The following day, Krillin arrived in class and noticed an unusual sight – Aizawa, their teacher, wrapped up in his sleeping bag. It was indeed an odd and somewhat comical sight, but Krillin had come to expect the unexpected at UA High School.
Soon after, the announcement came that they were going to elect a class president and vice president. Krillin considered his options but quickly realized that he didn't know much about his classmates beyond surface-level interactions. He had only been in the same class with them for a short time, and meaningful connections were yet to be formed.
Krillin's eyes scanned the classroom, landing on various students, each with their unique quirks and personalities. However, he couldn't discern much about them beyond their appearances and abilities. In the end, he decided not to vote for himself or anyone else. To him, the title of president or vice president held little significance, and he felt indifferent about the outcome.
Krillin left his ballot blank, his focus on more important matters than the class election. For him, becoming a hero meant more than holding a title, and he was determined to continue his journey of growth and self-discovery at UA High School.
Krillin sat at the lunch table, sharing a meal with Sero and Ojiro. He had a simple bowl of chili-filled dumplings in front of him, savoring the flavors as he engaged in conversation with his classmates.
"How's it going, guys?" Krillin asked with a friendly smile. "Any exciting plans for the training this afternoon?"
Sero and Ojiro exchanged glances before Sero responded, "Not much, really. Just the usual training exercises, I guess. But who knows, with this place, 'usual' can turn into something pretty wild."
Ojiro nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you never know what kind of surprises they have in store for us. But I guess that's what makes UA so interesting."
Krillin chuckled, appreciating their positive outlook. "True, true. Well, whatever it is, I'm sure we'll handle it just fine. After all, we're here to become heroes, right?"
The three classmates continued their lunchtime conversation, sharing their thoughts and experiences at UA High School as they bonded over their common goal of becoming heroes.
As they enjoyed their meal, Krillin, Sero, and Ojiro continued their conversation about their experiences at UA High School.
Sero, looking intrigued, asked Krillin, "So, Krillin, you've got some pretty unique moves and skills. What kind of martial arts training have you had before coming here?"
Krillin grinned, pleased to share a bit about his background. "Well, I trained under Master Roshi back in my world, and I've been in all sorts of battles against tough opponents. Martial arts have always been a big part of my life."
Ojiro nodded, showing his interest. "That's impressive. And I've seen you in action during the training exercises. You're really fast and skilled. It must be a great asset in hero work."
Krillin humbly acknowledged the compliment. "Thanks, Ojiro. I'm still learning the ropes here, but I'm eager to see how my martial arts can complement the quirks and abilities of my classmates. Teamwork is key, after all."
As the sudden alarm pierced the air, Krillin's instincts kicked into high gear. He looked around, taking in the chaotic scene as panic spread among the people around him. Without hesitation, he sprang into action, moving swiftly ahead of the group.
Krillin's training and experience had taught him to keep a cool head in moments of crisis. He navigated through the panicked crowd, offering reassurance and guidance where he could. His actions were quick and purposeful, and he took advantage of the situation to help restore order.
In his mind, there was no time for second-guessing. Being at UA High School had taught him the importance of heroism and responsibility, and he was determined to do his part to ensure the safety of those around him.
Krillin's quick and confident actions began to have a calming effect on the panicked crowd. His reassuring presence and calm demeanor helped quell the fear that had initially taken hold. People started to look to him for guidance and safety, recognizing his ability to handle the situation.
He directed people towards the nearest exits and emergency exits, ensuring that everyone had a clear path to evacuate the building. His martial arts training had honed his reflexes and awareness, allowing him to make split-second decisions to keep everyone safe.
As the commotion began to subside and the situation came under control, Krillin couldn't help but feel a sense of fulfillment. He may have been in a different world, but his desire to protect and help others remained unwavering. It was a reminder that heroism transcended quirks and abilities, and it was a path he was more than willing to walk, even in this unfamiliar world.
Krillin returned to the classroom, taking a seat and leaning back as he waited for the next part of the lesson. His attention was drawn to the unfolding drama as he overheard Izuku speaking.
Izuku, displaying his characteristic humility, offered the class presidency to Iida, recognizing the latter's dedication and hard work. Krillin observed Iida's eager disposition, seemingly ready to accept the role. However, he was taken aback when Iida declined the offer, citing Izuku's own contributions.
Krillin blinked in surprise, not expecting this turn of events. He leaned forward slightly, intrigued by the exchange. When Izuku insisted that Iida should take the position, Krillin couldn't help but chime in.
"No, Iida, I'm sure you've done way more than me," Krillin interjected, his voice calm and sincere. "Go ahead and take it. I'm still new to this world, and honestly, being president means nothing to me. I'm here to learn and become a hero, not to hold titles."
Izuku, Iida, and the rest of the class looked at Krillin with a mix of surprise and gratitude. It was clear that Krillin's perspective was refreshing, and his selflessness resonated with his classmates.
Iida, still torn, finally relented, realizing that Krillin's words held true wisdom. "Thank you, Krillin," he said sincerely. "Your humility and self-awareness are truly admirable. I'll accept the role, but I'll also ensure that we all work together as a team."
Izuku nodded in agreement, a sense of unity prevailing in the classroom. "That's right. We're all here to support each other and become the best heroes we can be."
Krillin smiled, content with the outcome. He had no desire for titles or recognition; his focus was on the journey ahead, the challenges he'd face, and the bonds he'd forge with his classmates at UA High School. In this moment, he felt a deeper connection with his new friends, knowing that they were all on the same path, striving to become heroes in their own unique ways.
In the late afternoon, the class was presented with a series of moral dilemma questions meant to stimulate discussion and critical thinking. As the questions were posed, Krillin couldn't help but engage with his fellow classmates, sharing his perspective with the enthusiasm of a 14-year-old who had already experienced a world tournament and battled the Red Ribbon Army.
The first question came up: "If you witnessed a villain attacking innocent civilians, but intervening would put your own life at risk, what would you do?"
Krillin raised his hand eagerly, ready to voice his opinion. "Well, I've been in some pretty tough spots before, and I've learned that sometimes you have to step up, even if it's risky. Heroes should protect people, right?"
Izuku nodded in agreement, his admiration for Krillin's courage evident. "That's true, Krillin. Putting ourselves on the line to save others is what being a hero is all about."
The discussion continued with each question, and Krillin eagerly shared his thoughts and experiences. His unique background added a different perspective to the class, and his classmates found his insights both intriguing and valuable.
As the afternoon went on, Krillin's interactions with his classmates allowed him to bond with them on a deeper level. They shared stories, debated ethical dilemmas, and learned from each other's experiences. It was a meaningful and enlightening discussion, one that brought the class closer together as they prepared to face the challenges of the hero world.
As the school day came to an end, the class received exciting news about their upcoming trip to the U.A. High School Unforeseen Simulation Joint (USJ). Krillin's eyes lit up with anticipation at the prospect of learning from experienced heroes in a practical setting.
Gathering his belongings, he bid his classmates farewell as they headed home. Krillin, however, was looking forward to returning to his dorm, his own little sanctuary in this new world. While he might still be considered an outsider due to his unique background, he felt a sense of camaraderie and connection with his classmates that had grown stronger throughout the day. That said he wouldn't have called any of them friends at least not yet.
Krillin's curiosity about the upcoming trip to USJ gnawed at him, and he couldn't help but wonder what kind of experiences awaited him there. He knew that each day at U.A. High School brought new challenges and opportunities, and he was determined to make the most of his time there, forging bonds and honing his skills on the path to becoming a hero.
A/N- This one is a bit shorter I know, but wanted to separate the events at USJ