Izuku couldn't sleep after his dream. He knew it was important, and he knew for a fact now that he was going to be manifesting all six of the previous users' Quirks. The thing that was bugging him, the thing left unsolved, was what Shinomori meant when he said 'we're counting on you'. What could they be counting on him for? Was there an unseen threat, lurking around the corner just hidden enough in the shadows to not be seen? There was something, but Izuku couldn't figure out what it was.
Izuku left for school early, not wanting to wake Inko with his incessant rambling. As he rode the train, he found that there was a familiar boy with crazy purple hair riding it as well.
"Oh, Midoriya. Hey," Shinso said, looking barely alive.
"Good morning! I didn't know you caught this train, too," Izuku said, smiling too widely for how early in the morning it was.
"Well, I guess we never had a reason to cross paths before this," Shinso noted.
"Yeah. Well, I'm glad we have," Izuku said, his smile growing even brighter somehow.
Shinso's regular scowl morphed into a small smile, and he chuckled lightly.
"Hey, nicely done on the tests yesterday," Shinso said.
"Thanks. I didn't really know what I was doing, just doing what came to me," Izuku deflected.
"That was pretty incredible just winging it. Imagine if you ever had a cohesive thought," Shinso said with a devilish smirk.
"Hey, it isn't that bad. I have thoughts, just ask Kacchan," Izuku said, deflated.
"Bakugo? What's his deal with you anyway?" Shinso asked.
"Well, we've known each other since we were four. We've been through the entire school system together, so we've kinda been together for as long as we can remember, though I don't think he thinks of that as a good thing. He's arrogant, self-absorbed and mean, but he knows what he is, and what he is, is incredible. He had such a versatile Quirk with such fine control over it that I'm sure he'll be a great hero someday," Izuku said.
"Whatever. He may have goals, and ambitions, but that doesn't mean that he gets to shit on everyone else who have the same dreams, and the same ambitions," Shinso said, sinking into his seat.
"I get that. I don't know what kind of life you lived before you came to UA. You don't know what kind of life I've lived. Kacchan doesn't know what kind of life Iida's lived, and that intimidates him. He doesn't know anything, and that scares him. He's used to our middle school, where everything always worked out for him on the first try, not UA, where two people beat him on the first day of school. For him, that might as well have been coming last place. He's going to work harder, and he needs to vent some of his aggression. I'm happy to be that vent if it helps him on his road to being a great hero," Izuku said, not breaking eye contact once.
"Wow. He's really brainwashed you, hasn't he?" Shinso asked.
"What?" Izuku asked, startled by the question.
"If you really believe that you have no other purpose than to get beat up when Bakugo decides, then you're too far into the delusion that you two are still friends. He's not a good person, Midoriya. Why can't you see that?" Shinso asked, standing up.
The train came to a stop at the station the two needed to get off at. Shinso walked out the doors, leaving Midoriya behind to think on what he had said, and think Izuku did. He thought long and hard as he made his way up the mountain that UA was built off, taking his time due to his early arrival. He wondered why Shinso had arrived so early as well, but brushed it off as the boy's issues with sleep, as he had mentioned.
Izuku thought about the way that Katsuki had been treating him for the past decade, and, just as he stepped into the classroom, came to the realization that the two hadn't been friends for a long time. Shinso was right, it was like he had been brainwashed, which was a hilarious connection for him, of all people, to make. Izuku had been drawn in by Katsuki's confidence, his ability and his willingness to say what he thought, no matter what other people thought about that. Izuku wished he had all of the positive traits he saw in Katsuki, but that had led him to ignore the negative and cling to their friendship by the tiny thread that still held up after all these years. It was kind of heartbreaking to finally have his eyes opened, but he supposed that it was going to happen sooner or later, and having it done somewhat gently by Shinso was better than having that tiny thread incinerated by Katsuki's Quirk sometime in the near future.
As he stepped into the classroom, Izuku didn't see Shinso anywhere. He did see Iida, who was sitting, stock still, in his seat as if Aizawa was watching over him intently, threatening to expel him if he moved.
"Oh, Midoriya! Hello," Iida politely greeted.
"Good morning. Why are you here so early?" Izuku asked, wondering why anybody but an insomniac and the successor to the Symbol of Peace would bother to be at school a whole hour before they had to be.
"I like to be punctual," Iida offered.
