. And Ectoplasm had plenty of ideas that would definitely shape them into Pro Heroes.

Returning to the task at hand, he made a mental note to remind Ectoplasm of the considerably weaker students in the academic department. Even if the main goal of UA is to train the students into professional heroes, education is still a necessity for the students.

He finished up the remaining bits and proceeded to go for his beloved sleep.

(A/N: Ah young love. Aizawa x Sleep. XDXDXD).

"*pant* *pant* *pant* *pant*"

Panting breaths could be heard from a room. A room that specifically belonged to our male protagonist, Midoriya Izuku. He was currently working out at 5:30 AM in the morning, specifically doing push-ups. After about 30 push-ups, he moved on to the next exercise, which was crunches.

Ever since Izuku inherited One For All at the tender age of 14, his life had taken a massive turn in another direction. He had a dream to be a hero that could save everyone. With the means in hand, thanks to former number one Pro Hero: All Might, he is confident in achieving his dream. He got admitted into one of the best hero schools in Japan. Totally not because of the fact that All Might went to the same school. Yeah, definitely not that.

He even made some friends, both male and female, and even teachers too. A few of them happened to be Midnight, Snipe, and Present Mic.

That's not to say Izuku didn't get involved in activities regarding villains. He, and his class, had been attacked by the League of Villains countless times. All because of one childish man who only answers to the psychopath known as All For One. And all these attacks at least left something behind. The number of scars on Izuku's body can attest to that.

Overall, Izuku was on a wild journey. He never expected it but he had eyes set on his goal.

And that is to be a hero to the people around him and save as many as he could.

Finally done with his workout routine, he stood up and calmed down his rapidly beating heart for several minutes. He used this opportunity to check himself in the mirror of his wardrobe. A significant improvement could be observed on Midoriya Izuku.

His hair had grown longer up to his shoulders, he no longer had any baby fat in his cheeks which gave him a much more handsome appearance. His physique had buffed up a lot ever since he joined UA. It was similar to Iida, who had a physique that didn't match his age. His shoulders were broader, he had a solid eight-pack and bulging muscles.

'WHOOOO. Look at you kid. That's some muscle right there. I'm sure all the girls who are lucky enough to see you will start swooning over in no time.'

'Hmph. Good morning to you too Banjo-kun. I'm pretty sure a girl wouldn't even bat an eye to a nerd like me.' Izuku telepathically said to the 5th wielder in the One For All void.

'Ignoring that, he's right you know. You surely have grown a lot, Izuku.' said the 7th wielder: Shimura Nana.

'Thanks, Nana-kun. I had a pretty good teacher.' Izuku said as he went to his bathroom and quickly showered before putting on his uniform. He made his way down to the main hall of Height's Alliance, the dorm where he resides. He took out some eggs and milk and began to make his breakfast. None of his classmates were up yet since it was still a quarter to 6. And their class starts at 9.

Once he finished preparing his breakfast, which was nothing but scrambled eggs and a glass of milk, he stood near the kitchen door and began eating his food. As soon as the clock hit 6, Izuku could hear alarm noises coming from most of his classmates' rooms. Even though all rooms in the dorm were soundproof, One For All enhanced Izuku's hearing to be much more than that of any average human.

Izuku had finally finished his breakfast after a few minutes. He washed all his dishes and returned to his room, still in his uniform. He did his homework for an hour before packing up to go to his classroom.

We see all of Class 2-A in their respective classroom, chit-chatting away and doing other stuff.

It didn't take long before their homeroom teacher, Ectoplasm entered and announced his arrival.

"*AHEM* Students"

All the students went to their seats and greeted their new homeroom teacher.

"Welcome to your second year at UA High. I will be your homeroom teacher from now on. Originally, Aizawa was supposed to be your teacher for the full three years but there have been some changes. Anyways, let's start homeroom shall we?" said Ectoplasm, as the class began.

"For starters, I ask the Class Rep and Vice-Rep to rise."

Class Representative, Iida Tenya and Class Vice Representative, Yaoyorozu Momo stood up at his request.

"Iida-san, I can't thank you enough for following your duties as Class Representative for the first year. From this day forward, you are relieved of your position and it will be handed over to Yaoyorozu Momo."

"YES SENSEI," Iida yelled uncharacteristically, which prompted some students to cover their ears. He bowed down and sat.

"Midoriya-san," Ectoplasm called out.

"Hai sensei," said Izuku as he stood up.

