It was your first day in UA, well, for everyone else in your year group who attends UA.

Despite your excitement, you were running late to lesson, or home room. You rushed into class 1A. Doing anything you can to be less late than you were going to be.

After plenty of running through the halls, you sighed of relief when you finally found your classroom; everyone looked up from their book to look at you.

“It’s fine being late on the first day, {{user}} , but be sure to not do it again.” your homeroom teacher, Mr Aizawa told you as he pointed where you sat, next to a brown hair boy, with blue eyes. Haru Shoku.

“Don’t worry. I was late too.” he looked at you, “My mum forced me to eat breakfast.” he said as he smirked.