Heroes and Villians

by solarium2

Since he was four years old, his life became a true nightmare. When he turns fourteen, the person who is supposed to have once been his best friend tells him very directly to commit suicide. And that same day he meets his favorite hero and asks him the most important thing he has and the hero only tells him to abandon his dream and look for another since it is impossible for him.

6. Part 1: Bad Actions Bring Consequences

He looked around. The room he had chosen at the Ramshackle Dorm was as messy as he had found it, despite the fact that the day before he had done his best to tidy the place up a bit but he knew that the place wouldn't be tidied up with just a broom and a mop.

He looked at the mirror above the fireplace, its opaque and old tone had changed in the indecipherable light that came out of that dirty glass. Carefully and full of curiosity, Midoriya got out of bed, making sure Grim didn't wake up because he was sure he would make a fuss and he really didn't want to alert the ghosts that seemed to be walking through the hallways of the dorm. He looked at the mirror seeing that light that seemed to hypnotize but the reality he was in seemed to distort when a maze of roses appeared before him; of opaque colors and different shades of gray, both the labyrinth and the plants and the… cards that they had their own.

That place seemed to have no color at all.

Or so he thought until he saw the Ace of Clubs card dancing with a paintbrush dripping red paint.

"Quickly paint the roses red," he said as he danced. I appreciated another letter from the other end of the rose bush that they were painting, repeating the same action as their partner.

"Hurry, before they wither."

"Paint... roses?" Izuku questioned, surprised, that action seemed very strange to him. The sound of a voice made him turn around, there at the entrance was a girl, who was younger than him, she was wearing a blue dress with a white apron, white leggings and black shoes, her blonde hair was tied up by a black ribbon that served as a headband.

"Why do you paint white roses red?" the girl asked causing Midoriya to feel relieved that he wasn't the only one with doubts.

The two of clubs card responded: "Well you see… We planted white roses by mistake. The queen ordered us to be red or she would cut off our heads."

"...Gee..." said the two human boys.

"That's right, that's why we're painting them pink," answered the three of clubs.

And with that the darkness returned to his reality, everything was just as he had left it, he sat on his bed strangely. He was supposed to be in front of the mirror looking at what was happening inside it but now he realized that he was only in his bed and that the mirror does not emit the same brightness, disoriented whereabouts, maybe it was just a dream.

If that was it... a dream.

"But… what was that exactly?" he asked himself in a whisper. But a loud knock on the door made him throw away what little sleep there was still in his system. "That was a very strange dream…"

"...Hey..." Grim called him, just as he seemed to have woken up recently because his fur was so fluffy and messy that he looked like a real ball of fur. "There seems to be a nighttime visitor, you know," the knocking on the door made the two students reluctantly get up and go downstairs still in their pajamas. "What's happening? Isn't it ghosts again? They don't know when to give up, you know."

"I don't think it's the ghosts," Midoriya said, looking at the visible corners. "Possibly it's the director, he said he would see us to give us the uniform," he said, remembering the small note that the ghosts had given him before going to bed.

When they reached the hall they did not hesitate to approach the door to open it. "Who will be so late?" I ask on the other side of the door.

A familiar voice answered him on the other side. "It's me, Ace. "Let me come in for a moment," the teenager asked. The inhabitants of Ramshackle Dorm looked at each other in confusion. "Ace there?" At two in the morning?

"Ace? What's going on so late?" Grim asked without understanding, Izuku opened the door letting the older teen see everything to reveal something abnormal on his neck. "...GHEH!...That on his neck…"

"I will never return to Heartslabyul again. From today on I will stay in your dormitory!" declared the one from the heart.

"That?!"

If Izuku were to mention the strangest things that had happened in his life, it would be that after dying he woke up in another world and that he now found himself in front of the teenager who seemed to be very angry and truly frustrated by having that necklace on his neck that he remembered wrongly. It prevented him from using magic. The three of them ended up going to the living room where the three of them sat down trying to understand the situation that Trappola was possibly putting them in and it was something that did not look good.

"...That necklace…" Grim began somewhat doubtfully. "It's the same one who put me in the high-class red at the ceremony, you know... You... why are you wearing that?"

"I ate cake."

"Just… that?", Izuku asked, thinking that he had heard wrong due to sleep.

"That's right, just that. I was hungry when I returned to the bedroom, I checked the refrigerator and there was a cake inside... Plus there were three whole cakes. Then… The dorm leader showed up and started saying a lot of things about cakes and a dorm rule, and he put this necklace on me!… That was…"

Silence reigned in the room, the two students looked at each other as if they were communicating telepathically and sighed in surrender at the stupidity of their partner. "They're both wrong, you know."