"I'm nominating you as the new Class Vice-Representative. Do you have any objection?" he asked.

"None, sensei. I promise to fulfill my duties as Class Vice Rep to the best of my abilities. I won't let you down, sensei," said Izuku as he bowed and sat. Although he was a tad bit caught off guard by the fact that his new sensei picked him of all people to be Vice-Rep.

"Perfect. What about you Yaoyorozu-san?" he asked the newly elected Class Rep.

"I, too, will not falter at my duties as Class Representative, sensei." She said before sitting down.

"Excellent. Moving on, the following names that I will be calling out must meet Aizawa after homeroom. Jiro Kyoka, Ashido Mina, Uraraka Ochaco, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijiro, Sato Rikido."

One of the mentioned students raised his hand up.

"Yes, Sato-san." Sato stood up.

"Can you tell us why we are being called?" He asked.

"I have no idea. Just that Aizawa came up to my desk asking these specific students to meet him after class hours. Don't worry though, it isn't anything serious. Just do what he says. That's all."

"Arigato-Sensei" Sato sat back down.

"Any other questions?" Ectoplasm asked. No one raised their hand.

"Splendid. Let's carry on with our first class of the day. Open your textbooks to page 69."

Timeskip

Midnight hugs Izuku close to her chest. "He's mine for today", she said to her love rival, Nagant AKA Kaina Tsutsumi, whose eyebrow twitched in anger and jealousy. "Sorry sweetcheeks but Imma' just grab my date and go on", she said before grabbing Izuku by the arm and hugging him close to her chest. This action was repeated several times by the two older women while Izuku had a dilemma in his own head.

"My marks are WHAT NOW?!" exclaimed a surprised Jiro who was in front of her former sensei, Aizawa, who was holding a sheet of paper in his hands. Some of her classmates that were called out by their current sensei were there with her too. They just got the news that their marks were substantially low and not enough to be considered a passing grade. I mean, it would make sense to not consider 7/50 as a passing mark, wouldn't it?

"I hope I'm not inaudible to you. I clearly said you scored a 7 out of a total of 50 in your recent exam." Aizawa as he looked over Jiro's name on the paper, his eyes looking directly at the total score of her performance. Other students besides her scored similar, if not, the same marks as Jiro. They also were sporting shocked faces. Well, except for Mina who had no care in the world for her academic performance.

"Is this going to be a problem sensei?" asked Uraraka, who scored a 5/50.

"Yes", said Aizawa.

The students held their heads down in shame and fear. Shame on not keeping up with their academics and fear of having to attend extra classes and miss out on the fun of having to train their quirks to be better.

"Now you might be thinking that you will have to go through those extra classes we usually conduct for students like you, right? Well, we are changing some things a bit." As if he knew what they were thinking, he spoke up.

At that, the students whipped their heads up to meet with their sensei. "In the upcoming half-year exam, you have a chance. Score more than average and you will be canceled from the list of failed students. Score less and you can probably say goodbye to quirk training till your academic score reaches up to a certain mark." He said.

Hopeful eyes were seen on the faces of his former students. "Really, Sensei?" asked Kaminari.

"Do you think I'm joking here?" Aizawa asked sternly.

'You tricked us into going all out in our apprehension test and you made another 'logical' ruse to make us work nonstop' The students collectively thought with a sweatdrop. They were dumbfounded by the fact that their former teacher forgot about his deceptive methods.

"Anyways, make sure your scores are above a minimum of 70. Otherwise, we can't pass you for the next half of the year. We here at UA don't just train you, students, to hone your quirks but also to hone your mind. You will come across situations where you won't be needing your quirk but rather your brain to solve a problem."

Most of the students took this lesson to heart. Others? NNNNNot so much. *COUGH* *COUGH* mina *COUGH* *COUGH*

"Oh! and before I forget, a hero license is given to those students who have an above-average score."

Now THAT got Mina to instantly turn serious. It's like she wasn't carefree at all.

Sheesh.

"Alright. You're dismissed."

The students gave a light bow before walking back to their dorm.

"Maaaaaaan! This is so not cool. Now I have to not only worry about training but studies as well. The universe is just unfair~" Kaminari began to whine about more study-related nonsense, much to others' chagrin and Mina's amusement.

"Come on, cheer up will ya? We have Yaomomo with us to learn from. I'm pretty sure she wouldn't mind. Besides, if anyone's gonna make us score more than our hard work combined, it'd be her," chimed in Mina, after seeing Kaminari's depressed face.

