I came to school today with Jiro because we met on the way. When we got there we saw a crowd of reporters swarming the gates of U.A.
"Dude, what are we gonna do?" Asked Jiro.
"They can´t block our way, forever. Let´s just go through."
We walk to the gates. The group formed a circle around us and a woman stuck a microphone in front of my face.
"How is All Might as a teacher?"
"Good, now excuse me, but could you make space for us to leave? We have classes."
They step aside and let us leave surprisingly easily. I thought I´d have to fight my way through.
After that fiasco, we had a homeroom. Aizawa started the lesson.
"Good work on yesterday´s combat training. I saw your results. Bakugo, don´t waste your talent and stop acting like a child." "I know" "Midoriya, you broke your arm again. Get that quirk under control." "Yes, sir"
"Now let´s get down to homeroom business. Sorry about the late notice, but I'll have you decide on a class representative."
This results in my classmates putting their hands up and yelling. "I want to be a class rep! Pick me!" "Me too!" "I want to do it too!" "I´ll be the leader!"
Personally, I don't feel the need to be a class representative. I never wanted to lead a group of heroes so it makes sense. I´d also have a lot more responsibilities if I understand it correctly.
"Silence everyone!" shouted Iida. "It is a job with serious responsibilities of leading others. It´s not for just anyone. If we want to use democracy to decide on our future leader then we should hold an election to choose one."
That´s a bad idea. I know like five people here. Some of my classmates had the same idea.
"If that´s the case then everyone will vote for themselves."
"Don´t you think that´s precisely why whoever receives multiple votes can be considered suitable for the role? What do you think, teacher?"
"I don´t care just get it over with."
We then wrote the names on papers and counted the votes. I abstained.
Aizawa announced the winners. "Then Midoriya will be the class rep and Yaoyorozu will be the deputy."
Later we had lunch in the cafeteria. We had to wait in a long queue and finally got to the food. I was minding my own business. Then out of nowhere, an alarm rang.
"There has been a level 3 security breach." said a robotic voice. "All the students please evacuate outdoors promptly."
Kaminari and Kirishima stormed off in a panic.
"Aren´t you going?" asked Jiro.
"Nah, I´ve got time."
"Do as you wish."
She also ran off only to come back after a minute.
"So how was your trip?"
"There are too many people."
"Makes sense. It was packed here earlier."
"False alarm, please go back to your classrooms." said the robotic voice.
We finished lunch and returned back to class.
Midoriya was standing in front of the blackboard, trembling. He started his speech nervously.
"N-now let us decide on the other class officers. But first, can I say something? I think that Tenya Iida should be the class rep after all. He was able to get everyone´s attention in such a cool way."
I look at Jiro and she shrugs. I don't know what he´s talking about. Well, it doesn't concern me anyway.
"I think it would be best for Iida to do it."
"I´m good with that too." says Kirishima.
Aizawa interrupts us. "You´re wasting time. Decide already."
Iida stands up and declares. "If the class rep has nominated me then it cannot be helped. From this day forth I, Tenya Iida promise to do my best to carry out the duties of class representative!"
What a formal speech.
The school ended and we were preparing to head home.
"Hey, Kaminari wanna grab a bite?"
"I´m sorry dude. I´ve got to go home today."
"Wow, getting rejected like that. That must hurt. It reminds me of something." says Jiro.
"Yeah, I´ve also heard that somewhere. But where?"
"Really, guys?" says Kaminari with an annoyed look.
"If you wanna go get an ice cream then I´ll go with you." says Jiro.
"Great, I´ll pack up, and we´ll go."
We set off to buy ice cream in a stand. "You´re really buying vanilla ice cream?" asks Jiro.
"I know it´s boring but it´s a verified classic. What did you buy by the way?"
"I got a lemon-flavored one."
"Is it good?"
"Yeah. Wanna try?"
I lick the ice cream.
"Not bad, not bad, but I´ll stick to my vanilla."
I look at her and notice a little blush on her cheeks.
"You know I had one friend in middle school and I asked him if I could try his ice cream. When I returned it to him he wiped it with a tissue."
"Pfft! No, he did not."
"Yeah, and when I asked him why, he said that he didn't want my saliva on it. Of course, he also wiped half the ice cream off."
"Then why did he let you try it in the first place."
"I don´t know. He was a strange guy."
"I didn´t have a lot of friends in middle school. Most of the time I was learning an instrument."
"What do you play?"
"I play bass, guitar, and drums a little."
"Wow so talented."
"Stop it." says Jiro playfully.
We talked until the sun was about to set and it was time to go home.
"See you tomorrow."
"You too"