"For having a little bit of pie," Trappola complained. "Isn't it going far like sealing my magic? For a magician it is like having your arms and legs chained. Plus there were three whole ones, right?! There's a limit to how narrow-minded you can be!"

"Hmm…True…but…"

"What's happening? With such a lukewarm reaction?" I asked the freckled man.

"...It could be..." Grim looked at Midoriya seeking to confirm his answer, which was confirmed with a nod. "Three whole cakes could be for some kind of party. Like someone's birthday or something," Izuku nodded in agreement. "I'm very good at deduction, you know!"

"A birthday?"

"That would explain his anger… If you ate something that was already intended for someone it is more than obvious that he would be angry. It could even be for some other important event your dorm is having."

"...Ehh...Ummmm. I totally thought what you would say that the leader was being tyrannical, prefect," his tone of voice sounded like betrayal.

"You're right, he's a bit of a tyrant," Izuku acknowledged. "But…"

"It's your fault for stealing a pie in the first place," Grim scolded.

Midoriya looked at him with pity, he knew what it was like to make mistakes and have the consequences of those actions. "Go apologize tomorrow."

"Food grudges are the worst, you know, Oh, that's right! I also…didn't get my cans of tuna from the director, you know."

Izuku almost fell off the chair he was in. For a moment he thought Grim was being rational.

Ignoring the last thing Grim said, Ace sighed. "Understood. I just have to apologize, right? "It's your idea prefect so you have to come with me."

"Alright."

"So. For now, where should I sleep tonight?"

"...You... Are you really going to stay?" Grim asked. "All the rooms except the sample are a disaster. "If you want to sleep I clean a room for you."

"No, I definitely won't clean," for a moment Midoriya wondered what this guy could do other than bother people and insult them and everything. "Prefect~ Let me stay in your room. I'm thin so I won't take up space, yes? "

The freckled man looked at him as if he were a madman from a mental hospital. "H-hey… no, but you can sleep on the couch!"

"Jealous. Alright. I will sleep alone on the sofa in the living room, good night!", and with that he lay down as best he could on the sofa, grabbed a sheet without caring that it was full of dust and covered himself. The other two looked a little nervous but they didn't stop him from having that childish tantrum. They carefully returned to their room and ended up sleeping for a while longer before they had to get up again to go to their first day at Night Raven College. .

"Why do I have a feeling that everything will turn upside down?"

When he woke up a heavy feeling settled in his chest. The previous day had been a complete disaster for everyone involved and he had really collapsed as soon as he touched the mattress in the room he had been assigned due to his situation and now, a few hours later, he had to face the truth that he was not in home and that everything that had happened so far was his new reality.

He got out of bed and looked at what would be his room. Like the rest of the building, but unlike the rest, his room was separated from everyone else. The teachers there had allowed him to stay in their bedroom area, although a little away from them to give him privacy, but despite everything. They managed to find him and leave the white uniform on one of the chairs in the bedroom, which was almost the size of their house for a change.

"This is stupid," he said when he had to get up and go to the bathroom that was just past one of the doors in the room. A whole bath in thefuckedtub and dressed in that stupid uniform that would make him look more like the prince he was not at all, he tried to comb his hair only for it to end up as spiky as always and left his room with the notebooks and books that indicated the schedule that he was given. assigned and walked around the place until he reached what would be his classroom, along the way he met several students and some teachers who looked at him analyzing him, most of them knew his situation so he did not feel intimidated in showing his bad temper and warning look at anyone who even tried to communicate with him.

I wasn't in the mood to answer stupid, obvious questions. For the new students he was just another student who had a great entrance at the opening ceremony, as they called him, and for the older ones he was just a problematic boy whose existence was an unknown given everything known in that place. He plopped down in one of the front seats together in a corner and waited for both his new classmates and teacher to arrive.

The day before, Principal Ambrose had explained to him that they couldn't keep him hidden forever, so they would pass him off as a student while they investigated what had happened to bring him to that world. Something that would be difficult since only the old case of a girl named Alicia was found, but it is unknown how she arrived or how she returned to her world to begin with. I snort at the realization that I would possibly be stuck there for days or even months, at best.

