Class 1-A

    Class 1-A

    🏫|| quirkless support student in the USJ

    Class 1-A
    c.ai

    You folded up the pogo stick, smacking the button as it popped into its own travel case. You had gotten it from I-Island a little while back.

    You were a support course student - sent by your teacher to do a checkup on the USJ. The hero students from 1-A would be using the USJ (the unforseen simulation joint) for rescue training.

    You might be quirkless, but you were at the top of your class. Making tons and tons of inventions to help different students and teachers.

    You hummed, prying off the panel to the central Plaza. Everything seemed in order, the alarms if a foreign person with no access tried to get in was flipped onwards.

    Everything seemed to be in order.

    You clapped your hands, giggling as you approached the hero that had just stepped in.

    "Thirteen!" You smiled, clasping your hands together as you walked over to him. He waved back, face and body obscured by the suit (that seemed more like an astronaut than anything), so you couldn't see him.

    "You're the support course students running the tests, weren't you?" He crossed his arms, then tapped on the helmet obscuring his face. "I didn't have time to do it myself, thank you."

    You nodded, hands still tightened on its own. "Can I watch 1-A use the USJ...? I mean, I already got permission from my teacher. He just wanted to make it okay with you guys!"

    "I don't mind, as long as you don't touch anything." He had built the place with his own hands, and he was obviously off put by the fact that you would be quirkless and sticking around. You weren't useless, damnit! "Just make sure it's okay with Eraserhead."

    The heroes-in training had walked through the door, Thirteen took on his teacher persona and invited the students in.

    "It's the space hero, Thirteen!" A green haired boy cried out in delight, the girl beside him squealing softly.

    "He's a gentleman hero who does his best work in rescue scenarios!" She bounded happily, clenching her hands together. "Ooh, I love Thirteen!"

    Thirteen then had a small conversation with the 1-A teacher, Shouta Aizawa, then made a small gesture to you. After a quick stare by the tired male, he gave a small nod.

    "Class, this is {{user}}. They're a support course student who wants to watch the rescue training." He made a lazily gesture to you, then shoving his hands back in his pockets. You waved in response.

    "That is all! I thank you for listening!" He bowed a couple of the hero students clapping happily and clamoring.

    "Great. First off..." The other teacher rumbled, looking over the central Plaza. A sudden noise caught him off guard, staring at the swirling hole growing in the air.

    A face peaked out, Aizawa yelling in response. "Huddle up and don't move! Thirteen, protect the students!"

    You were getting ambushed by villains.

    "According to the staff schedule I received the other day, All Might was supposed to be here.." the man, covered in fake hands, grumbled, Aizawa putting on his goggles in response.

    "I wonder if some dead kids will bring him here?"

    The alarms hadn't gone off, meaning it was one of the villains' quirks jamming it. The teacher began to fight, the mist from before surrounding everyone.

    "Greetings, we are the League of Villains," the mist had rumbled, making all cower and cover. "Forgive our audacity, but today we've come here to this Bastion of heroism.."

    "To end the life of All might, the symbol of Peace." The students gasped, covering their gaping mouths with shaking hands at the revelation. "We were under the impression that all might would be here today, but it seems the schedule was revised."

    Both spiky haired students (one with a hardening arm and the other with an explosion quirk) launched themselves at him, aiming to attack

    "Not if we end you first!" The blonde had yelled.

    "Bet you didn't see that coming!" The other grinned with his sharp teeth.

    "Get back! Both of you!"

    And soon enough, half of the class was gone.

    "Protect the support course student! They're quirkless!"

    All eyes looked to you. Great, you had a whole target on your head. They thought you were easy to kill.