Hey everyone! I'm not dead :'D Just busy with life! Anyways, here's chapter 12 of Broken Information! Enjoy!


BI CHAPTER 12


JUST A TINY RECAP!

"Congrats into getting in, Hito." The older Shinsou managed to say, the grin still on his face.

"Congrats into getting in, Toshi!" Izuku said, hugging Hitoshi without thought.

Hitoshi never felt this embarrassed before as he left himself be embraced by Izuku and watched his father suppress a laugh. But it was worth it. It was all worth it. He was in the Hero course at U.A.!


Shinsou stood in front of the doorway of his new class, wondering if he should expect anything from his new class, his eyes glossing over the tall door standing before him.

Was All Might going to be his teacher? Or was All Might just going to be his homeroom teacher?

Either would be fine honestly.

Truth be told, he didn't care much about it. As long as he can be in the hero course, he'll welcome any teacher that would mentor him and guide him into being one of the best heroes out there.

Shinsou took a deep breath, opening the door with a slight thud. He froze when he realized he wasn't the only one there, but in fact one of the few to arrive last. If he remembered what Izuku told him correctly, the class should have around 20 students, plus or minus two.

His classmates, that were already there, looked at him before returning to what they were doing, fidgeting with something in their hands or going back into daydreaming. Others went back to their phones while others went back to chatting within their already formed social groups.

As he stepped into the classroom, he finally registered the bickering between two of his classmates in the back. And one of them just had to be the annoying asshole from the entrance exam.

Katsuki, if he remembered correctly. Why did he have to be in the same homeroom as him?

He listened to him argue with the guy with glasses, catching the other person's name.

Iida Tenya.

The way the Iida guy was scolding Katsuki and making odd hand gestures reminded Shinsou of a robot, but also made it seem like the guy was a stickler. If that's the case...what fun.

Shinsou sat in a seat towards the back, still eavesdropping. He pulled the chair back, slumping into it. His bag was to the side and his arm comfortably placed on the desk to hold his heavy head up. Too early for all of this, he thought as he closed his eyes for a bit. He just wanted to, at least, make it through the first day without any issues. After all, he planned to meet up with-

"It's you!" Someone said, snapping Shinsou from his train of thoughts. A voice he swore he heard somewhere before. But who was it exactly?

Lifting his head, Shinsou saw a girl in front of him. Plain looking. Oh. The girl from the entrance exam. What was her name again? Ocharo? Ochayo? No. That didn't sound right. Ochako. It was Ochako.

"Oh. Yo." Shinsou managed to stumble out, trying to straighten himself in his chair, taking his arm off the desk and pulling his chair in a bit. He hated having to sit straight. Slouching is more comfortable.

"Your name's Shinsou, right?" He nodded. "Well, I just wanted to thank you for what you did for me during the entrance exam, but I couldn't find you after it ended, so I-" Shinsou raised his hand.

"Sorry to interrupt, but I already know what you did. You didn't have to do that, I only did what had to be done." Shinsou said, Ochako nodding. "One of the basic principles of what makes a hero."

"It is, but the way you took down that monster was amazing!" Ochako said, bouncing in place a bit as she mimicked throwing something from over her shoulder. "The robot went boom! And then crashed down! It was amazing!" Ochako said, Shinosu wanting to crawl into a hole. He felt eyes starting to assemble onto him, feeling the different gazes on him. But that wasn't what was bothering him, it was-

"Indeed it was!" Stickler guy said, approaching him and Ochako. He didn't want more people to ask him about it. "Hello there! I'm from Somei Private Academy-" Ah. A rich kid. "My name is-"

"Tenya Iida. I heard from your quite loud conversation with Katsuki." Shinsou said, cursing himself when said guy looked over at him, his eyes piercing through him. What went up and died? He should've never mentioned his name.

"Are you friends with that roughian?" Iida said, pushing his glasses up into place, a glint covering his eyes. Shinsou looked to the side to avoid the judgemental look casted over Iida's face. He should've never mentioned the blonde's name.

"No. Just happened to meet him on the day of the exam."

