Izuku almost couldn't believe it.

Eighteen years of his life had led to this moment. He stood in front of UA's entrance, a gate almost three times as tall as he was. But this time, it wasn't as an intern, or as an assistant. He was finally here as a student, and on the path towards becoming a fully-fledged hero.

He was pulled out of his thoughts by the five-minute warning bells, causing him to yelp as he hurried as fast as he could to 1-A's classroom. He had been around UA for a few years now, so he didn't have any trouble finding his way there.

He reached the classroom in just a little over a minute after the warning bell and could hear some people yelling inside the room. One of the voices seemed familiar, but surely Nezu wouldn't…

Opening the door to the classroom abruptly, Izuku leaned on the doorframe as Bakugou Katsuki, his childhood tormenter, came into view. He was arguing with a blue-haired boy with metal rods... no, those were mufflers, coming out of his calf. Probably one of the Iida family.

Bakugou was just finishing up a lovely mental image painting involving a steel rod and the Iida kid's ass when his eyes flicked over to Izuku. Immediately, he went completely still, except for his face, which morphed into a bloodthirsty snarl.

"Deku! What the fuck are you doing here?! You up and fucking vanish for nine years, and then suddenly show up at my school! Who the fuck do you think you are?!"

Izuku just smirked as he took in the reactions of the other students in the room. He saw two other students that had attended the recommendation exam; the two-toned hair boy, whose name Izuku didn't know, and the girl with the huge ponytail. Moma, was it?

Some of the people present seemed to be annoyed, like one girl with headphone jacks hanging from her ears. Others were watching with glee, obviously happy for some drama, like the pink-haired (and skinned) girl. Then there were some who were apathetic to the whole thing, like the boy with a bird's head who looked like he was sleeping.

He shook his head, dropping out of his analysis mode. He didn't need it just yet, he should be focusing on the present for now. Izuku turned back to look at Bakugou who was still snarling at him.

"Well?! Did you forget what I said about not becoming a hero, dipshit?!"

Izuku just chuckled, before walking over to the teacher's podium and taking a look under it. To everyone else, it looked like he was searching for something, but Izuku had a plan. He wasn't afraid of Bakugou anymore.

"Oi! Deku! What the fuck are you looking for, stalker?!"

Hook, line and sinker. Izuku's grin widened to Cheshire Cat levels of smugness as he leaned on the podium, looking Bakugou straight in the eyes. He let out a small chuckle before he responded. "Oh, don't worry about me, Bakugou. I was just searching for where the fuck I asked for your opinion on the matter."

The room fell completely silent at that, everyone looking towards the angry blond. They might have only known him for a few minutes, but they were able to tell that he was big trouble, and were trying their best to just avoid him.

The pink-skinned girl, however, had no such plans. Standing up from her seat, she put her fist in front of her mouth and grinned.

"OOOOOH SNAP! He roasted your ass boi! You're gonna need some aloe vera for that burn!"

Izuku decided immediately that he liked the girl, someone who wasn't afraid to be themselves, even if it meant displeasing Bakugou. That had been a rarity in Izuku's early life, so he was able to respect her for it.

Bakugou looked like he was about to (literally) explode, when there was a cough from the doorway. His eyes quickly flicked towards the ground where he spotted the large yellow object.

"Everyone shut up, and get back into your seats." The worm-like thing wiggled its way towards the podium, before the zipper in the center opened, and Aizawa stepped out. The others probably couldn't tell, but Izuku could see that even while crossing his arms in anger, Aizawa's hands were in a prime spot to use his capture weapon in an instant.

"Welcome to UA. I'm going to be your Homeroom teacher from here on out. That being said, the other teachers and I get an exceptional amount of freedom when it comes to teaching our classes, so while you are at UA, my word is gospel, got it?"

Izuku nodded along with everyone else, but gave Aizawa a small wink.

Aizawa huffed. "Good. Now that's out of the way, everyone put these on and meet me down at Field Beta in ten minutes. If you're late there will be consequences."

Izuku was up in an instant, snatching one of the uniforms off of the man and sprinting towards the changing room. Quickly swapping outfits, he arrived at the field almost simultaneously with Aizawa, who looked even more tired than usual.

"If you were anyone else I would commend you for your speed. Good job hitting the bare minimum to impress me. Hope you enjoy tests."

Izuku gulped at the creepy smile Aizawa had on his face. He had tried to fix it a few times, but it always spooked him.