"I think there's a point where it goes beyond punctuality, and edges into obsessive behavior," Shinso said, having appeared behind Izuku silently. "Sorry, I needed to talk to Aizawa before class," he said, before sitting in his seat.
"I am not obsessed with school, I just take it very seriously, as any aspiring hero should. You can't really accuse me of anything you, too, are doing," Iida said.
"Huh. I guess you're right," Shinso said, humbly accepting Iida's argument.
Izuku walked over to his seat, but kept his attention focused on Iida and Shinso. He heard them talking about something like the heroics course being a place to test limits, but he was more entranced by the slight scorch marks that littered Katsuki's desk, which, ironically, was just in front of his. With his new perspective on their relationship, he wondered how he should feel about that, and settled on unnerved. They had sat close to each other for close to ten years, how could this keep happening. It was like fate wanted them to be together, except it didn't want them to be happy.
"So, do you really think it's true that All Might is the Foundational Heroics teacher?" Shinso asked.
"That's just a rumor. I don't think All Might would take time out of his day to look after young students such as ourselves. Why would he stop being a hero for us?" Iida said.
Izuku knew it was true. All Might had accidentally let it slip during one of their training sessions a few months ago. He was going to be the first years' Foundational Heroics teacher, and had accepted the position before he had even met Izuku, meaning he was planning on giving One for All to one of the more powerful, capable heroes in training among the class. Izuku was a little bummed about that, thinking that he had deprived someone of their chance to prove themselves as a worthy hero, but All Might had knocked that nonsense out of his head almost as soon as it got in.
"I don't know. All Might cares more about the next generation of heroes more than you'd think. He's actually a very forward thinking guy," Izuku said, not entirely present in his admiration for his hero.
"You're talking like you've met him already," Shinso said, a playful smirk on his face.
When Izuku floundered, not knowing how to get himself out of trouble because of his stupid motormouth, Shinso caught on.
"Holy shit," Shinso said, inhaling sharply after.
"What is going on?" Iida said, not quite getting it.
"He's met All Might," Shinso clarified, looking over at Iida.
"Is this true, Midoriya?" Iida asked, his serious gaze softening a bit.
"Um … yes?" Izuku said, not sure how much he should reveal, if anything.
"Whoa. Is he really like how people say he is?" Shinso asked.
"Selfless? Yes. Humble? Definitely. Without fault? No. He's a person, just like you and me. He may have the power to knock down a building with the flick of his fingers, but he's just a man, and I think people expect too much of him for how little he can really do. After all, he can only be in one place at a time," Izuku said, looking to the side as he remembered that All Might didn't have much time left to be a hero.
"This is new," Shinso muttered.
"I just want you guys to know what to expect, if All Might is our teacher. He's not gonna be perfect, but he'll probably be trying his best anyway. If you go into the situation with the right expectations, nobody gets hurt," Izuku said.
"You sound like you know him well," Shinso said, skeptically.
"Well, I think I do," Izuku said, deciding to say nothing more.
Not long after that, the rest of the class started to arrive. It was nothing Izuku didn't expect for Shoto Todoroki, son of the second ranked hero, Endeavour, to arrive before most people. Katsuki - should he call him Bakugo, now? It seems wrong just in his brain, let alone coming out of his mouth - arrived after Todoroki, surprising Shinso with how early he arrived, a whole half-hour before class was scheduled to begin.
Once the whole class was filled in, Aizawa basically crawled along the ground to get in, and made his way to the podium at the front. He looked over all of his students and smirked, apparently finding something funny.
"I am not going to say this more than once, so listen up. My threat yesterday of expulsion wasn't entirely false. If you show me that you do not deserve to be here, you will be sent home without hesitation. I had to convince the principal to not let a seriously depraved young man into this class, so tread carefully. The school may be forgiving, but I am not," Aizawa said, starting off the lesson with a bang.
Something about that reminded Izuku of Lariat. It was the use of 'I am not going to say this more than once, so listen up'. Lariat had also used those words in his first dream. The both of them gave off this no-crap-giving attitude that heroes like Eraserhead were famous for having, especially when it came to the media and heroes who loved the spotlight.
That was one of the reasons Izuku admired Eraserhead. Another reason was, despite having a Quirk, he practically fought just like a Quirkless person did, with training and superior intellect, something Izuku liked to think he was on his way to achieving. He couldn't wait to pose his question of 'could a Quirkless person become a hero' to Aizawa, because he knew that the man would most likely say yes, but it isn't recommended, which Izuku understood on some level.