"Speaking of the exam, I can't believe you actually took down the no-point robot. How did you figure out that there was another point system for the exam?" Iida asked, Uraraka looking over at Shinsou. As if on cue, everyone started to listen in to the conversation, Shinsou only hearing 'him' and 'robot' within the sea of voices.

Just as he was about to say that he didn't know, the classroom doors opened up, a yellow caterpillar coming in. Or so it looked like some kind of caterpillar. Then again, could you blame him? The sleeping bag looked like a giant caterpillar.

The yellow thing stood up and unzipped itself. Only instead of a butterfly emerging, a low maintenance creature came out of the cocoon...another sleep deprived human.

"It seems like I have to lay some groundwork on what I should be expecting whenever I walk into the classroom, but that can wait for later." The man got himself out of his bag and cast it aside, faking to dust something off of himself. "The name's Aizawa, your homeroom teacher."

"Sensei! Are we heading to the orientation?" Uraraka asked, making her way to the only empty seat available, placing her bag onto the side of the desk and tucking her skirt under her as she sat down.

"Orientation?" A grin graced their teacher's face, an omen. "We're skipping that. Instead, we're heading to the gym." He took out a remote and pressed a button, the wall of the classroom hissing to reveal some shelves. Everyone turned to their left to see some bins with uniforms in individual packages. "Put those on. They're the gym uniforms you guys ordered before coming here. Just look for your name and then follow me. Give you brats a short tour of where things are. Better hurry if you don't want to get lost and miss the tour."


The boys were getting changed into their gym uniform, Shinsou being one of the few who already changed and didn't want to leave just yet. Shinsou glanced at the one named Todoroki, his red and white hair always catching his interest. Did he ever try to dye it a single color before?

Todoroki managed to lock eyes with Shinsou, narrowing when they did. Shinsou simply blinked before turning his head elsewhere. Getting in trouble on the first day wasn't exactly on his agenda.

As Shinsou stared off into a vague area, his phone got a message, causing him to eagerly take it out and slightly smirk when he saw who it was.

"-and then she disappeared!" Kaminari said, wilting at the tragedy of his story. Sero and Kirishima laughed at his woe, Kaminari slightly pouting from his newly acquired friends' laughter. That's when Shinsou's change in aura peaked his interest.

"Hey! You texting your girlfriend or something?" Kaminari asked, slightly offended that he had been ignored while the other two boys grinned.

"Oooh."

"Very funny," Shinsou replied, looking down at his phone, "she's wishing me luck."

"Seriously?" Kaminari said, taken aback. Sero whistled while Kirishima walked up to offered him his hand, 'manly' was what he ended up saying when Shinsou awkwardly shook it.

"What's she like?" Sero asked, propping himself on Shinsou's arm. A few of the other guys also listened in on the conversation as they continued to change. From the corner of his eye, Shinsou watched as both Katsuki and Todoroki walked out of the locker room.

"Guys you're missing the bigger question." A purple headed midget said while shaking his head.

"Oh? Do enlighten us grapehead." Shinsou said, sending his reply and tucking his phone away as he looked down.

"What are her three measure-" Mineta stopped talking, everyone wondering what happened to the midget.

"Oi, you alright?" Kirishima asked, Sero waving a hand in front of the silent Mineta. Kaminari wondered why the guy wasn't blinking.

"He's going to be fine." Shinsou said, leaving the locker room with tense shoulders and a wary gaze. "Don't worry about it."


Shinsou idly stood outside, watching as more people joined the small tribe of six people.

Before he reunited with his teacher, Shinsou found Todoroki, Katsuki and three of his female classmates already waiting for their teacher's instructions.

He quietly stood there as more people came into view, the trio who had approached him making their way towards him.

"Shinsou! Don't leave us behind next time!" Sero said, placing his arm on his shoulder.

"Yeah dude! No friend gets left behind!" Kaminari said with a goofy grin. Shinsou watched as Kirishima also give him a grin. Shinsou averted his gaze to the side, something bouncing inside his stomach. "You alright?"

"Yeah. Just," Shinsou looked at them again hoping no one else hears him. "It's just kinda nice having friends." Shinsou jumped when the trio suddenly started to pat his back or cry, mainly hearing Kirishima give him a small speech about how he was going to be the manliest friend he ever had.

