prologue
Everyone knew of the rumored student to come. (Y/N) Fujisaki. You were the talk of U.A when Ida accidentally let slip that you were expected to enter class 1-A. Not because you were a new transfer, but because of your absence to the U.A Entrance Exam and your infamous quirk.
Upheaval. Emotional and Physical Upheaval to get technical.
It was a quirk many thought was made up. But Ida discovered its truth when he heard Aizawa speaking with Present Mic.
So here all of 1-A sat inside their homeroom and awaited Shotas arrival with you. They gossiped and chattered about what you would be like.
"I bet she's really tall, probably ugly too.",Mineta commented to an irritated Ida. Uraraka rolled her wide and big eyes while glaring over at the short man-child.
"Why do you think that?",she asks with a bit of curiosity and Mineta shrugs. He wears a smug expression on his features while leaning back and rocking in his seat.
"She has a villain quirk, Upheaval to be exact, obviously she's going to be ugly.",he states this as if he did something and Midoriya glares at Mineta. Turning to look down the aisle at the insufferable grape he frowned deeply.
"There's no such thing as a villain quirk.",he states in defense of you, knowing how it feels to be targeted due to anything relating to quirks. Not to mention he had grown to become friends with Shinso, another boy who everyone liked to say had a "villain" quirk.
Midoriya didn't believe in that.
It's not a villain quirk until you use it for bad. And obviously that wasn't the case with you if you're training to be a hero.
Bakugo snorted as he clicked the end of his pen,"Of course you'd say that." Midoriya simply ignores Bakugo and turns back to Uraraka leaning against his desk. Yet Bakugo continues with a snort,"Upheaval sounds stupid anyways. I guess we'll see how good she is at the sports festival tomorrow."
Sero grins and knocks Bakugo's head,"Didn't you lose last year when Todoroki managed to finally beat you?" Kirishima had to hold back Bakugo from ripping Sero's head off.
You walked alongside Aizawa with your hands folded in front of you. Your brows were pinched together in worry and concern. You already earned a few nasty glares and eyes while being completely settled in your dorm and classes.
"Fujisaki.",you look up to the Pro Hero when your name is called. You blink as your eyes meet his dried and tired ones. He sighs and runs a hand through his messy black hair. You've realized you are both stopped in front of class 1-A's homeroom. Your bundled nerves in your stomach are even more bundled.
He turns to look down at you and his hands rest in his comfortable pants,"Your records and background are very impressive. I hope you don't disappoint."
Jeez that did not make me feel better. You think to yourself as he opens the door. You hear loud chattering until Aizawa steps in and the class falls deathly silent. You walk in after Aizawa, your skirt swaying with each step you take.
The class of 1-A are pleasantly surprised by your stunning appearance and kind smile. Aizawa sighs heavily and turns to the class.
"This is a new transfer to class 1-A.",he turns to you,"Introduce yourself." You clear your throat and blink back, looking to the class you bite down on your bottom lip before smiling once more. You inhale deeply.
"I'm (Y/N) Fujisaki. It's a pleasure to meet you all.",you nod with a wide smile. Aizawa is about to speak before you smile sweetly with shut eyes. "I'm aware you all know of my quirk—",as you begin to talk you manage to grab the students attention, a few jump when you open your eyes with a bit of threatening tone to them,"—but please don't be discourage to approach me. Hero's are not prejudice after all, right? Anyways I hope to get well acquainted with you all."
With that you walk towards your seat and a few scoot away when you pass by their desk. Aizawa's eyes narrow slightly but he nods,"Well as you all know the third year Sports Festival is tomorrow. I hope you are all prepared and do not disappoint. Some of you have been lacking these past two years."
You were pissed your parents had the audacity to put you in UA a day before the Sports Festival. Obviously they were constantly training you and prepping you since your quirk activated at five but you still felt nervous. Especially considering the drawback of your quirk has been more activate lately due to your nerves of starting a new school during third year.
Aizawa looks to you and his blunt attitude causes chills to run up your spine. What he says not only catches you off guard but the students around you as well. Especially a certain blonde haired boy.
"I trust Nezu's judgement and your records. But I will warn you, if you do not rank third place or higher I will be transferring you out of my homeroom.",he looks away from you and rubs his tired eyes,"Do whatever you guys want till first period." With that Aizawa leaves the room to handle something else.
You blink back at this news and fiddle with your fingers in your lap. Your parents did a lot to get you into class 1-A and into U.A High in general. If they found out or witnessed you be less than the best then there was no doubt you'd be punished.
Students flinched when you looked up and had the most determined look on your features. Bakugo snorted and looked over to you with a pointed look,"Looks like you're leaving quicker than you came, Fujisaki." Midoriya looks to Bakugo with a slightly surprised face.
You look to the spikey haired boy,"Bakugo right? Didn't you lose last year?" Bakugos eyes narrow and he stands up quickly, the desk skids on the ground. You smile at him as he walks towards you. His sharp red eyes look down at you.
"I came in second.",he states in an aggressive tone. You snort and stand up, close to his face.
"Sure as hell isn't first.",you state and Bakugo snorts while resting his hands in his slacks and turning away from you.
"And you can get first? You weren't even here for the entrance exams, the apprehension test, or even the battle trial.",he grins smugly at you,"You can move rocks and make people "nervous"." The class watches the stare down and the bell suddenly rings. "Have fun humiliating yourself in front of millions."
You scoff when he walks away and knocks your shoulder with his. You shake your head as a few students follow Bakugo and others begin to leave as well. You wear a look of annoyance until a green-haired boy approaches you, two people by his side.
"Don't listen to him, he's a bit of a jerk.",the brown haired girl smiles at you warmly,"I'm Ochaco Uraraka." You smile at her as the freckled boy nods in agreement.
"She's right. I'm Izuku Midoriya, ur uh this is Fumikage Tokoyami.",he points to the man with the bird head aside him. He smiles kindly and you sigh while tucking back your hair.
"Its nice to meet you all, but I'm fine. It'll take a lot more for some boom boom boy to shake my nerves.",you illicit laughter from your jab at the aggressive boy you had heard about. Uraraka links arms with you and begins to lead you out with a warm smile.
"We can show you around."
You were led and guided to your classrooms and told a bit about the people there and the school itself. But all you could think about was the warning Aizawa gave you. You just hoped you wouldn't have the night terrors tonight.