"Alright, now that that's out of the way, let me run through the different things you'll do in your day to day routine. First, you'll have Homeroom with me. Then, you'll have English with Present Mic and Math with Ectoplasm. Next, History with Midnight -" he ignored how some of the boys got excited at that part. "-, then Literature with Cementoss. After a lunch break, you'll have the rest of the day blocked out for Foundational Heroics. Any questions?" Aziawa explained.
After a few moments of nobody saying anything in response, Aizawa moved on.
"Okay. I didn't want to do this, because I believe that this is a waste of time, but Nezu insisted. I want you, by student number, to come out and stand where I am now and say a bit about yourself. God, this is so useless," Aizawa said, grumbling the last part as he sat on the ground and zipped up his sleeping bag.
The first student, an elegantly styled blond boy, immediately ran up to the front and flourished in the most extra way that Izuku had ever witnessed.
"Hello, friends! My name is Yuuga Aoyama, and it is my pleasure to meet you all. I doubt you all will shine as bright as moi, but you may come close. My Quirk is Navel Laser, the prettiest power in all the world!" Aoyama flaunted.
Aoyama rushed back to his seat, and a girl with pink skin, horns and black scleras took his place at the front. Izuku had to admit, she was very pretty, and her smile was almost as bright as the one he had seen on Nana Shimura in her photo in the notebook that was currently hidden in his backpack.
"Uh, hey! I'm Mina Ashido, but you don't really have to bother with my surname! I'm not really into formalities like that. My Quirk is called Acid, and I can shoot acid from my hands and feet!" Ashido introduced herself.
As she danced back to her seat, Izuku wondered if her Quirk had to do with the odd coloration of her skin and eyes, or with her horn, but attributed that to vestigial structures from a family member who had a Quirk that worked with these features. Ashido was replaced at the front by the frog-like girl he had seen do well in the fifty metre dash yesterday. If he recalled correctly, he had heard her introduce herself as Asui. As she made her way to the front, her extremely long hair bobbing behind her, he was proven correct.
"My name is Tsuyu Asui, but please, call me Tsu. My Quirk is called Frog, which is kinda what it sounds like. I can do anything a frog can do. Anything," Asui said, succinctly, and went back to her seat.
Izuku had to admire how straight to the point Asui had been. A lot of people he knew would flounder and tiptoe around their objectives, including himself, and he knew that was an issue for him to work on, but he admired Asui's succinct and blunt words.
Izuku kind of tuned out of the next participants, already kind of knowing them. Tenya Iida, whom he had talked with only about half an hour earlier, had showcased his Quirk fairly openly yesterday, being a set of engines embedded in his calves that, when activated, gifted him with superhuman speed. It was the same with Ochaco Uraraka, whom he had had a few interactions with, and would consider a friend, if not a friend in the future for sure. She had told him about her Quirk, once, Zero Gravity, that let her cancel the gravitational pull on an object relative to the Earth by pressing all five of the pads on her fingertips to the object.
After those two, there was Mashirao Ojiro, whose Quirk was fairly simple as well; a tail. He could move and control it like a regular limb, and it was honestly more powerful than it looked if it was able to get him through the entrance exam. Izuku had been taking notes the entire time, but scribbled furiously to look out for the tail if the two ever came to blows. Other than that, Ojiro looked like a completely average person, nothing out of the ordinary. When this was pointed out to him by Ashido, he groaned and walked back to his seat, like he had been told it a thousand times before.
The next student, however, piqued Izuku's interest. This was the boy who had first congratulated him during yesterday's trial. He was blond, with a black streak through his hair shaped like a lightning bolt. He excitedly got up from his seat and swaggered up to the front, confidently making himself known. It was a different confidence than Katsuki's, as if this boy's attitude weren't how he truly felt, he was being insincere.
"Yo, what's up? I'm Denki Kaminari, and my Quirk is Electrification. I can absorb and discharge electricity from my body, but I can't control where it flows, so I'm more of an AOE type fighter!" Kaminari shouted, making Aizawa growl at him from his spot on the ground.
Kaminari snickered at Aizawa and walked away, giving a high-five to a passing boy with spiky red hair, grinning like he had just told the best joke in the history of ever. He waltzed up to the front, his demeanor also falsely confident. Izuku hadn't known when he had gotten so good at pointing those types of things out, but he supposed that being around a person who faked their very size at all times had an effect on him.
