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"What a drag," Mokami whined as he saw the crowd in front of the school. Press was there, and it only spelled annoyance.
"What is going on?" Momo asked as she saw the crowd of people bothering the students.
"Either they heard about All-Might or Nezu died." Mokami shrugged as he looked around. "Let's not go in there."
"How else are we going to go in?" Momo asked. The walls of Yuuei are highly secure and you cannot jump or fly over them.
"I know that, but there is a backdoor for good acceptance around the school. Since we have time, let's go there." Mokami grabbed her hand and walked in the opposite direction.
Momo was surprised when he suddenly held his hand but didn't pull it back. In fact, there was a small smile on her beautiful face.
Mokami tugged her gently, guiding her away from the crowd and towards their destination. The fresh air was refreshing and filled with natural scents. As they walked around the school, they stumbled upon a small garden with colorful flowers in full bloom at the side of the school. The sweet fragrance of lilies, roses, and other flowers filled the air around them as they slowly made their way through the garden.
They eventually reached the backdoor, hidden within the forest. There was a dirt road going there, and workers unloading trucks.
"No student entry from here." Security walked up to them and said.
"There is a crowd of press at the front entrance, and we would like to avoid them. Can we go from here, please?" Mokami showed his ID as he asked. The guy took out a machine and scanned IDs before letting them pass.
"Don't use this entrance if it is not absolutely necessary. Have a good day."
"Same to you sir." Making their way within the schoolyard, hand in hand, the duo soon arrived at the faculty building and entered separately. Although they didn't mind holding hands or showing affection, they would rather others not question it, so they mind their surrounding.
The class was already packed by then and everyone was talking and whining about the press, and how they were asking questions about All-Might.
As Mokami and Momo seat, Toru, Kyoka, and Tsuyu come up and animatedly discussed yesterday's battle events. Their favorite battles and shortcomings.
Mokami after a while went into his own world and thought about the events that would follow. USJ incident would happen in two days and he still wasn't sure what to do about it. On one hand, he wanted to somehow alarm the teachers and prevent any attack from happening altogether. On the other hand, he also wanted them to come so he could test a few of his ideas. He was really conflicted with the whole thing.
As he was thinking, Aizawa entered and the classroom lapsed into silence.
"Good work on yesterday's combat training," Aizawa said, sitting behind his desk. Not shying from little praise. "I saw the video and the results."
Then he turned to his right and left to the irritated blonde teen sitting in the front. "Bakugo, since there was no formal complaint, the faculty chose to ignore this offense and teachers thinks you are talented, so don't act like a small kid."
Bakugo clenched his jaw and avoid the teacher's gaze, then muttered a barely audible, "Yes, sir."
Midoriya, who was sitting behind Bakugo, watched his childhood friend with love beaming out of his eyes. When he saw how his crush was sad, he wanted to cry.
"And Midoriya," He flinched as his name was called, and raised his head to look at the teacher. "You settled it by breaking your fingers again, eh?"
Midoriya lowered his head as his eyes focus on his hands on his lap. "You can't keep saying you can't help it because you can't control your Quirk. I don't like saying the same thing over and over. As long as you fix the control issue, there's a lot you'll be able to do."
"Yes, sir." The wimp said.
Aizawa then drew the attention to something interesting. "Now let's get down to homeroom business. Sorry about the late notice, but today, I'll have you…"
…take another special test?! The whole class burned in eagerness.
"…decide on a class representative." Aizawa declared.
The whole class's tense expressions melt into smiles of relief. It's actually a normal school activity!
Kirishima was the first to react, raising both his arms in the air. "I want to be a class rep! Pick me!"
"Me too!" Mina interjected with a raised hand.
Jirou raises her arm next. "I want to do it, too."
"It's a job made for me—" Aoyama tried but he is interrupted once again by Ashido.
Ashido who jumped in front of Aoyama declared. "I'll be the leader!
Pandemonium. Mokami looked at the students in visible disappointment and shook his head. These guys were the best candidates to be future heroes and here they were acting like this... Who he was kidding, he was excited too. He knew he had a fair chance at winning it, but the addition of Itsuka made things difficult. She was Class Rep of 1-B in anime and a fairly likable girl. On their first day, she gathered the girls and took them out, so her popularity was at an all-time high.
'Let's see. Boyz are probably on my side. Several girls should be with me, so I will vote for Momo to make her my vice.'
"Calm down." He used the old trick to quiet down the classroom and silence reigned once again with everyone looking at him. It was a really neat trick. With a not loud voice, he could reach everyone and it put psychological pressure on them as if his words were a heavenly decree.
"Being a class representative is a serious responsibility of leading others. It is not a job for just anyone who wants to do it. It is a calling that requires the trust of those around you. Not only that, but the class rep should also have good academic and human skills. Now I know we don't know each other well, so let's have an election. That would be the fairest option. What do you say, Sensei?" He turned to the man who was crawling into his sleeping bag.
"So long as you decide before homeroom is over, you can do whatever you want. Fight to death all I care." He yawned and then closed the zipper.
"If that is an option too..." He grinned as he looked at the classroom.
"Let's have an election." Mineta shivered as he raised his hand. Others soon followed suit.
"Meh, boring." He walked up to the teacher's desk and created a box with even papers and several pens. He picked the items and gave them to the front rows, "Pass them back."
Soon, everyone got a piece of paper and a pen. And started to write down. And one by one, they put them into the box. When that was over, they counted the votes, and to no one's surprise, he was elected as the president.
"Yours Truly- 4 votes, Momo-chan- 3 votes, and Itsuka also 3 votes." He counted them once again by showing the votes, "Some of the others have 1 vote each."
"Tie between vice?" Sero asked.
"Are we going to do an election again?" Mina asked.
"I gave my sit to, Itsuka." Momo smiled, "Since Onii-chan is already president, it would be strange if I were to be vice."
"No, it would make perfect sense. You two are the smartest in our class, and you live together. You can coordinate better. Instead, I give it away." Itsuka smiled.
"I refuse both," Mokami said as he looked at both. "Since I am your president, you have to listen to me. Momo and I will be co-presidents since we are twins and we do almost everything together. Itsuka will be our vice. Understood?"
"Yes, sir." Both said with a mock salute.
"Good, now let's wake sensei."
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