Shinsou let himself smile. This was nice. But how long will it last?

The student conversations came to a halt when Aizawa finally decided to speak up.

"Everyone here?" A unison yes. "Good. Time for physical fitness tests." Shinsou sighed, his thoughts leaving simultaneously. Now wasn't the time to think about betrayal. "Last one in the ranking is to be expelled. Now go."

He had eight tests to clear if he didn't want to get expelled.


The first test: sprinting.

And for some reason, Iida was talking to him.

"Well isn't it difficult to try to spend time with her? Of course, I wouldn't know about dating since I myself have yet to find someone who means so much to me." Iida asked as he stretched from side to side to warm up before the sprint. Shinsou looked up to the sky as he hummed to himself.

"To be honest, making a way to spend time with her is just like making time for anything in life." Shinsou mused, remembering the schedule Izuku made for their joint training. "I find a way to either dedicate all of my attention to her or find something the two of us wouldn't mind doing. Even though the two of us weren't in the same school, we both found a way to study with each other and do other trivial things."

"Of course! What a silly question I asked! Sorry if my question possibly offended you." With that, Iida sprinted across the tiny strip on the ground, leaving Shinsou in the dust. Sometimes you just gotta go fast.

Shinsou didn't care, 6.5 seconds was pretty fast for him. A great difference from his old record of 8.2 seconds.

"Say Shinsou." Shinsou looked up to see another of his classmate right behind him. "Is the mademoiselle jolie?"

"What now?" Shinsou asked, wondering why the boy with the lingering sparkles decided to talk to him.

"Pretty." Shinsou averted his gaze to the side as the words 'of course she is' slipped out of his mouth, leaving Aoyama prideful as he found out a new side to this new classmate of his. "The name's Aoyama, by the way. If you ever need some advice on a gift, I'm happy to help you, monsieur." Shinsou blinked before giving Aoyama a nod.

"Will take up on your offer when the time comes."


The boys were lined up in two different lines, waiting for their turn to do the side steps. Shinsou and Mineta were on one side while the rest of the gang were on the other. The air smelled of sweat, causing Shinsou to wrinkle is nose. Sure, he has been exposed to the smell before, but Shinsou will never get over the smell of perspiration.

"So how did you get her to date you?" Mineta asked, hitting the back of his hand against Shinsou's leg, causing Shinsou to slightly flinch. "You don't even look that attractive."

Sero, Denki and Kirishima whipped their heads to look at the midget, Mineta shrinking upon seeing their looks of disappointment.

"Dude, do you need glasses?" Sero asked while pointing to his eyes.

"Clearly he does," Denki said, shaking his head from side to side.

"If you ask me, he looks pretty good looking, bro." Kirishima said, the other two nodding their heads in agreement.

"Whatever." Mineta said, drowning out the trio's voices. He didn't want to keep listening about this supposed girlfriend. She's probably the same as Shinsou anyways… dangerous.


"Wait, so she's not in a hero course?" Kaminari said, not noticing the number on the gripping device go down a few digits.

After sprinting came the grip measurements, Shinsou still being inquired about his girlfriend, asking about her career path and her thoughts on Shinsou being in U.A's hero course. Apparently, people tend to forget about the other jobs that don't involve being a Hero.

"Got a problem with that?" Shinsou narrowed his eyes, a scowl on his face becoming known. Kaminari gulped before shaking his head violently.

"N-no! None at all!" Kaminari managed to squeak out, instilling those dark indigo eyes into his memory along with a side note. Shinsou is a force to be reckoned with.

"Dude, not everyone wants to be a Hero." Sero said, the corners of his lips turning downwards at the digit: 59 kg.

"Honestly, I think that's pretty manly of her." Kirishima said with a grin, loving the number on the grip device: 104 kg.

"Really?" Shinsou said, eyes wide at the number on his device: 70 kg.

"Yeah! Even though she didn't enroll for a hero course, she was still willing to train with you!" Kirishima made fists with his hands. "It's super manly to be supportive!"