"Woo! Go, Kiri!" Ashido called from her seat. Apparently, the two knew each other well already.
"Hey. I'm Eijiro Kirishima, and my Quirk is Hardening! I can make my entire body as dense as a rock, so that nothing can get past me, and nothing can stop me. I'm the ultimate spear and shield! I think that's the manliest a guy can get," Kirishima said, earning a small, unseen smile from Aizawa.
Izuku liked Kirishima's energy. He gave off the vibe that he could be anyone's friend, and that was something that intrigued Izuku, because that was the kind of hero that Izuku wanted to be, in a way. A hero that could help anyone, no matter the time of day, and give the people he saves peace of mind with his smile. Kirishima could do that, already, so he admired that in the boy.
Next up was a boy whose head looked like it was made of rock, more so than Kirishima. He seemed to be nervous, and couldn't talk. Izuku knew that feeling, being so afraid that what you will say will get rejected, so you freeze and don't say anything at all. That was how he lived for the past few years. Izuku felt for the boy, until he started signing.
"Oh, yeah. Koda's mute. Does anybody know sign?" Aizawa asked from the floor.
A few people, mainly Izuku, Katsuki, with a small grunt, Todoroki and a taller girl with an overly large ponytail put their hands up in response to Aizawa's question. Izuku and Katsuki had learned it as soon as the latter had started losing his hearing due to the repeated explosion fired off at point blank range because of his Quirk. Katsuki was about half deaf in his left ear, so Izuku had to learn it quickly alongside him, and they both took to it rather quickly. Learning sign language had taken up the music lessons slot in their schedules, so they missed out on that, but it was worth it until Katsuki decided that they weren't friends anymore.
"One of you, translate. I don't care which," Aizawa said, seemingly snapping back into sleep.
Izuku was about to get up, but was beaten to it by the tall girl, as she moved toward the front with an odd efficiency. After introducing herself to Koda as Momo Yaoyorozu, she stood beside Koda and watched his hands as he signed, his face doing little to hide his embarrassment. After a moment, Yaoyorozu turned to face the class and cleared her throat.
"Koda says that he doesn't really like to talk much, but he really loves animals. His Quirk, Anivoice, lets him communicate with animals telepathically, though the effect is much stronger when he does use his voice. Koda kind of … saves his voice for his little friends in a time of need," Yaoyorozu said, keeping her posture straight and her voice clear the entire time. Izuku didn't know how she did it, and it might as well have been magic.
"Maybe we should all learn to sign, since we're gonna have Koda as our classmate for three years," Kirishima wondered out loud.
"It'd do us a lot of good in our hero careers, as well," Iida agreed.
"I think that's a splendid idea! We could host study parties! Myself, Todoroki, Midoriya and Bakugo could teach you all!" Yaoyorozu considered it with zeal.
"Fuck that. I ain't teaching you all something as basic as JSL!" Katsuki hollered.
"Well, then, you don't have to come if you don't wish. Todoroki? Midoriya?" Yaoyorozu turned to the other two boys.
"It's a good idea," Todoroki said, plainly.
"Anything to help a classmate," Izuku agreed.
"Wonderful!" Yaoyorozu cheered and a single thought passed through everyone's mind; Yaoyorozu was impossibly adorable.
"Uh, hey, Yaoyorozu. You should probably have your turn while you're still up there," a boy with thick lips and brown, spiky hair called out, clearly the next in line.
"Oh, okay. I suppose you all already know my name, so I'll start with my Quirk, Creation. I can convert the fat cells in my body into any non-living substance, though I need to be familiar with the molecular structure of the item I am creating. The larger and more complex the item is, the longer it takes me to create, but I can create some items, like my Matryoshka dolls, in an instant," Yaoyorozu said, smiling sweetly the whole time.
"Wow! Show us!" Kaminari breathed.
Yaoyorozu giggled lightly at Kaminari's request. She held up her hand, palm up, and her skin on that hand started to glow. Little pink and blue sparkles rose from her hand, and in a flash, she was holding a small doll that was styled to look like her. Everyone marveled at her, except for Todoroki, Izuku and Katsuki, they were watching closer. A small bead of sweat rolled down Yaoyorozu's forehead, which she quickly brushed off, but the three had seen it. Izuku had long suspected that all Quirks, in a way, were like flexing a muscle, and that had only been proven correct by himself and, now, Yaoyorozu. It always took effort, no matter how much, to activate and use a Quirk, and he could use that. God, he sounded like Nezu, UA's principal with an infamous dark side.
