Class 1-A Introspection: Seat 3: Tsuyu Asui

Asui looked at the camera. "So this is the other side. How much of an existential crisis should I be having right now?" A minor one, we're on a tight schedule. "Right, losing sanity as it is looking over this class." We know. It was planned like that. "So I think I've made it clear that Iruma's pretty much a little brother to me. It'd be weird if it was anything else." Yep, that's what we figured.

"The kid is an absolute danger magnet, so any time around him is mostly spent making sure he doesn't get into trouble. He nearly instigated three brawls just from wrong wording." Sounds like him. "I can't blame him though, he literally doesn't know any better. It's like when I tell my little brother and sister not to wander off on their own." Trust me, he needs someone to look over him.

"He's super earnest and happy though, just like a little kid. I've never seen him angry, or sad. I'm sure that's not healthy." It isn't. We're not even sure if he has anger inside of him other than his parents. "We need a crying session or something, a way to just get it all out at once. Then again that might be asking too much." Probably, which means it'll happen sooner or later.

"For now, I just want to make sure he's happy. UA's done a lot for him, and not just for his quirk training either. After those letters, I'm pretty sure there's no one in Class 1-A that doesn't want to be his friend." Except Bakugo. "Of course Bakugo, I thought that went without saying." It does, just wanted to double check. "Even Mineta's not as insufferable as I assumed he would be because of Iruma. Still deserves a few whacks upside the head though." That's fair.

Iruma Job Corner! Construction Family

"You know kid, you're really something, carrying all that equipment without a quirk." Mr Uraraka spoke up as Iruma lifted some metal beams.

"Yeah, Bunny-sensei helped me learn to lift heavy stuff. This is nothing." At least at this point, who knew breaking bones made them stronger? "What are we building anyway?"

"A new school. Strangest thing, it's been completely attomized. Took us weeks to fill the crater with dirt."

"Really, a whole school?" That didn't sound good at all. "Did anybody get hurt?"

"Nah, the school was empty when it happened. It still came out of nowhere. They can't even find traces of tnt or quirk usage." The man shrugged. "But their loss is our gain. And trust me, by the end of the year, Aldera Middle School will stand proud again!"

That sound ni.."LOOKOUT!" He pushed Mr Uraraka out of the way as a bolt of lightning suddenly came down right where he was standing.

"Wow, you saved my life kid!" The man laughed. "I didn't see any clouds. How did you know it was coming?"

"I spent a lot of time on rooftops and mountains during stormy nights. Something in the air changes when lightning is about to strike." Who knew the metal in his tent support was so conductive?

The man looked worried at that for some reason, but turned his head as a woman that looked like Ochako walked up. "Honey, I just got word. The teachers that worked at this school are all suspected of having ties to the Meta Liberation Army."

"Seriously!?" He screamed, causing Iruma to blink in confusion. "Dang it, we can't just work for scumbags like that … but we signed a contract. We can't just stop building this now."

"Does it say it has to be a school?" Iruma asked. "I've worked with alot of construction companies and seen a lot of lawyers. A lot of people miss little details like that during big talks."

"Kid I don't think it's going to be that..what the..you're right." The woman handed the man a couple of signed papers "It just says it needs to be a place of education to fit the district."

"If that's the situation, let's make it a … hmm, Museum or Library … hey, what do kids like more nowadays?" The woman asked.

"Ooh, I've never seen one of those big dome places where they show a lot of stars on the ceiling that makes it look like you're in space."

"Planetarium it is!" The man laughed. "Oh you're gonna fit right in with this family kid." Wow, they must really want to adopt him or something.

Heroism around the world! Tigers in mexico

The Riveras, a legacy of heroism and villainy that dates back to even before the glowing baby of Quing Quing. Once quirks showed up the fights only got more serious. The only thing that stopped them from getting outright arrested is the fact that they were only learned of on deathbeds, and were the best of the best.

Entire neighborhoods would either be saved or stolen in the name of this family, who all heroes and villains stayed away from. Only a Rivera was insane enough to take on a Rivera, after all.

The latest rookie was a very special case. A child vigilante, good and evil deeds listed long and long. His quirk was up there with the top pros of Central America as well. Energy Shifting, absorbing the energy of life around him into the form of … well anything. Most notable cases note a tiger.

No one quite knew what to make of the little lad. Half the kids loved him for all the 'fun' he brought into school, the other half were scared of crossing his past, lest they be on the end of one of his chain claws.

Adults were more inclined to be annoyed at his antics, many chalking them up to childish pranks gone too far, the police, mainly the sheriff, sought to have him incarcerated to juvie until he reached eighteen, but whenever a villain came along, no court was willing to take it on because the little Rivera was more often than not the cause for the villains arrest.