"You make it sound like Yaomomo's only purpose is to teach us. Is she some sort of tool for us to use?" Jiro asked. While there was some truth behind her words, she couldn't help but admit that her best friend was capable of making her feel like a top-notch student.

"Oh please. You know I didn't mean like that", said Mina with her tongue sticking out. "Also, it's more fun when you have friends to study with. So what are we waiting for? Let's get going."

"Actually..." the group of failed students turned towards Sato, "...I'm not gonna be coming for this tutoring session. Sorry. I wanna learn to be independent rather than depend on someone who has an even bigger responsibility now."

"Yeah...now that you mention it, Yaomomo is the new Class-Rep, so her work is gonna be cut out for her. I doubt she would be able to manage her responsibilities as well as tutoring us." Uraraka chimed in.

"Mouu~! You guys are no fun~", Mina whined with a pout. "I was soooo looking forward to having a group study with her." While Mina didn't like to study, she preferred studying with her friends rather than by herself, which is boring in her opinion.

"Let's just ask her first", said Jiro. The group nodded in agreement.

After a few minutes, they reached their dorm and went to their respective rooms. Except for Jiro, who went to Momo's room.

*KNOCK* *KNOCK*

"Come in", came a feminine voice on the other end of the door.

Jiro turned the handle and entered the room. She found Momo sitting on her queen-sized bed reading what looked like a manga book.

"Oh, Kyoka. What can I help you with?" Momo asked her best friend.

"I was wondering if you could hold a tutoring session for some of us", replied Jiro.

"A tutoring session?"

"Yep. Apparently, my test score is terrible", she said before handing her the test results. Momo's eyes widened slightly as she looked her friend's test result.

"Ara! This is terrible indeed. This is lower than your normal grade"

"I'm aware"

"And you mentioned 'us' before. Does that mean there are others who got similar results?"

"Yep. Me, Ochaco, Jamming whey, Sato, and Mina"

"Hmm..." Momo considered her options carefully. Now that she is the new Class-Rep, things would be different than before. She wouldn't be able to make time for tutoring due to other responsibilities that need her utmost attention.

"And how many of you will be needing this?" she asked

"The ones I mentioned excluding Sato. That makes four of us", Jiro replied.

"..."

"..."

"...sorry Kyoka. I won't be of much help this time", Momo said dejectedly. Momo really loved studying. She was like an otaku for studying. Even if it was something that she didn't take interest in, she would still devote her time to studying that topic, whatever you wanna call it. And as much as she wanted to help her fellow classmates get better at studying, she simply couldn't neglect her duties as Class-Rep.

"Bummer. No worries, we'll find another way." Jiro expected something like this would happen, as she remembered what Sato said before.

But, suddenly, an idea popped in her head.

"Yaomomo"

"Hmm?"

"...would you be able to teach us if you had some help?" she asked.

"Help? What do you mean?" Momo asked, confused.

"I mean, what if you didn't have to teach us alone? What if you and another person could teach us?"

When Momo thought about it, it would actually make things easier for her. She never thought about having to teach with a partner. Of sorts. But there was one question.

"Who do you think will help me?" Momo asked.

"Hmm..." Jiro gave it a bit of thought before, "..how about Midoriya?"

"Midoriya-san?"

"Yeah. He's the second-ranked among the class after all. Who better than him? He seems to be organized and smart enough to teach. What do you say?"

"I'll talk with him about it. Thanks for the suggestion. Is there anything else you need?"

"Nah. I'm done for the day. See you later."

"Bye"

Once Jiro exited Momo's room, Momo took her phone from the table near her bed and opened up the contacts app. Scrolling down to find the a certain number. Once she found it, she tapped on it and put the phone to her ear.

*BRRR* *BRRR* *BRRR* *BRRR* *BRRR-click*

"Hello?" came a male voice from the phone.

"Hello, Midoriya-san. It's me Yaoyorozu", Momo answered.

"Yaoyorozu-san! umm... is there any thing I can help you with?"

"Yes. It has come to my attention that some of our peers have been lacking in the academics department and they request my help in tutoring them. Now I would've have done this without any problem, but since I'm the Class-Rep, I won't be having much time to be tutoring anyone. And this is why I called you. I need your help in teaching them."

"...you mean you want me to teach them as well?"

"Yes. That basically sums it up."