He looked boredly at the blackboard. The topic that he was showing them was really interesting for him since it did not belong to that place but his head did not allow him to process any topic because his mind was immersed in the past which was captured in that photo album with which he had arrived. to Twisted Wonderland, as the inhabitants of that place called it, and that for nothing in the world he would keep away from his things.

Needless to say, he had it hidden in his backpack.

He also thought about Izuku.

That voice had told him that he would see him again, although he still did not know if the voice was real or it was a practical joke in his brain just to make him excited about things that were not possible, but that voice had taken him to that world so possibly Izuku would be there, where? He doesn't know but he would find it and the two of them would return home.

If only he knew that Midoriya didn't want to relive his suffering.

"Mr. Bakugou, would you be so kind as to pay attention to the lesson?" The Master did not seem at all willing to put up with the carefree attitude of the blonde who had apparently not paid attention to the lesson.

"I was talking about the history of the Dwarves mine. From what I understood, it was a place where mana or magic stones were obtained, which would be sent to nobles and royalty. Mostly for magic matters and stuff."

The adult looked at him carefully. "Pay attention."

And he returned to his thing.

"Hey, new guy," called one of his classmates who sat behind him. He had white hair and gray eyes that looked almost like liquid silver. "How do you do it? "I've been trying to pay attention but every time Professor White opens his mouth I get distracted."

"I heard he's the strictest," said another in a whisper. "Many claim that he expelled several people last semester."

"But they deserved it," added another. "My brother told me that they wanted to be too clever by entering the rival school on the other side of the island and committing acts of vandalism."

"I know that the rivalry between Night Raven College has existed since the two schools were founded centuries ago, but isn't it excessive for them to commit such acts? That's what interscholastic events exist for!"

"Not only that," another student added. "It is rumored that Night Raven students are bullies, but they have never tried to enter Royal Sword, it is just verbal attacks more than anything."

"And they are always in town," sighed the first student who spoke. "It is sad to know that we who are called the brightest and kindest students commit such acts."

"They don't physically attack because it's not convenient for them," after all Katsuki intervened in the conversation. The five students looked at him attentively, while they saw that he was taking notes from the class as if he had nothing else to do. "They won't retaliate directly, they like to stalk theirdams and then attack."

"You say it as if they were hunters."

"Whether they are hunters or not, it really doesn't matter, they don't care, as long as they are not the ones who are harmed in their record, they don't care that others comment on those acts. And as long as they are not seen committing acts like thevandalism "Everything goes the way they want."

"You seem to know a lot about the subject," one said with a smug smile. "Could it be that you have some family in Night Raven?"

"No, my whole family is far away."

"Are you sure?" the black-haired man continued insisting. "I heard that something similar to our ceremony happened two nights ago," the mention of it caught Bakugou's attention, the director had not informed him of it. "In the town they said that a student without magic was among Night Raven's students, can you believe it? "A child without magic entered one of the most prestigious magic schools."

Snickers reached the ash blonde's ears, that situation seemed very ironic to him, a boy without magic surrounded by magical people, yes, it was something that seemed chillingly familiar to him. Even in that world they made him see that the teasing towards his former childhood friend was cruel and possibly that boy would not have the life he wanted so much and problems such as discrimination would always follow him.

For a moment I thought it would be nice to meet that boy.

But then he discarded it, he didn't want to get in trouble with the extras he had as companions.

He continued taking points for the rest of the class. Teacher White, as the bodyspin had called him, had insisted on trying to make him look bad but thanks to his very good memory he managed to answer everything they asked him.

Maybe researching this world wouldn't be bad...

The thunderous knocks on the main door ended up waking up the trio of students who were in the old dormitory, very lazily, the new prefect got ready and dressed in the uniform that he had found on one of the chairs in his room, possibly it had been Crowley who had snuck in during the night, but still couldn't contain his surprise when he saw how quickly he had gotten the uniform in a reasonable size.

Ace got up from the couch with a tremendous pain in his neck and walked to the entrance to open the door. "Who will it be? Banging on the door early in the morning," Trappola complained without noticing the withering looks of his companions. Another crash caused the dust on the ceiling to fall on the Heartslabyul student's head, leaving him filled with disgust. "This place is so dilapidated that dust falls at the slightest movement!" The beating seemed to get worse due to his voice. "Yes Yes Yes Yes! Now I open! So stop banging on the door!"

As best he could, he opened the heavy and old door, coming face to face with his now recognizable Deuce Spade, his dormmate, who did not seem surprised to find him in that dormitory whose guardian arrived shortly after finishing getting ready with Grim on his shoulder. "As I thought, you came here."