"So what i'm saying is, we get the boots, and the hat, combine it with the belt, and make a kick so powerful it goes around the world! A new record baby!"

"I thought All Might made the record. There's no way we can beat that Frida."

"All Might, Shmall Fright! He's an old man WAY past his prime!" The police chief's daughter laughed. "Records are made to be broken!"

"If he's past his prime then why is he still number one?" The boy retorted. "Also after the last time I took the boots, dad put a special passcode lock on them when he sleeps. It's a no go there."

"So what you're saying is that the hat is free for the taking?"

"Eh, too many buttons." Manny shrugged. "Somehow working physics with my chains while swinging and shooting is LESS complicated. Do not ask me how it works."

"Wasn't planning on it … so how much longer is this gonna take?" She asked, pointing to the bear quirk villain trying and failing to land a solid blow on the tiger based vigilante.

"Not long. I was just waiting till the big guy tired himself out before I did this." Manny sent his claw to a nearby wall, and the villain tripped over it like a total klutz. "It's times like this that makes me wonder if heroes are even needed in this town."

"Given that the police don't know how to properly wield firearms … I'd say yes." It was a fair point. "So Churros?"

"Oh yeah, celebrating tonight!"

What if … Iruma was found by someone else

Iruma ran through the street and into the alley. These deliveries were not going to be on time and he needed to make the best of it. He needed to head back to the scrap beach right away if he was going to make enough money by the end of the year. He got cut a few times and felt a little woozy throughout the week, but his parents needed the money.

He just needed to make one las..OOF! "Sorry, sorry, sorry!" He immediately got back up and apologized to the tall and faceless man he bumped into. "I'm in a bit of a hurry and I didn't look where I was going."

"No problem." The man at least seemed nice enough, not getting angry like most people did with him. "After all, you're the one that dropped the food." Dropped it … oh no.

"No!" He screamed, hitting the ground, seeing the noodles flopped out and covered in dirt. "I failed it, how am I going to get money for food this week?" His body couldn't afford more.

"Are you so desperate for money that you run this for mere food?" The faceless man asked.

"I give everything to my parents, so yes, I really, really, REALLY need the money. I don't want to go another month without eating again."

"I see…So what if I could offer you a job? You'd have to do everything that you're told to do without question, no matter how unpleasant or unsavory it could be."

"That sounds exactly how my life is right now, so I'll join if I'm able to eat."

"Even better, I'll offer you food and shelter. A life of comfort."

"So you mean I can sleep on a bed for once?"

"You can even have your own room." The man gave him a kind smile, kinder than he's seen in a long while.

"Thank you!" He bowed politely. "You're the nicest person I've ever met mr…ah, what should I call you?"

"Just call me Sensei for now."

Annon Chat! School

Cannon: I'm Iruma-kun!

Fannon: I'm also Iruma-kun!

Cannon: Today we're talking about school lives. So, what's your school like?

Fannon: Oh, it's pretty busy. There's lots of work and assignments that I don't understand most of the time, but Iida and Momo usually help me out when I need it.

Cannon: I don't understand them either. I'm lucky to have people like Azz teach me, and people like Clara to give me memory songs for them.

Fannon: Memory songs sound so fun! I normally don't have time between training and working, but heroics class is super fun!

Cannon: I bet it is. Being taught how to help people, you're probably the best in that class, we're already super helpful!

Fannon: Yeah, allot of it about how to save people and hostages, so when that happens I'm usually good, but when it comes to fighting, Bakugo and Shoto are usually better than me, although no one hasn't been able to touch me yet during combat training, so I'm catching up!

Cannon: We don't have straight up combat classes, but whenever we have a Rank Up exam on occasion where Sabro and Azz let loose, they're like monsters in combat!

Fannon: Really? It could be a cool battle then between the strongest fighters, a four for all!

Cannon: I don't think either school will be left standing if that happened. Azz has a habit of lighting things on fire and letting it burn. He's nice to me and Clara, but not really to anyone else.

Fannon: Bakugo has the same problem, except he tries really hard to hide his nice side with all his yelling and cursing.

Cannon: Must be crazy. Oh, do you guys have a cafeteria too? The chefs there actually fill me up when they all put their best effort into it.

Fannon: Oh yeah, Food-sama's the best! He makes all the food by himself, each one made to specifically help each student, and he tries his best to fill me up too. Keeps calling me an empty endless void though.

Cannon: Weird, I don't think you can fit space in a stomach. There's already acid in there.

Fannon: I know right, super weird. Oh, are your classes divided up too? We have ours based on what students want to be growing up.

Cannon: Hm, not really. Stuff like that's mainly for the different ranking exams. Each class is divided by letters, except mine because we're the Misfit class. I think that means we're the most fun class.

Fannon: Our class is really fun too. I'm glad we can live such fun lives, aren't you?

Cannon: Absolutely!