Arival at Class

A/N- Thank you very much for the reviews, Okay, one he is 14, so the age between when Sabo died Age 10, and when he left to become a pirate age 17. I put that in the first chapter where he notices one he is weaker, and two younger when he looks at the mirror. His mentor will not be all might so no worries there, and I don't think I will follow the cannon, except two cannon events I can think of will be in the story for sure at least. Lastly, I don't plan on making Ace meek, but that is a fair point, thanks for the review. Now this is mostly a setup chapter, I didn't want to put event that is mentioned at the end of the chapter in with this.

The first rays of morning sunlight filtered through Ace's dorm room window, gently rousing him from his slumber. As he stretched and yawned, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness bubbling within him. Today was the first day of classes at UA High School, a pivotal moment in his journey as a prospective hero.

Ace swung his legs over the edge of his bed and stood up, feeling the cool floor beneath his feet. His gaze drifted towards a neatly folded uniform laid out on a nearby chair. It was the standard UA school uniform, the attire that marked him as a part of this esteemed institution.

With a sense of purpose, Ace dressed in the uniform, his movements methodical as he fastened the buttons and adjusted the collar. He caught his reflection in the mirror, his youthful appearance staring back at him. It was a stark reminder of the new beginning he was embarking upon, a chance to redefine himself in a world where heroes were revered and quirks were the norm.

As he studied his reflection, a cascade of thoughts flooded his mind. The weaknesses he had identified during his training sessions loomed large – his lack of stamina, the need to strengthen his physical prowess, and the realization that he had only scratched the surface of his own abilities. The finger bullets attack he had demonstrated was just the tip of the iceberg, a single manifestation of a power that held untapped potential.

Ace clenched his fists, his determination resolute. "I won't let these weaknesses hold me back. I'll work harder, train smarter, and become the hero I aspire to be."

With a deep breath, Ace left his room and made his way through the bustling halls of UA. The air was charged with anticipation, a collective energy that seemed to hum with excitement and ambition. As he navigated the corridors, he exchanged nods and greetings with fellow students, a sense of camaraderie settling in his chest.

Outside, the campus came to life, students converging on the central courtyard, their chatter creating a vibrant backdrop to the scene. Ace's heart beat with a mixture of nervousness and determination as he joined the throng, his eyes scanning the faces around him.

His path was set – a journey of self-discovery, growth, and the pursuit of heroism. With the memory of his past, the friendships he had forged, and the flame that burned within him, Ace was ready to embrace every challenge and seize every opportunity that UA High School had to offer.

The first day of school had arrived, and Ace stood at the threshold of a future filled with endless possibilities.

Ace navigated through the bustling corridors of UA High School, his determined stride carrying him forward amidst the sea of students. He deftly sidestepped a couple of excited students engrossed in their conversation, his focus unwavering as he consulted the note in his hand.

"Class 1-B," Ace muttered to himself, his gaze scanning the hallway for the room number.

As he moved along, he couldn't help but notice the various quirks on display around him – students demonstrating their abilities with ease, creating an atmosphere of both awe and inspiration. Ace's thoughts drifted to his own unique power, a force that had already left an indelible mark on his journey at UA.

Finally, his search led him to a door adorned with the unmistakable label: "Class 1-B." Ace took a moment to steady his nerves, his heart pounding in anticipation. This was the next step, the beginning of his formal education as a hero.

With a determined breath, Ace pushed open the door, stepping into the classroom. The room was a buzz of activity, students engaged in conversations, finding their seats, and preparing for the day ahead. Ace's eyes swept across the faces, his gaze lingering on the various expressions – excitement, curiosity, determination.

As he made his way further into the room, Ace exchanged a few polite nods with his new classmates, a sense of camaraderie already beginning to form. He reached the designated area where he would be seated, his feeling a mix of emotions – anticipation, curiosity, and the undeniable drive to make the most of this opportunity.

Ace stepped into the classroom, his gaze sweeping over the faces of his fellow classmates in Class 1-B. His eyes held a calm curiosity as he took in the diverse array of individuals who would be sharing this journey with him. From the energetic to the contemplative, each student seemed to exude a unique aura of determination.

His attention was soon drawn to the front of the room, where a towering figure stood – Sekijiro Kan, the teacher of Class 1-B. Ace's eyes narrowed slightly, studying the imposing figure who commanded respect with a mere presence.

Ace's natural charisma couldn't help but shine through as he walked further into the room. A couple of students nearby exchanged friendly nods and greetings, seemingly drawn to his aura of quiet confidence. Ace responded with a small smile and a nod, his demeanor relaxed and approachable.

He found an empty seat and settled in, his posture attentive as he continued to observe his surroundings. His ears caught snippets of conversation, introducing him to the personalities and dynamics within the class.

A bespectacled girl with a serious expression engaged in a discussion with a boy sporting an air of mischief. Ace's lips twitched slightly, recognizing the subtle interplay of personalities that made up the fabric of Class 1-B.

His thoughts were briefly interrupted as a boy with a boisterous laugh approached him. "Hey there, new guy! You must be the last-minute addition, huh?"

Ace turned to meet the boy's friendly gaze, offering a nod in response. "Yeah, that's me. Name's Ace."

The boy grinned, extending his hand. "I'm Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, but you can call me Tetsu. Nice to meet you!"

Ace shook Tetsu's hand, a genuine smile playing on his lips. "Likewise, Tetsu."

As the morning announcements began and Sekijiro Kan addressed the class, Ace's attention shifted to the front of the room. The teacher's authoritative presence was palpable, a reminder that the path to becoming a hero wouldn't be easy.

Ace sat attentively in his seat, his focus fixed on Sekijiro Kan as the homeroom teacher introduced himself and provided an overview of the day ahead. Kan's stern yet commanding presence filled the room, instantly capturing the attention of every student.

"Alright, listen up, Class 1-B!" Kan's voice resonated with authority. "I'm Sekijiro Kan, your homeroom teacher, and I don't tolerate slacking off or half-hearted effort. This is gonna be a year of hard work, so you better be ready to give it your all!"

Ace couldn't help but admire the teacher's no-nonsense attitude. It was clear that Kan held high expectations for his students and was determined to mold them into formidable heroes.

"Now, let's cut to the chase," Kan continued, his gaze sweeping across the room. "Today, you'll be taking part in an obstacle course. It's not your typical run-of-the-mill course, mind you. This one is designed to test your quirk usage, your physical prowess, and your ability to think on your feet. Consider it a pre-test to gauge where you all stand as we kick off this class."

Ace's interest piqued. An obstacle course that would assess their abilities from every angle sounded like a thrilling challenge – a chance to showcase what he had learned so far and push himself to excel.

Kan's lips curled into a slight smirk as he continued. "Don't think this is just for show. The results of this course will play a role in shaping your training moving forward. So don't hold back. Use your quirks creatively, strategize, and most importantly, give it your all."

Ace nodded, his determination solidifying. This was an opportunity to prove himself, to demonstrate the potential he held within him. He couldn't afford to hold back or underestimate the significance of this test.

"As for the specifics, you'll be divided into teams and compete against each other," Kan explained. "The obstacles will challenge your agility, strength, teamwork, and quick thinking. It's a comprehensive assessment that'll give us a clearer picture of your strengths and weaknesses."

Ace's gaze remained locked on Kan, his anticipation growing. This was more than just a test of physical abilities; it was a chance to showcase his adaptability and resourcefulness in the face of varied challenges.

"In the hero world, adaptability is key. Your ability to handle the unexpected and still come out on top can make all the difference," Kan emphasized. "So, Class 1-B, get ready to push your limits and show me what you're made of!"