"Deuce," Trappola had finally learned his name.

"Hear what happened from other residents. They collared you after stealing a cake from the dorm leader," he sighed, completely defeated. "You are a complete idiot."2

"Be quiet! "I don't want to hear that from you," Ace complained. "By the way, is the leader still angry?"

"Not really. He seemed a little irritated with guys who were late for the morning roll call but… three people ended up with the same fate as you."

"He didn't calm down at all! He is definitely angry!"

Ace couldn't believe Spade's unconsciousness in the situation, it was more than obvious that the red-haired dwarf was still angry and had taken it out on other students for the slightest mistake they made. Now more than ever he had to follow Izuku's advice to apologize so as not to receive a worse punishment than he had.

The four students left the dormitory to join the other students walking down the main street. The three humans were talking about the classes they would see on that dial, they had been given the schedules and to the joy of the problem duo and the surprise and fatigue of the freckled man they would be sharing classes together. Both Ace and Deuce make some jokes about maintaining order now that they would have a prefect in class and Izuku thought he was going to die again but now from the anxiety and stress that the Heartslabyul couple causes him along with Grim.

"Good! Get out of the way!" Grim wasted no time in getting the attention of most of the students walking around him. "This great wizard makes his way as a new student of Night Raven College, you know!" He looked at the duo arrogantly. "Look at this necklace. Unlike the ugly necklace on your neck, mine is very elegant, you know. Besides, you can't use magic now, right? From today you will be a good janitor."

"You're not stopping because of yesterday, are you?" Midoriya asked seriously, which was replaced by a slight mocking smile because deep down he knew that this was the revenge that deep down he had wanted Trappola to suffer for insulting and belittling him. in different ways the day before.

Ace let out an incomprehensible grumble as he held back his anger. "...You...I'll definitely remember that when I get my magic back!"

"The director yesterday said not to do another scene, right?" Deuce reminded them. "But now you will have problems in class with your sealed magic," he looked at his classmate who kept frowning at the beast's taunts. "How about you apologize to the Rosehearts dorm leader and ask him to take it away?"

"Shit! "This isn't going to go well," Ace cursed loudly.

"We still have time before class. And I'm curious about the other bedrooms, you know." Grim began. "Let's watch Ace's apology."

"I'm not a show! Damn!"

The quartet turned around and headed to the hall of mirrors. Now Izuku could see them more closely, each one was arranged in different sections as if they were a gallery, on the left side were the mirrors of Scaravia, Pomefiore and Heartslabyul, on the right side Savanaclaw, Ignihyde and Octavinelle and right in the center were I found the mirror that leads to Diasomnia's bedroom. The group of students approached the mirror of the Queen of Hearts' bedroom and crossed it. When doing this, Midoriya felt a real chill run through his body, but despite his tone, he did not let his amazement diminish once that bright light that illuminated him. had blinded for a few moments; When his eyes adapted to his surroundings again he could see a place that seemed straight out of some fantasy book.

In front of him was a grandiose structure that looked like a castle, it was not as big as the one at the school but it was similar. The long hallway that took him to that place was surrounded by heart-shaped trees with very elegant red roses, a small fountain in front of the entrance. The colors, red, white and black really reigned in the place.

Grim let out a surprised sound. "This is impressive!" he said, looking around. "It can't compare to our dormitory at all!" Izuku couldn't deny that.

"Ours is in development!" he jokingly complained, there was no way that dormitory would end up stable before he left. The group walked through the maze looking for the leader since according to Deuce he had been in the garden checking some things. Their search was useless because Rosehearts was not there and there were a few minutes left before the bell rang.

"Damn, Damn. I have to paint the roses quickly," an unknown voice caught the group's attention. There among the rose bushes, there was a boy in the institutional uniform, climbing on top of a ladder with a bucket of red paint with a brush in hand, he seemed very rushed in his task of painting the roses.

They wait…

Paint roses?

Izuku looked at him again in disbelief, seeing how that teenager older than him was painting white roses red as if it were a life or death job.

"Someone is there, you know."

Grim's voice seemed to break him from his concentration as the bucket full of paint almost fell on his head. "Oh, be careful. I was able to splash paint on their heads."

"I feel like I've seen this before," Izuku muttered as he saw the situation.

"Do you guys need anything?" he asked his young companions who seemed as bewildered as Midoriya.

"What are you doing with that?" Ace asked, looking around, seeing several buckets of red paint and brushes scattered throughout the maze.

"This? As you can see, I am painting the roses white," the guy responded.

