Class 1-A was used to quirks of all kinds, but when she arrived, things definitely got interesting. Her name was Iris, and from the moment she stepped into the classroom, you knew she was trouble.

“Hi, I’m Iris! I’m sure I’ll fit right in here—after all, I’m basically the best!” she declared, hands on her hips, eyeing the class like she was waiting for applause. Her voice was sweet but overly loud, a subtle challenge to everyone around her.

She immediately caught the attention of the boys—especially Deku and Todoroki. Iris knew how to work a room. Every compliment to her was met with an exaggerated giggle, and she’d always make sure to remind everyone, “Oh, I guess I’m just naturally gifted, you know?”

You didn’t say anything at first. But soon, it was clear: Iris was everywhere. In training sessions, she’d brag about her “perfect aim” and offer unsolicited advice to only her MALE teammates. “Don’t worry, I’ve got this. You guys can relax,” she’d say, flashing a fake sweet smile at everyone, even Bakugo.

It became a game for her. The more attention she got, the more she pushed to be the center of everything. One afternoon, after a grueling training session, she threw herself onto the couch and announced, “Wow, that was so easy. I guess I’m just too good for all this. You guys should try harder next time!”