The week went by without any trouble. I never got to go to the beach, unfortunately. Mainly because I spent more time on patrol. Rumi also didn't feel like going.
Oh well, can't really complain much. Today is the first day at school. I'm a bit confused, all of the teachers are supposed to be on the stage, besides the first year homeroom teachers of the hero course.
I am technically a teacher too. Do I need to get into the hero costume and sit on the podium? Or do I just stay in my student group? Nezu didn't really say anything.
I guess I'll do both? I doubt it matters much anyway. If it did Nezu would've specified it.
I'm currently in line with the rest of my class. The general course has three classes, I'm in class 1-C. It seems that the only person I recognize here is the guy with the brainwashing quirk. I don't really care enough to remember his name.
I don't really plan on sticking around in this class. I do want to graduate as soon as I can. But, usually, things don't really go perfectly as planned...
Right now some people were looking up at me weirdly. Maybe because they could also see me in the teacher's line? Well, I was standing both here and there doing nothing.
Yep, I made a clone and put it in the middle of the teachers. That's what happens when Nezu doesn't give me clear instructions. It's 100% his fault.
He didn't seem bothered by this at all, as he spoke for half an hour about something(wasn't really listening).
Nezu can be long-winded sometimes. This was one of those moments. The boredom was almost killing me.
I mean, who's this speech even for? Who even bothers to listen to what the principal says in his speech at the beginning of the year?
I guess some people were paying attention, either that or staring into space in his general direction.
Anyway, after an hour of him talking we were directed to our classrooms. I even managed to direct myself and my class. I really am a good teacher!
Well, I was. For all of 5 seconds. Until Midnight came and took charge of our class. Apparently, she's our homeroom teacher. This was going to be a fun few months.
I hope she won't act inappropriately towards her students. I might have to file a report if she does. I mean, I don't really care as long as it's not me.
Rumi always finds out if I've been near other women. Her nose seems to single out the perfume women use. I don't know if this means she's possessive or just loves me that much.
Ah, can't really complain. I am still a leech. My salary still didn't come. My wallet has been running on fumes since our date.
As soon as homeroom was over we were allowed to go home. A few people tried to talk to me. But I stopped after a few introductions, people seemed to gush over the fact that I was a hero.
I honestly didn't think this would be an issue at a hero highschool. I guess a lot of the people that come here are fanboys and fangirls.
Not really a bad thing, I don't mind giving an autograph or two. But it's annoying to make friends when people don't see you as an equal. It's why I temporarily gave up on my friendship with Izuku.
I wasn't really planning on making friends, but a few people to talk to normally wouldn't have hurt. The only people that seemed ok was Shinso and a ginger guy with a weird moustache quirk and a big nose. It seemed to stick up unnaturally in the corners.
Shinso was just surprised that people were speaking to him, and the other guy was mad that I assumed his weird moustache was his quirk. I mean, unless he uses hair spray on his moustache then it shouldn't stick out like that.
Apparently, he does use hair spray... By his own admission no less.
Shinso was really a recluse. The guy seemed to have a few things on his mind. Right now, we were going towards the cafeteria, all three of us.
Shinso decided to ask me. "What's your opinion on villainous quirks?" He seemed bothered a bit, probably hoping to make a friend or two in his class.
The moustache guy, his name is Naijeru by the way, responded first. "I don't really care much about that!"
Shinso seemed a bit relieved, then he looked at me expectantly.
"I don't think such a quirk exist, a quirk can't really be inherently evil. Some may affect their users in a bad way, but becoming a villain is not something that can solely be blamed on a quirk."
My response seemed to calm him down a lot.
Naijeru was the next person with a question. This time it was only directed at me. "By the way, how come you enrolled in the general course?" He seemed genuinely confused.
I could've joined the hero course. But I really didn't feel like staying around and doing nothing while the others trained the basics of controlling their quirks properly.
"I'm already a hero, figured I should give that place to someone who wants to become a hero," I said with a lazy smile, I wasn't going to tell them the actual reason, it made me look bad.
Both the reason in my mind and the one I stated were good enough. I was already a hero, not even a new one. I have been a hero for 5 years now, I'm counting my years as a vigilante as being a hero.
Naijeru seemed pleased by my answer. The next question was still directed at me, but this time it was both him and Shinso speaking in sync.
"Will you train me!?" I could only release a sigh. These were the first friends I made in my class, and I'm already going to have to train them.
"Well, I am a combat instructor for the hero course, I guess I could give you guys a few classes."
It wasn't that big of a deal anyways. Since we were friends there was also no reason to refuse them. I had a lot of free time anyway.
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Eyy, hope you don't mind another OC
Tomorrow is my maths exam, dunno how that would affect writing chaps. Just figured I'd let u know.
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