"Hey? Why are you doing that?", the confusion on Deuce's face became more visible the more the guy talked.

"Your reaction is so fresh and cute!" I look at them carefully. "Now that I have a good look at you… You are the first-year rookies who destroyed the 10,000,000 million madol chandelier."

"We will hear about that chandelier until the day we graduate…" Ace murmured defeatedly, realizing that this anecdote would remain for eternity in the hallways of Night Raven College.

Then the eldest turned to him heartily with a smile. "And you are… The one who added more punishments for stealing the dorm leader's cake last night. "I'm lucky to meet notorious newcomers first thing in the morning," he came down the stairs, pulling out a phone from one of his pants pockets. "Hey Hey hey! Let's take a photo!" He took the photo without warning, causing great surprise to the quartet. "Can I publish it on Magicam? Tell me your names so I can tag you," the four of them hesitated to say it but in the end they ended up providing their names. "I'm Ace and Deuce's senpai, third year Cater Diamond, call me Cater-kun if you like, Cat-kun is fine too, delighted."

"N-Nice to meet you too," Izuku looked at him carefully, Cater had orange hair, not like Ace who seemed to have a more reddish color, the top part was tied back into a ponytail while the rest hung down. straight. His eyes were green, but they were not the same color as Izuku's, under his left eye he had a red diamond-shaped patch.

"Ah, you…" Cater looked at the freckled boy carefully, he was very short for a first-year boy, but he couldn't really say for sure remembering that the dorm leader and many others were short. But Midoriya's boyish face certainly rivaled the other students, it was as if he was barely old enough to enter. "You're the prefect of the abandoned dormitory I heard about, right? Good for you to live in a place like that," Izuku didn't know if it was an insult or a compliment. "It's so dark that you can't get a good photo for magicam there. You really have my sympathy~"

"This guy… He's really out of his mouth, you know."

"You're not one to talk Grim."

"Ah, I don't have time to chat!" Diamond looked alarmed when he saw the time. "The party is in two days, I don't want them to cut off my head for being late," then the older man stopped halfway up the stairs when he was trying to go up again to continue his work and then he looked at them. Izuku mockedly swore that he had seen a lightbulb go off above Cater's head when he saw him smile in his direction. "Hey, Hey, guys, can you help me paint the roses?"

"And... Why are you doing something so strange?" Ace couldn't help but ask at the older man's actions.

"Roses painted red at a party are more photogenic!... I guess? I also have to paint the flamingos in colors for the croquet game," the more I talked, the more confused the quartet became. Paint flamingos in colors for a croquet game? "And I'm busy with all this work."

"Do you change the colors of the flamingos?" Grim's disbelief seemed to be such that his thoughts came to light. "Your duties are very strange, you know."

"So, the pie Ace ate. It was going to be for the dorm leader's birthday party, right?" Deuce realized. "That's why I was so angry."

"Nope, it's not like that," Cater denied while painting the flowers.

"What's not like that?!" Ace seemed very surprised by the statement. "So… whose birthday is it?"

"It's no one's birthday. The day after tomorrow is our traditional dorm celebration: 'The Unbirthday Party'. "The leader picks a random day that isn't anyone's birthday and we have a tea party," the elder explained.

"What the hell is that?"

"For now! Worry for later, later. For now you have to make the roses red," he turned to look at Spade and the little beast. "Little Deuce and Grim can do it with magic," he then looked at the other two with an even bigger smile. "Little Ace and little supervisor, they can't use magic and there's paint here," he pointed to the cans and brushes.

"Magic to change the color of roses you say…", Deuce seemed completely lost, he didn't know a spell that would accomplish such a thing.

"I've never done anything like that, you know."

"Okay, okay, relax! "We will solve it somehow!" he tried to calm his companions. "Let's hurry up if we don't want to lose our minds to the dorm leader~"

And so, following Cater's instructions, the group of first years got to work. Both Ace and Izuku tried not to stain the grass too much or use too much paint, because the roses would be ruined if the paint was too much for them, which they ruled out when Diamond told them that it was a special paint for them, so they relentlessly accelerated the pace finishing two trees, very unlike Deuce and Grim who tried to paint the roses with their feather and magic necklace, which was not effective.

"...Red!...Red!...Like this!...it's blue…" Deuce said when he saw his failed attempt.

"Changes its color! Take that!" Grim's shout ended up alerting the rest, when they looked at him they found an entire tree on fire, Izuku sighed.

