"Did you hear about the new transfer?" A blonde girl asks her two friends.
"No, " the boy with the appearance of a tree answers. "Where is he transferring from?"
"He was originally with the commission, and they decided it would be good for him to socialize with his fellow future heroes,"
"Oh boy..." A white-haired haired girl with rabbit ears groans.
"What?" the blonde questions.
"Has Todoroki-senpai heard about this yet?" the rabbit girl asks.
"Why is that-" the blonde starts before getting interrupted by a loud yell followed by a flash of heat.
"Well, he knows now..." the tree boy answers.
"What's his issue?" the blonde questions.
"Todoroki-senpai hates the commission with a burning passion- no pun intended." the rabbit informs the two other teens.
"Did you hear about the new transfer?" A rather loud blonde asks his annoyed-looking black-haired friend.
"No. And I don't want to-"
"Well, apparently he's coming from the commission!" the blonde shouts.
"Wait- Hizashi-" the black-haired student warns before being interrupted.
"He came from where?" A tall, muscular redhead questions angrily, flames sparking from his clenched fists.
Hizashi gulps, "H-he came from the c-commission?"
The angered flame user shouted, flames engulfing his body.
"Danm it Hizashi..." the black-haired student growls.
"HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW NOT TO TELL HIM, SHOTA?!" Hizashi cries out.
"Maybe read his body language?" Shota says flatly, raising an eyebrow.
"Woah- what's up with mister flame-y pants?" A blue-haired boy questions nervously.
"Someone thought it would be a good idea to mention that the transfer is from the commission," Shota says, slowly turning his head towards Hizashi.
"Way to go, Hizashi," their friend says flatly. Now we have to deal with that—" The boy motions to the space where the flame user once stood. "Oh God, he's gone..."
"Where is he?!" The flame user yells, bursting into the 1-A classroom.
"And there's our inferno-senpai now..." The rabbit sighs.
"Ah, Young Todoroki, what are you doing here?" The 1-A homeroom teacher greets the angered teen.
"Where. Is. He?!" he shouts again.
"Where is who?" The teacher asks calmly, obviously trained to handle people like the blazing boy.
"That commission bastard!" he growls.
"Who, me?" A dirty blonde boy with large crimson wings questions from behind the large 3rd year. When the redhead turned to face the younger boy, he glared at him.
The boy smirked, voicing his name, "The name's Keigo Takami, nice to meet you." he held out his hand, offering a shake.
"I don't wanna know your fuckin' name-" The redhead growls, swatting away the boy's hand.
"Whatcha wanna know then?" The shorter teen asks, looking up at the large flame user with amber eyes.
"Tch. Just-"
"Just... What?" Keigo smiles. "I'd like to know your name too if you don't mind. It's kinda rude not to introduce yourself,'
"Just stay away from me-" The redhead scoffs, taking a step forward before getting stopped by a feather pointed right between his icy blue eyes.
"Again," The blonde says, a more serious tone than his previously playful one. "I would like to know your name."
The redhead gulped, looking down at the blonde who had a dark expression on his face, making the flame user's breath hitch in his throat.
"E-Enji T-Todor-roki..." The flame user manages to get out.
"Great, thank you!" The blonde smiles widely, his bubbly personality coming back. "Now if you'd excuse me, I'd like to go to class, please."
Enji moves out of Keigo's way, letting the blonde pass him, along with his crimson feather.