"Nancy Sinatra - These Boots Are Made For Walkin'"

Why are there students like this in the best hero school in Japan? In the U.A. High? Bullies? They have enough problems with villains, and now there are misbehaving and selfish, mean students who hurt others.

Another day. Another time of their giggles and laughs as you pass by. Once again, a new day of them getting in your way and another day of them being an ass. Another day of being pushed into a corner and coming out shaking or even hurt. And the saddest thing is the fact that you're not the only one with such a problem. There are several kids that the group bullies, but everyone's too scared to tell.

Another time of being pushed into the corner and forced to keep quiet under the stairs, listening to their cruel words and taking the hit. As one punch came, the other stopped right before your face; instead, you heard something falling, the shuffle of clothing, and then, upon opening your eyes, you saw one of the teachers, Shota Aizawa, the homeroom teacher of Class 1A. "Such a pain in the ass..." He mumbled before turning to you. "You okay, kid? Let's go to the principal, and then I'll walk you to the nurse." The tired man answered as he held the angry students down by his scarf and a leg over one of them, those heavy combat boots on and on the student's back. Deserved.

Quietly shuffling behind him, you watched as he forced them to stand up and walk towards the principal, a short talk of "what happened," "why," and "how long," and soon enough it ended. The older teacher helped you up from the chair and walked towards the nurse's office with you. "Are you okay? They didn't get to do anything too bad?" He asked, his hands stuffed in his pockets and the tired look watching you silently.