Judging from the concerned look that the Iida boy gave Izuku as he arrived, it probably spooked the rest of the class as well.

"Alright. Bakugou, come here."

The rest of the class had joined them after a few minutes, much to Shota's disappointment. They were treating this like a class, not training. He spotted Izuku doing some stretches with the Iida kid, and smirked under his scarf.

'At least some of them are taking this seriously'

As the boy that Nezu had warned him about walked up to the circle, Shota threw the ball at him. Bakugou caught it with one hand and started rolling his shoulders. Shotaturned back to the waiting students.

"Each of you are here for four years to learn how to become the best Hero you can be. That means using your Quirk to its fullest, no holds barred. Today we will be doing a series of tests involving your Quirks to test their limitations."

He heard some mumbling from the group and flashed his Quirk at them, prompting the talking to die down.

"Bakugou. Throw the ball as far as you can, but do it with your Quirk."

Bakugou had a near-feral grin as he nodded quickly, turning to glare at Izuku for a moment before winding up his pitch, his hands starting to glow as he warmed up his Quirk.

Izuku realized something right before Bakugou let off a shot. Quickly pushing his way to the girl with the headphone jacks on her ears, he slid his hands over her ears, the contact startling her just before the explosion started.

"DIE!"

As the noise ended, Izuku let go of the girl's ears, and bowed to her.

"I'm really sorry for scaring you like that, but I noticed your ears earlier and hypothesized that you had a hearing Quirk. I wouldn't want you to get tinnitus on the first day!"

The girl just crossed her arms and pouted at him, the jacks on her ears twirling in little circles.

"Yea, sure. Thanks for the save or whatever, dude."

Aizawa nodded to Izuku, showing off the score of 823.5m on the tablet he had with him as he moved closer to the group.

"Each and every one of you have been using your Quirks casually your whole life. Either in the privacy of your home, or at training centers," he huffed in frustration. "But if we want to improve, we have to have more intense training for our youth. The education ministry is dragging their feet in making necessary changes to the curriculums of our schools." Aizawa gave them a creepy smile, waving his hand at them in a 'come at me' motion. "But luckily for me, UA allows me to teach my class however I want. So here's the deal. At the end of all of these tests, whoever scores the lowest will be expelled from UA."

Izuku winced at the uproar that came from that. He knew that Aizawa just wanted to evaluate everyone's potential to push their hardest, but he wanted to calm everyone down by telling them it was a ruse. Judging from Aizawa's pointed look at him though, he probably shouldn't.

Aizawa moved his hair up and out of his eyes.

"Let's see you all go Plus Ultra, got it?"

Shoto was a bit suspicious at the moment.

From the minute that Izuku Midoriya had walked into the room, Shoto's attention had been on the boy. He gave off a feeling of power, confidence, and the sense that he knew what you were about to do before you even did it.

Shoto had seen few people who shared this trait, and almost all of them were in the upper echelons of Hero society. His progenitor had the same feeling of power, but it was attached to many painful memories.

The one time he had met Sir Nighteye at one of the Hero galas his progenitor forced him to attend, he had given off the same sense that Midoriya did, as if he could look you up and down and determine what makes you tick.

Then there was the type of confidence the boy showed. It wasn't that of his progenitor's confidence, where he would need to constantly shove it in other people's faces how much better he was than them, or even a shy confidence.

Midoriya was quick on the draw, seemed far too prepared for the 'random' tests that Aizawa had given them, and was showing strength and flexibility that spoke of years of training. He could tell, as he had been subjected to such training himself.

He finished up the last test, an endurance run, and went to stretch on the sidelines. His Quirk was good for keeping himself cool while running, giving him a modicum of enhanced stamina.

As he stretched, he watched Midoriya continue to run, only being outlasted by Tenya Iida, who had literal engines in his legs, and Momo Yaoyorozu, who was riding around the track on a motorized scooter.

He hummed in curiosity, crossing his arms, as he sat down and watched Midoriya talk with Aizawa for a moment. He seemed familiar with him, far too familiar for a student and teacher who had just met.

Had their homeroom teacher been the one to train Midoriya? And if so, does Midoriya's skill indicate a similar situation to his own? Shoto wanted to give Aizawa the benefit of the doubt, but he had learned long ago that even heroes can be monsters when they're away from the cameras.

The fact that he had never seen Aizawa before seemed to back up his theory. His progenitor had made him study most of the upper ranked heroes to practice finding weaknesses in strong targets from very little info.