As Yaoyorozu walked back to her seat, the boy that had let her go before him made his way to the front.
"Hey. I'm Rikido Sato, and my Quirk is Sugar Rush! Any sugar that I consume gives me a boost in strength. For every ten grams, I get ten times more power! It does lower my intelligence, though, so that's a pretty major downside," Sato said.
After Sato, the tallest member of their class, a boy Izuku had overhead, called Mezo Shoji, walked up to the front. He was easily six feet tall, an accomplishment for a fifteen year old kid. He had a face mask on, and Izuku wondered if he was sick, but he had been talking with the boy with the head of a bird just fine before, so why?
"Hi. I'm Mezo Shoji. My Quirk is called Duplication. I can make parts of my body appear on the end of my tentacles. I like takoyaki," Shoji said, short and sweet.
He walked back to his seat, clearly uncomfortable with all the eyes in the room being on him. As Shoji escaped, a smaller girl with pretty eyes and earphone jacks hanging from her earlobes rushed to the front.
"Uh, hey. I'm Kyoka Jiro, and my Quirk is Earphone Jack. I can extend these jacks on my ears, and plug them into a few different devices, and even walls to listen in on stuff. I can channel my heartbeat through them to create these sonic blasts, so that's cool. Okay, bye," she said, her face never changing from the bored look that Izuku could tell she had painted on.
Jiro snakes back into her seat in a rush, also uncomfortable with being looked at by her sigh and nervous laugh were anything to go by. He saw Kaminari lean over to say something to her, and she looked to be comforted by it, giving him a small chuckle, so Izuku grinned to himself, knowing that people were already making some good first impressions on each other.
Next up was a plain looking boy with combed down black hair and a toothy grin that he had worn since he entered the room about twenty minutes earlier. He had rounded elbows that bulged out of his skin, and Izuku had wondered what they could be used for.
"Yo. I'm Hanta Sero, and you're watching Disney Channel," he joked, mimicking the old intro for cartoons and such by drawing the silhouette of the company's old mascot.
Kaminari and Kirishima exploded, busting a gut from laughter. Izuku himself thought it was a good opening joke, and giggled to himself along with the others. Sero chuckled to himself for a long while, before clearing his throat and telling himself to be serious.
"Seriously, though. I'm Hanta Sero, and my Quirk is called Tape. It lets me shoot tape from my elbows, as they act as dispensers," Sero explained in earnest, before sitting back down.
Next up was the boy with the head of a bird, the one that Shoji had been speaking with. Izuku wondered if the boy had the ability to fly, or to control the feathers on his head, much like the current number four ranked hero, Hawks, or to communicate with birds. All of that was blown away, however, when the boy revealed what his Quirk really was.
"Hello. My name is Fumikage Tokoyami, and my Quirk's name is Dark Shadow. I can manifest a being of darkness from inside myself and project it outwards, letting my enemies feel the power of my wrath," Tokoyami said, flicking from face to face in the group.
Suddenly, a shadowy being sprouted from Tokoyami's torso, slinging an arm around its host playfully.
"Aw, come on, Fumi! Why do you gotta be so grumpy all the time? You know you're excited to meet everyone and that you wanna have a good time training with them, so why not just tell them that?" Dark Shadow asked, knowing that everyone else could hear him.
Tokoyami blushed so deeply that Izuku expected his feathers to stay red after. He looked around, grimacing and looking like he wanted to be in the ground right about now.
"Sorry for him, he's very immature," the boy claimed.
"Don't look at me. You're the one who tried to be all 'Edgy McGrumpy Dude', but you're kind of a nerd who likes to play DnD, Fumi," Dark Shadow said, speaking loud enough that he knew everyone could hear him out Tokoyami as a huge nerd.
People were laughing, now. Izuku thought it was funny, but also embarrassing. He felt bad for Tokoyami, but also knew that they weren't going to get to know some fake version of him, and that Dark Shadow was only trying to help him in making new friends.