Shinsou never really gave Izuku's supportiveness a second thought. He was just glad to spend time with her. Guess he's going to be talking with Aoyama pretty soon. After all, he wants to get something for the person who's been willingly to be with him these past months.

"Shinsou!" Ochako's voice rang from across the gym, causing the tiny group of guys to jolt at the new voice. They watched as Ochako bounced their way, Shinsou wondering what the girl wanted from him. "Are you doing anything after school?"

Shinsou blinked, his mind trying to catch up with the question. "Uh, yes, did you need something from me?"

"Just wondering, that's all." Ochako said, ruffling the back of her head. "I just wanted to thank you for helping me out during the exam. You know, maybe a bite after school or a cup of coffee?"

"Woah." Kaminari whispered.

"Guess you're Mister Popular now, Shinsou." Sero said with a smirk.

"Oi! Don't let it get to his head!" Mineta shouted, hitting Shinsou. "He's already got a girlfriend." At that news, Ochako stepped back.

"A girlfriend?! I'm so sorry! I didn't know!" Ochako looked down at her hands, picking at her pads. "But I do want to thank you for practically saving my life." Shinsou hummed, the group waiting for his response.

"I'm okay with just the feeling. I don't need a physical symbol of gratitude." Shinsou said, noticing Ochako purse her lip. Do all girls have similar habits? "But if you insist on your offer, I don't mind getting something after school."

"Really?" Ochako said, surprised that Shinsou would even agree to the offer. "Honestly, I was prepared to hunt you down until you accepted my offer."

"Well, my girlfriend did want to meet the person who I had helped during the test. Something about saving you being my first recorded Hero act." Shinsou said, watching Ochako get flustered.

"I-is that so." Ochako giggled. "Guess I can't wait to meet her."

The guys watched as Shinsou and Ochako continued to talk about Izuku. As they listened, they realized one thing. Shinsou was absolutely smitten by Izuku, watching as he relaxed and blabbered about the girl until their teacher told them about the next assessment.


"She's the one who found the loophole?!" Ochako squeaked, Shinsou nodding.

Shinsou noticed that Ochako was trying to bring up the exam day into their conversation and if Izuku taught him anything, Ochako wasn't going to leave him alone until she heard what she wanted to talk about.

They were currently waiting for their turn to throw the ball, giving the two enough time to chat about what happened during the exam day.

"Even though we were only allowed to use our Quirks, the exam said nothing about bringing items. When they saw that I brought in the baton, they didn't even check to see if it was necessarily a repressor or extension of our Quirks. "

"I didn't know that." A new voice said, making Shinsou and Ochako jump.

"Oh! Momo!" Ochako said with a squeal. "And Jirou!" Shinsou looked over at the two girls, noticing their different auras. Momo was confident, but definitely not arrogant or cocky. She reminded Shinsou of tea, calm. Jirou, on the other hand, was like him, a cat who follows their own tail and those whom they like. Seems like Momo is someone who has gotten Jirou's respect. "What didn't you know?"

"About bringing items into the exam." Momo stated, tapping her finger over her chin. "Even though I read the letter, I only assumed items were forbidden."

"Same here." Jirou chimed in.

"But if you think about it," another girl said, Shinsou hearing 'Tsu-chan' as the girl approached the group, "if the school outright said that weapons were allowed, it would've created a bigger gap between the examinees."

"That certainly is true." Momo stated, looking at Shinsou with a smile. "Seems like you were the only one to have caught on to the proper wording of the letter and took advantage of it."

"Oh, it wasn't me." Shinosu bluntly stated, his stoic face not changing in the slightest.

"His girlfriend did." Ochako said, stifling a giggle when she saw Mina let her jaw drop and yell 'why all the good ones?!'.

"Girlfriend?" Jirou asked, noticing that the rest of the girls started to circle around them. "How did she figure it out?"

"Beats me." Shinsou said with a sigh. "She tried to explain it to me, but then got sidetracked and lost me halfway through her explanation."

"So the brains behind the face?"

"Part of the brains." Shinsou corrected.

"Shinsou you're up next!" Aizawa said over the ocean of voices. Shinsou bid his classmates, threw the ball and came back satisfied with his result. 30 meters.