Was it possible that Aizawa could be a very low ranking hero trying to use Midoriya to make a legacy greater than his own could be?

Shoto sincerely hoped not, but he would have to keep an eye on them both to be sure.

Izuku was actually having a lot of fun with these tests.

Not so much the fact that he was doing them, but he found it fun to watch how the other students used their Quirks creatively to overcome the obstacles. The sheer variety in what Quirks could do was one of the reasons he liked studying them so much.

While some Quirks were fairly straight forward to him, like Eijirou Kirishima's 'Hardening' and Mashirao Ojiro's 'Tail', there were quite a few that took him by surprise, something that just made it even more fun. Quirks like Tokoyami Fumikage's 'Dark Shadow' and Koda Koji's 'Anivoice' especially surprised him.

He had consciously stopped himself from using 'Human Archive' to find out his future classmates Quirks for two reasons. One was the fact that it was rude to use on strangers that weren't a threat right off the bat, something that had been drilled into him after his first meeting with Aizawa, and two, because it was way more fun this way!

He saw the two-toned hair boy who he'd learned was called Todoroki giving him odd looks, especially when he was talking with Aizawa, and felt the temptation to just take a peek and figure out why, but resisted. He figured it was a part of his Quirk, an instinctual need to collect information, but he was still trying to prove that theory outright.

Eventually the tests came to an end, and Aizawa showed the leaderboard. Izuku had done fairly well on all of the tests, but he just didn't have the remnant mutations over his body that some others did like Kirishima and Todoroki, whose Quirks affected their whole body.

He had gotten a fairly good position in sixth place, right behind Tokoyami. He had honestly been surprised by the amount of power and versatility that 'Dark Shadow' had, and looked forward to studying it further throughout the year.

After Aizawa let the class in on the fact that he had been 'lying', he sent them away. As the rest of the class turned right at the end of the field and walked further onto campus, Izuku turned and went left.

He actually didn't have his room set up in the UA dorms just yet. He was still living in the house that he and his mother had bought around three years ago, much better quality than the apartment they had been living in, and closer to UA as well.

He stopped when he heard Iida yell behind him.

"Midoriya! Will you not be joining us at the dorms this evening? I believe that Ashido and the girls are intending to partake in some ice-breaker games! I believe it to be a good idea for team-building!"

Izuku turned back around and shrugged, shaking his head.

"Sorry Iida, but I don't have a dorm room set-up just yet. I've been helping my mum with some renovations in our kitchen and didn't have time to." He gave a small bow, before waving to the group. "I should be moving in later this week. Have a good time with your ice-breakers!"

Bakugou let out a growl and stomped off towards the dorms. He had probably been looking forward to pinning Izuku down and forcing answers out of him. Izuku snickered. 'Sucks to be him I guess'.

Izuku gathered his stuff and started walking towards the front gate, headed for home with a smile on his face.

He didn't know it, but he was being watched.

From one of the top floors of the building, a trio of students had been keeping an eye on Izuku for almost the entire day. Well, technically they had been keeping an eye on 1-A all day, but the fact that he had gone off on his own had grabbed the trio's attention.

"So, Togata, why are we stalking this kid again?"

Mirio put the binoculars down for a moment and flashed his companions with a bright smile, chuckling softly.

"Cmon, Nejire! Do I really have to tell you again? You gotta listen this time OK?"

Nejire just nodded quickly, floating upside down while watching Izuku. Mirio continued.

"Sir asked me to try and find out who Sentinel was after Nezu teased him about it! Apparently Nezu has somehow been keeping this guy's identity a secret from everyone, even Sir! BUT! Mr. Nezu gave Sir a hint and said that Sentinel was an upcoming first year a while back! And that's why we are 'watching' this guy. We're doing recon for Sir!"

Nejire just smiled, humming a tune as she watched the green-haired boy swipe his access card on the gate and exit the school grounds with practiced ease. Much smoother than a first-year finishing their first day could.

"I reckon this might be him! Did you see how seamlessly he moved through UA today? It was like he knew where he was going at all times! That only comes with practice!"

Mirio smiled, raising his fist into the air.

"I think you're right Nejire! Alright! Target found! Now, let's go find out who he is!"

As the trio ran through the halls of UA in search of answers, Tamaki being fireman carried along by Mirio, Nejire couldn't help but think;

'He was pretty cute.'

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