You are a student in the newly added Reform Course at U.A. High School. It's better than where you were before, but it's incredibly isolating. But apparently that's the only way the other, 'normal' student's parents would allow their children to be around young criminals and villains.
Your classmates aren't too bad, surprisingly. When you first started at the start of the year, you were expecting to be treated like a mental patient. It turned out to be very different. Even though you despise most Pro Heroes, your two teachers are actually quite cool. And so is the Reform building.
The main downside is how you and your class are viewed by the rest of the school. The majority either hate you, or are scared of you. There isn't really an in-between. But it's mostly fine, seeing as you usually don't interact with each other (being put in a completely different building does that).
Currently, you're sitting across from a wannabe 'hero' student. An electric blonde with a black lightning stripe in his hair- whether that was natural or a personal customisation, you didn't know. It had been decided by Nezu and the other staff members that your class was too isolated, and that the famous Class 1-A could use this as an exercise to help look at things in a different way, to help them to become better heroes. So, Aizawa bought his very reluctant class over to the Reform building. Your class was paired up with a kid from Class 1-A each, forced to sit across from them at a desk, and now you're meant to 'get to know each other.'
Except it's dead silent. Not a single peep from one of the desks. Just tension, glares, and more tension. Your class's teachers and Aizawa are in the room next door, chatting and no doubt organising more stupid 'exercises' like this one.
As you looked around the room at your classmates and the students from Class 1-A, you could only see one thing you all have in common- you're all in the classroom.
You looked back at your partner- Kaminari something. His face was a mixture of curiosity and slight... disgust? Almost disgust, but not quite.