"I told you, when you scream, don't use your fire, you'll end up killing someone!"

"You guys are more terrible than I imagined," Cater lamented, realizing that perhaps he had made the mistake of asking the rookies for help.

"By the way, aren't white roses okay? "They're pretty like that," Ace couldn't help but ask, his mother's garden was always full of white roses so painting them red seemed somewhat incongruous.

"This is our tradition. Regardless of whether the roses are white at the non-birthday party, they must be red," the oldest began to explain. "And we used flamingos in seven different colors for croquet with hedgehogs as a ball."

"I feel sorry for those hedgehogs," Midoriya murmured with a grimace, he knew it was getting hit and it wasn't pretty, not nice at all.

"But the flower concert in the garden has white roses," Cater continued, ignoring the freckled man. "That is also an important point."

"They're all such strange rules, you know!", and the group couldn't agree more with his thought.

"The rules were decided by the Queen of Hearts of the Big Seven. Young Riddle is particularly passionate about following the rules, even compared to other strict dorm leaders. Well, I'm not going to deny that sometimes it goes too far…" he said that last bit, looking at Ace, especially at his neck where the necklace was.

"It's true, I don't have time for this," Ace recalled. "I want to talk to the leader, but is he still inside?"

"Hm? I think there's still time before he leaves, but… By the way the leader's little cake-stealing Ace, did you bring an apology cake?"

"Hey? No, I came early, I'm empty-handed."

Cater made a pitiful sound. "I see. Then you go against the laws of the queen of hearts #53: 'One must always return what was stolen', since you don't bring it I can't let you enter the bedroom."

"Haa? What the hell is that?"

"I'll also lose my mind if I let you in knowing that you don't obey the rules. I'm sorry, but... you must leave before Riddle notices..."

"Woah, w-wait. His face looked like he was serious," everyone seemed disconcerted by the change in Diamond's face a second before after having a confident and even contagious smile all that time. "Hey, do something!"

"Why me?!" Deuce asked when Ace grabbed his arm.

"Please! I can't use magic right now."

"It's not like we have the knowledge to go against a third-year student Ace either," Izuku mentioned. "Deuce, he doesn't know many spells, Grim only knows how to make fire and float a little and I don't have magic."

"Uwahh, here it comes!", and he was right, Cater

"Then go get a cake and try again, okay?" Bye bye!"

And with that he led the group out of the maze and left them near the mirror that would take them to school. "What's wrong with that guy?"

"We knocked him down and knocked him down, he still kept coming back… was he using some illusion magic?"

"Also, do they turn us away at the door without a cake? We had nothing to start with," Trappola complained when he saw that he had achieved nothing. "He didn't use it to paint the damn roses."

"He did use us, you know."

"Then we just have to bring a cake and try again right? "We can go what a-… Shit!"

"What's wrong?!" Izuku was alarmed, what he had learned from yesterday was that Deuce always got alarmed by something serious.

"This is bad! The entrance bell has already rung. We'll be late!"

"My brilliant school life will be tarnished on the first day!" Grim was as alarmed as Spade. Don't waste your time and let's hurry up!"

"By the way, Prefect, what class are you two in?" Trappola asked. "They are first years, right?"

"The principal said…uh class 1-A."

"I see, we're in the same class," Deuce joined in. "The first class is Alchemy."

"But guys…" Midoriya joined the conversation, bewildered. "I told you a while ago…"

The two of Heartslabuyl seemed to almost collapse at their stupidity while Grim celebrated how fun the alchemy class sounded.

"In the end I won't be able to use magic, but... I wonder if I'll be okay with that...", the boy with the heart tried to change the topic, he felt embarrassed because of the above and he didn't want to look like an idiot in front of the prefect who seemed to have more brains. that he.

The quartet hurried to the main building for their classes, there was almost no one in the hallways, which alarmed the pike boy and the freckled boy who seemed to be in a greater hurry than Trapppola who was reluctantly following them. When they arrived at the laboratory, they were lucky not to come face to face with the professor in charge, so they quickly went to the back of the room where the only cauldron available was located. Izuku almost yelled at fate when he saw the professor enter the lab as he was sitting down.