"I don't know, Yaoyorozu-san. I don't know if I can really teach that well." Izuku was confident in his intellect but he never even considered teaching. His dream was to become the world's greatest hero, in his own way.

"Jiro seems to think otherwise. And even if you are not that good at teaching, I'll be able to help you. I have some experience teaching my friends. Also, it would benefit our classmates. Their scores are below average. And according to UA's policy, students scoring a below-average grade are not allowed to possess a hero license until their score is upto a certain mark."

When she put it like that, Izuku couldn't find it in him to say no. Ultimately, he was helping a few troubled souls (except Mina) to become heroes, in a completely different way.

"I'll try my best"

Momo smiled, "Thank you, Midoriya-san. Your help is much appreciated. We will discuss the proper timing for these tutoring sessions tomorrow, is that okay with you?"

"No objections here. After all, you are the Class-Rep, right? How can I say no to you?"

Momo chuckled. "Very well, have a good evening then. See you tomorrow"

"The same to you as well. Bye"

*click*

The line cut after Izuku spoke. Momo quickly began to work on making a timetable to suit the tutoring sessions her friends require. Her heart was beating in excitement. Thank Jiro for the suggestion, again. She was also wondering what it would be like teaching with Midoriya as her partner.

Initially, Momo didn't think much of him since he tended to damage his body due to his quirk. He looked like he had just gotten his quirk the previous day before the apprehension test.

Which is actually the case, except it was two days ago.

He seemed to be nervous around others, he tensed up a lot, and he stutters around nearly every girl he meets. Basically, he was this weird nobody that had no potential to be a hero. I mean, how can one be a hero if their own quirk damages them a lot?

But all of those thoughts completely vanished when she noticed how much he progressed throughout the year. In just a matter of months, he got a better handle on his quirk, he seemed to be a little bit more relaxed than before but still tensed up sometimes, he stuttered less in his conversations, and he even was able to stop a villain by himself. When she compared herself to him, he was better than her in a lot of ways. And she regretted her initial judgment of him. She barely made any progress throughout her first year. All she could improve on was her self-confidence.

From then on, she began to admire him and take inspiration from him, without her own knowledge. It was obvious to her that he was a better hero and a better person than she'll ever be. But she doesn't falter in her journey. She takes what she learns and strives to become a better person. A better hero. And it was all thanks to him.

The day had come to an end for our teenage heroes-in-training. The sky was dark and twinkling with stars, making it a beautiful view. Many students, by now, have already hit the deck. Some were still awake, still unable to sleep.

One of them is our rock-loving girl, Jiro. She was currently sitting on her bed, looking at her phone screen. On it, a video was being played. Said video displayed Jiro's performance during the School Festival. As she scrolled down the comment section, she read many comments that praised her talent. Some called her voice angelic, some called her talented, and some even called her a singing sensation. Jiro never expected to receive so much positivity about her musical talent. She was never open about her hobbies thinking that they weren't hero related. But after reading the mentioned comments, she couldn't help but feel happy. Happy about her own skills in music. It gave her hope that maybe one day, she could be able to save people through the music itself.

Feeling tired, she closed the Youtube app and opened up her Instagram profile page. She clicked on a video that displayed her singing without any music, and with certain words that read:

BPM: 120
Key: G
Open music production

Apparently, Jiro had been struggling with a lyricist's block. A type of situation that made her unable to compose music, even if she tried hard enough. Through online research, she found out that making an only-vocal track with instructions was one way of reaching out to music producers who were willing to make music to accompany her vocals.

Seeing that there was reply whatsoever, she closed her phone and set it aside. Switching off the lamp, she covered herself with the blanket and slowly drifted off to sleep. Waiting for the next day to come.

A/N: Yes, I'm gonna answer some of your doubts. At least those which I expect.

I couldn't upload due to my exams coming up. As of now, I'm gonna be on a two-month hiatus. By no means am I abandoning this story. I plan to see this through. Again, I apologize for my inconvenience. My update timing depends on whether I'm free or not.

Coming to some facts. This story will involve some music. So be prepared to copy, and paste the links that will be put in the future chapters on Youtube. I will also be placing time stamps.

For those of you who don't know, a lyricist's block is basically when you can't come up with the lyrics for your song, that you're composing. You are essentially blocked. And BPM stands for 'Beat Per Minute', Key is the note on a keyboard and it's corresponding chord/scale. These are musical terms used by many.

That's all for now. See you in two months. My next one shot will be an Izuku x Rossweisse one shot.

Dragon out.