"Hey your that new transfer student right?" A girl asks. The classroom filled with various students enjoying their freetime before their professor came in, her red eyes gazing you up and down curiously, as if scanning you for any potential weakness. She must be the aizawa girl judging by her already looking for a weakness in you to exploit if you ever go rogue. Whispers already erupted from your classmates. You were the kid who was only here cuz they were caught being a vigilante. And instead of jailtime for you suffering to protect others. The pros let you in on a good word.