The man greeted everyone with a smile, looked at them carefully until he stopped at his new acquisitions. "You are all fresh faces in my classroom. There are some strange hair colors in the class," he said, looking at Midoriya who shifted somewhat uncomfortably in his seat. "Not bad," he approached the small group at the end and ruffled the freckled man's hair a little. "Make sure you take care of it daily," I look back at the class. "My name is Divus Crewel, feel free to call me Master Crewel. Now hurry up and sit down. Class will begin," he walked to the front of the class and grabbed one of the books on his desk, along with a piece of chalk, and began writing on the blackboard. "First the basics. I will pound the names and appearances of a hundred different types of medicines and poisons into your little brains. We'll look at mushrooms later. "Now memorize them so that they don't get poisoned by things they eat from the ground," at that the trio of students looked directly at the little beast who shrank a little in his seat before Midoriya's greenish gaze. "Dogs will eat whatever is on the ground. Your teachings will be strict and you better not see any broken marks on your exams."

"I see... By the way, what's a mushroom?" Deuce looked so serious when he said that that Izuku almost giggled.

"Bluegh… I'm not good at memorizing."

"All that matters about grass is whether it tastes good or not, you know."

Izuku smiled, he was good at memorizing things as well as drawing specific things, he would have no problems when carrying out the jobs assigned to him. Very unlike the third next to him who began with great problems when trying to keep up with the unbridled pace of the teacher and his partner who seemed to have a very unusual experience of moving his hand while looking away. For a moment Ace wished he had that ability to take notes.

Izuku looked carefully at his teacher, Professor Divus had two-color hair, black and white, he had narrow gray eyes and wore silver studs in his ears. He wore a thick, black and white furry coat along with a tuxedo that consisted of a black dress shirt, red tie and black and white collar, he also wore red gloves. He had several tail-like appendages hanging from the bottom of his coat, and on this occasion he wore a pointer with a red, pointed collar attached to the end of it.

The next hour they had to change rooms, they had to return to the room designated for their class on the third floor where they had gone to look for Ace the day before, with a little enthusiasm both Grim and Midoriya greeted the portraits that had helped them find locate the scoundrel behind his back. On that occasion they took the seats in the front row, where Ace would surely not fall asleep or hide like in Alchemy, which bothered him at first but he had to accept his fate when Grim sat in front of him with Midoriya at his side and Deuce behind him. dragged into the seat behind the Ramshackle duo.

"I'm in charge of your magical history lessons. "I am Trein and this is my familiar, Lucius," introduced the professor who had entered the room as soon as the bell rang. "You will learn about the history of magic that has brought prosperity to the world," Lucius let out a meow that ended up breaking Izuku's concentration when he opened the history book that the Professor had given him, it was the only book he had been missing. Crowley to give it to him, so the fourteen-year-old assumed that the director had asked Trein to give it to him. "Participation in class will affect your grade, not only with reports and assignments," at that moment Midoriya wanted to slam his head against the desk, he was not good with participation, they had never let him participate and if he responded he was severely punished even when your answer was correct. "It is unforgivable that they fall asleep in my class. Now open your textbook to page fifteen. We will begin with the discovery of magic crystals in the Dwarf Mines."

"I feel like this is more of a lecture than a class," Izuku muttered as he realized they would be talking about the same mine they went to the night before.

"Magical energy spread throughout the world during the century following this discovery. We will call him the'principle of magic'."

Ace seemed to be trying not to fall asleep, Deuce and Izuku did not stop taking notes, one for grade and the other for interest, he had never seen magic in his life and knowing the beginning of it in that world was very interesting to him, it was not like the beginning of the Quirks that had suddenly appeared, the story of Twisted Wonderland was like you were telling a story to a child instead of a comic.

"In the dwarf mine, magical energy," Deuce was processing the information that reached his ears.

On the other hand, Grim did not seem satisfied with the class at all. "I want a class that uses magic like Bang, you know!"

The next class was the least favorite for the group, at least for Trappola, Midoriya and Grim because Deuce seemed very excited when the sports class appeared on his schedule. They had to go directly to the locker room to change and put on their gym suit, something that made Izuku quite uncomfortable because he had to change with all his groupmates surrounding him, in Aldera he would not have had problems, most of them he knew from the garden as children but now he found himself surrounded by strangers who had not stopped staring at him and whispering behind his back about his lack of magic. He opened his locker and began to undress with some trepidation, something he ended up regretting when Grim gasped loudly.

"Hey henchman, what are all those scars!", the cat's voice caught the attention of most of the students around him. Both Trappola and Spade turned to look at the minor only to be met with a horrifying sight. A few meters away from them was the little freckled man showing the upper part of his body, which was full of bruises of different and disgusting colors. They could also see scars from both a sharp weapon and burns, some of which were undoubtedly as if he had been injured. They had thrown some type of explosive because the crashed marks were mostly on the chest and back as if they had caught him off guard, but there were others that had clearly been from some subject who had something to do with the fire, because there were burn marks in the shape of a hands, these were mostly on his arms and shoulders, clearly as if they had held him while they burned him.