Tokoyami went back to his seat, and everyone looked to the next person in line to speak about themselves, Shoto Todoroki. Izuku wasn't going to lie to himself, he was insanely curious about the boy. Being the son of the number two hero, Endeavour, wasn't something that went unnoticed, and every else seemed to know the importance of the boy sat among them, but he didn't get up, or even lift his gaze from the blackboard when he noticed that everyone was looking at him.
"My name is Shoto Todoroki, and I'm going to be the top ranked hero," he said, simply.
Izuku knew that it wasn't a challenge to anyone that may surpass him in ability or popularity, but a statement that he believed, wholeheartedly, to be true. Izuku had to admire his confidence, as he knew that Todoroki's had been genuine, and fueled by a desire to overcome something, but he just couldn't tell what. Strangely, he felt the temperature of the room drop by about ten degrees, probably due to Todoroki wanting to get the attention off of himself.
Next, possibly the bubbliest girl Izuku had ever not seen literally leaped to the front, her uniform moving around as she danced around the desks. The girl was invisible, and had also been warned by Aizawa yesterday after the tests that she had barely met his standards, and that memory also supplied her name to Izuku, Hagakure.
"Hi! I'm so glad to meet everyone! All your Quirks are so interesting and different and fun and I really want to ask you all about them later but I guess I should get on with it! My name's Toru Hagakure and my Quirk is called Invisibility! Basically, every part of me is invisible, and it has been since the day I was born, which is weird, since I've never even seen what I look like! I don't know what color my hair is, my eyes are, my skin is probably very pale, but let's put that aside. I'm just really, really excited to get to know all of you!" Hagakure said, rivalling Izuku's motormouth. He noticed that she had barely taken a breath for that entire assault of words and frantic waving of arms.
Izuku realized that she must've had to be like this to get noticed at all, as, unfortunately, invisibility must've made it really hard for Hagakure to stand out, which is something that every young person had the right to do. She deserved to be recognized as special for something, and a Quirk wasn't enough, nowadays. She deserved to be told she was pretty, or that she had nice hair, or eyes, but she had never had that chance, since nobody had ever even seen them. Izuku felt a pang of sympathy for Hagakure, and made a mental note to talk to her after class.
Then, Izuku realized something else. Hagakure had said that every part of her was invisible. That meant that the photoreceptors in her eyes were invisible, meaning that the light that she was supposed to be receiving was going through her eyes, which meant that, technically, she should be blind. If instead, her power was refracting light around her in a bubble that was just barely above her skin, a small enough distance as to make the difference between it being on her skin and not negligible, that could explain why Hagakure could still see things outside of her 'bubble' and still not be able to see her own body. He'd definitely have to talk with her later.
Katsuki and Shinso had already had their turns by the time Izuku regained awareness, with Shinso tapping him on the shoulder and telling him that he had taken Izuku's turn. Izuku stood up, knowing that meant he was the last one to go. He made his way to the front, more at ease than he would have been if he had gone first, but still nervous to talk about his Quirk in front of people. He recalled the excuse that All Might and he had come up with.
"Um, hello, everyone. My name is … Izuku Midoriya, and my Quirk is called Power Source. I have this metaphor that I like, where my Quirk is a sort of pool of energy, or raw, unfiltered power, that resides deep in my core. I can draw this energy out to power my movements, giving myself incredible strength and speed, but that hurts my body, since the energy flooding me is so raw and overwhelming. Instead, I can filter this power, channel it in other ways that don't hurt my body. Like Blackwhip, the black energy tendrils that you've all seen me use. I'm working on other ways to use my power that won't hurt me, but it's coming along slowly. Again, it's nice to meet you all!" Izuku explained, mentally chastising himself for saying so much more than anybody else, barring Hagakure, did.
As Izuku sat down, Aizawa started his lesson on how to conduct oneself in front of a camera, also known as how to get into character as a hero. It was a strange thing for Aizawa to know a lot about, or maybe he was just reading from a detailed writeup from his computer, since an underground hero usually didn't really need to interact with the media much outside of … reconsidering things, Aizawa had literally no reasons to come into contact with a camera.
Izuku, so far, considered himself to be doing well. He had made a few new friends, he hadn't entirely embarrassed himself in front of his classmates, and Katsuki hadn't kicked him in the chin yet. All was well. Looking ahead, he wondered what Foundational Heroics was going to be like. He'd find out soon enough, but he still wondered if the class would be intense as the stories from former students made it sound. Probably not, but there was no such thing as over preparedness.