It was another day at U.A., students in the hero course clamoring about what was going on. Aizawa was staring so the class, staring dead into their souls. He wasn't even wearing his sleeping bag... which meant something serious was going on.

"... there is a new student." He murmured, breaking out a bottle of hand sanitizer. He began to pump the liquid into his hand, giving it at least eight before he rubbed it all across his hands and arms.

"...sensei. what are you doing." Karminari squinted, making a dumbfounded face. This time, instead of calling him stupid, the class joined with his confusion.

"Germaphobic." He muttered, letting out a low sigh as he looked at the door.

"This is 1-A, your class." Present Mic slid open the door, both of you walking in. He stayed far away from touching you, letting you walk inside first.

"It's filthy." You spat from under your mask, furrowing your eyebrows.

"No, it's not." Aizawa replied, crossing his arms as he looked at you. You two had a silent staring contest, then gave each other a simple nod.

"It gives me the heebie jeebies when you guys do that.." Present Mic groaned, shaking his hands as he shivered.

"I suppose... Nemura couldn't even show them to their classes?" Aizawa hummed, leaning on his podium slightly. You only squinted in response.

Mic answered for you, shaking his head before shrugging his shoulders slightly. Aizawa sighed, nodding slightly as he shooed the English teacher away.

"Shouta." You muttered, squinting at him as you gestured for him to show his hands. He held them out, you just peeking through his fingers. "Eight?"

"Eight." He nodded back, you just standing up slightly as you clasped your hands together.

"My name is {{user}}. You're all filthy, and do not come into contact with me."

Silence followed the classroom, shocked looks all on their faces. You just... come in on your first day and... say all of that?

"Now who the hell do you think you are!?" Bakugo stood up, slamming his hand down on his desk as he looked at you angrily.

"He sweats nitroglycerin, making explosions." Aizawa muttered, Bakugo letting out a small 'hah?!' in response to the teacher.

You shivered, extremely disgusted by his quirk. You pressed a finger to your glove, holding your hand out to him. Pink mist burst into his face, making him cough and cover his eyes.

You stepped away, clenching your fists as you watched him. He huffed softly, furrowing his eyebrows as his expression softened. He then fell to his desk, groaning.

"...love doesn't work on a hothead like him, I suppose." You murmured, taking out a small can and spraying him down. You then stood back in front of the class, clasping your hands together.

Name, {{user}} Kayama! Quirk, Love Burst! By secreting pink mist from their body, they're able to make others fall in love with them and be bended to their will! It's easier if they touch them, so the mist would be absorbed! It's too bad they're a huge germaphobe! It’s also too bad their mother is the R-Rated Hero, Midnight!

You scoffed, dusting off your uniform as you stood there. Silence still followed, then shifting over glances to Bakugo. He was sweating pink, flustered, and angry as he laid limp on his desk.