"It's nothing Grim, just some accidents," that made most of them turn around in shame, from the face that Midoriya had given Grim they knew clearly that it was not a topic that should be discussed and that the freckled man would not touch it in front of them. . On the other hand, the Heartslabuyl duo looked at each other awkwardly and somewhat downcast. The majority in that room knew the true meaning of those marks, it was known that magic in that world was almost everything, and that although the majority of people could use it there was a certain percentage that varied each decade of those who could not. use it, although there were laws that protected this type of people, even today there were societies that openly discriminate against non-magical people, even going so far as to kill them just because of how they were born. That upset the majority who had a family member who was in that situation.

And knowing that Midoriya had been treated that way made them very angry. Ace knew that bullying was not a healthy game, and that discrimination was something extremely cruel, he just had to remember all the problems that his mother faced every day just for not being born without magic. He felt bad for making fun of the Ramshackle prefect who had undoubtedly faced harsher and crueler things than most students.

"Are we leaving?" Deuce asked, changing the subject. Midoriya's vacant look made him too uneasy, as if he were reliving every moment he earned any of those marks.

"Yes that's fine."

Arriving at the sports field they were greeted by a muscular man who appeared to be twice Izuku's size, something that amused Grim before he saw that the man was ten times his size.

"I'm Vargas," the man introduced himself. "I am in charge of training your little sprouts. Becoming a great magician starts with your muscles," he showed some exaggerated poses to show off his muscles. "...Look... All the muscle I've built by eating raw eggs every day!", that was something Izuku doubted. "You wizard babies have no stamina, first start with twenty laps around the track and then a hundred push-ups!"

"It's not that I don't like exercise but I can't deal with this kind of teacher," Ace looked so exhausted without having started.

"I'm confident in my stamina," Deuce, on the other hand, seemed happier with the class.

"What's so fun about running in circles?" Grim complained to which Izuku responded.

"Nothing in particular, just getting tired before we start."

"I'm not a hamster, you know!"

"Then why do you look like one?" Ace said in a mocking voice as he began to run before the raccoon threw a fireball at him. "And you better not fly, the teacher doesn't seem like he'll pass up something like magic in this class!"

"Damn you Ace!"

When class ended, Deuce had to carry Izuku back to the locker room, they took a shower and went straight to their break.

"Let's see our next class is…"

"Wow, for a magic school, it's really not that different from normal school. It's much milder than I imagined… Not having magic is no problem at all."

"I think that is because we are starting the year, as we progress the difficulty increases," Izuku mentioned. "Like a video game."

"Don't you think the same Grim? Hm?" Ace turned back.

"Hey? Grim?", Izuku turned in the direction where the rodent was supposed to be.

"Ah! Look out the window!" Deuce pointed out. "The furball is heading to the yard!"

The three quickly approached, watching as the cat jumped on the tiles of the institution's ceilings. "I won't be sitting around all day wasting boring classes! As a great genius, I don't need any classes to teach me how to use magic with an explosion and make a big Bang!"

"Skipping classes on the first day?!" Izuku asked himself in disbelief, never in his life had such a thing occurred to him.

"Take an extra break. He never learns…", Deuce did not seem surprised by such an act of rebellion.

"It's your first day as prefect and you already have to report that you lost track of him," Trappola mocked Midoriya who seemed to have a breakdown. "Hey, do you want help catching Grim?"

Izuku for his part could only think about all the problems that the cat would cause him throughout the semester, for a moment he thought that it would be better to withdraw and leave the institution and leave Grim in the hands of Crowley to take charge as what he was supposed to do at the beginning, but he cursed his good heart but the decision he made. " Yes please!"

"Buy me a chocolate croissant," Ace said with a smile, Izuku knew that the help wasn't going to come for free.

"Then I'll also help you if you give me a latte from the cafeteria," Deuce joined in.

"I feel betrayed, Spade-kun."

"Come on, come on, Grim will run away you know! Do you agree with that?" Trappola urged him.

"Done deal!"

"The deal is done, now well. Young Deuce, shall we help our pathetic little supervisor?"

"Sure Young Ace. "I really want to have lunch."

"I don't know whether to take that as a compliment or an insult," Midoriya said to the pair of students. "Stop doing that! Ischilling!"