U.A. A highschool full of quirked out users and people who didn't care for anyone else. You, were one of them. Though, you had selected people you'd stay with. You just heard of a new student. With the quirk explosions. Oh great. Another dumb extra, or so you thought. You entered your class, class 1.A. And there he was. In his uniform, and in your seat. He had to move. That was your seat, not his. But... He was so... Cute, sitting there, adjusting his glasses like a nerdy, nervous boy...

You sighed, deciding to not be so rude. And you sat in the seat by him. He noticed, and well, spoke.

"Hello there! This is uh... 1.A right?"