Katsuki sighed, for what seemed to be the umptheenth time that day. His first day at U.A was literally the worst day ever.

He was glad to see that everyone around him was no type of competition for him. Not even the infamous Todoroki sitting behind him. He'll show everyone that he was better than that bigshot, show everyone that the famous Todoroki was simply a stepping stone for him.

Today was going to be a memory to brag about in the near future. His grandiose first day at U.A., filled with everyone being a helpful stepping stone towards achieving his goal as the number one Pro Hero.

But the memory was already ruined when Mister Glasses started to lecture him about his sitting posture, the other students also throwing him a dissatisfied look at him. He could have cared less about that, but what he couldn't forgive was the shift in attention from him to the other guy sitting behind him, Shinsou.

The same guy who sat beside him during the entrance exam, the same guy that everyone was fawning over simply because he was able to take down the no pointer.

Then they started to fawn over him because he had a girlfriend. A fucking chick. Katsuki scoffed at the idea.

A romance simply deters one from trying to achieve their goal, especially in the Hero world. The speculation, the drama and jealousy. Why else are heroes single until the day they retire? They want to avoid all of the problems that come from such a thing.

Katsuki continued to avoid the mobs like a plague until he couldn't anymore. Why did he finally butt in? Because of who she was.

When Pinky decided to ask for a photo of the girl, Katsuki just so happened to be walking past the group, minding his own business when his eyes landed on the picture of the girl.

The girl that Shinsou was gushing about… well it just turned out that he actually knew her.

He pushed everyone aside when his eyes laid on the photo, tuning out the yells of complaints. He grabbed Shinsou by the shirt collar, his knuckles turning white.

"Why the hell do you have a picture of her?" Katsuki ignored the gasps and oo's that surrounded the two, more concerned about the matter at hand.

"What do you mean 'why do I have a picture of her?' I know her. I'm dating her." Shinsou growled, placing his hand on Kasuki's wrist, hating the fact that he got no reaction from it.

"Don't act stupid Purple Onion." Katsuki growled back, pulling Shinsou closer to him. "Why do you have a picture of Izuku?"

"Because I can you asshole."

"What did you say?"

"So you're half deaf." Shinsou tightened his grip on Katsuki's hand, still not getting a reaction. "Okay, let me say it again. Because I can, asshole. And how do you know her?"

"You piece of-"

"Enough!" Aizawa said yelled, pulling both boys by their shirts, his hair levitating and eyes piercing through the two.

Aizawa then restrained Katsuki with his capture gear the moment he felt a pull of resistance. "I don't know why the hell the two of you were fighting and honestly don't care as to why, but I'll let you know that if I catch the two of you starting a fight again, you can consider yourselves expelled."

The two huffed before Shinsou let out a clear 'Yes Sir' while Katsuki grumbled his.

"Now get changed. Class is over."

"But I thought you said you'd expel the one with the lowest number?" Ochako asked, the class stiffening. Aizawa grinned.

"You'll see who's expelled tomorrow."

With that, everyone jogged back to change, that is, except Shinsou and Katsuki. They stared at each other, holding the stare as they made their way to their classroom and grabbed their bags, throwing their jackets over the gym uniform without a care.

They didn't speak a word until they got to the front of the school.

"Listen Onion Head," Katsuki started, Shinsou rolling his eyes. "How do you know her?"

"Because I do." Shinsou said, feeling his phone vibrate. He glanced towards the front gate and saw a tuft of green hair. Shit.

"Stop dodging the damn question."

"What are you to her anyways, her dad?" Shinsou asked, waiting for his answer.

"I'm her brother you stupid onion head." Katsuki said, grabbing the front of his shirt again. "And if you do anything to hurt her, I will make sure you never become a Pro." Shinsou snorted, taking Katsuki's hand off him.

"Like if you can ever hold me back from becoming a Pro Hero." Shinsou then grabbed Katsuki's shirt, returning the favor. "Between the two of us, I think I'd make the better hero. After all," Shinsou let go of Katsuki. "At least I care to know about the problems of a person close to me. Some hero you must be if you can't protect those within your reach." With that Shinsou left Katsuki with his thoughts.

What the hell was that damn onion talking about? Better than him? And what exactly did he mean by 'problems'?

Katsuki simply 'tch'ed, deciding to head back to the school to change, not catching an all familiar tuft of hair talking to Shinsou.


"When did you cut your hair?" Mitsuki screamed, Izuku simply looking up from her desk and blinked.

"This morning, in the girl's bathroom. Does it look bad?" Izuku questioned, humming at the math problem at hand. Homework in the first day of school… awesome.

"In the girl's bathroom!" Mitsuki wailed, scrunching up some of Izuku's hair within her hand. "Baby, darling, why did you do that?"

"I wanted something new." Izuku said, pointing at her hair. "And having long hair was a hassle, it's easier to care for short hair." Mitsuki sighed, placing her hands at her temples. Just as she was about to lecture Izuku about the importance of hair salons, the two jumped at the sound of Izuku's bedroom door being slammed open.

"He's not worthy of you."

"Katsuki! Why are you-"

"None of your business you old hag!"

"Oi! That's no way to speak to me you stupid brat!"

"Doesn't matter!" Katsuki yelled at their mother, walking up to Izuku and making her face him. "Your fucking boyfriend, stop dating him." Izuku scowled.

"Why should I?"

"I don't like him!"

"Katsuki!" Their mother yelled.

"Why should I listen to you?" Izuku said, crossing her arms. "And who cares if you don't like him. I do."

"I'm older and your brother.I know what's good for you."

"That's just your damn opinion!" Izuku yelled, standing up. "Who cares if he doesn't sit well with you! You don't get to decide who I can date and who I can't!"

"I can and I will!" Katsuki said, grabbing her shoulders. "And I'm telling you to break up with him. It's for your own good." Izuku scoffed.

"My own good? Since when did you care about what happens to me? To people close to you and within your reach?" Katsuki flinched. It was those same words.

"What-" Mitsuki started, only to get interrupted.

"How can you be a Hero when you don't realize the shit that goes around you? How can you be a Hero when you don't speak up? Or did you forget what happened?

"Katsuki, what is she talking about?"

"Nothing you need to worry about." A scoff.

"Nothing? So were all those bruises, cuts and 'harmless' pranks, that lasted three whole years, nothing?"

"Izuku," Katsuki started, Izuku frowning. "The school did-"

"They didn't do shit, let me remind you." Izuku said through her gritting teeth. "They still picked on me, called me names, fucked with my shit and the school did nothing." Izuku dug her nails into the palm of her hand. "No one dared to intervene, not even you."

Katsuki remained silent, not wanting to see the expression on their mother's face. So that's what he meant. He knew what was going on with Izuku. He knew. Even when he wasn't there.

"Izuku." Mitsuki said in what seemed to be a whisper. Why did she realize this sooner?

"It's fine." Izuku sighed, walking to the bedroom door. "I didn't expect anyone to do anything anyways. No one ever has." Izuku left the room, leaving the other two to their thoughts.

"Come Katsuki. You're going to help with dinner." Mitsuki said, leaving the room with Katsuki in tow.


Izuku huffed into the air, rocking herself back and forth with her feet. The swing creaked with each sway. It never squeaked the last time Izuku came to this playground. Then again, that was roughly a decade ago. Ever since then, she didn't dare to use any of the playground equipment although she had passed by it various times.

"How long do you plan on standing there?" Izuku spoke up, not stopping herself from swaying. "If I were someone else, I would've ran to the police office and filed a report about a pedophile on the loose."

"I have no interest in children, nonetheless in anyone in general." A man spoke up, stepping out of the darkness. Izuku stopped herself from swaying, turning herself to see her visitor.

"So, what brings you here, Stain?"

"There's someone who I want you to meet."

"Really?" Izuku asked, raising a brow.

"If you're interested, I'll be here again round three in the afternoon."

"See you then." Izuku said, watching him disappear into the trees, humming as she walked back home, not noticing the smile that grew on her face.


Thank you guys for another lovely year and really appreciate everything I receive from you guys! You guys are the reason why I still stay alive! Anyways, hope you all have wonderful holidays and wonderful day ^^