I walked into the classroom I had been assigned to, Class 1-A. I felt a bit queasy as I shook my mop of dark green hair out of my eyes and looked up to see my classmates.

A girl with a bobbed haircut walked up behind me and poked my shoulder. She tucked a light brown strand behind her ear and said, "Hi! My name is Uraraka Ochako. Who are you?" "Oh," he responded, "My name is Midoriya Izu-" A sharp tap on my shoulder made me whip my head around to see a tall, blue haired male. "Iida Tenya. The warning bell has rung, I expect you to be in your seats by now." "Right. Sorry." I say, and walk to the desk that had my name on it.

Right before I sit down, the person who sits behind me pulls my chair away and I crash to the floor. I hear a sharp laugh behind my and turn to see Bakugou Katsuki, my childhood bully. I think his favorite hobby is making my life a living hell, as he made fun of my quirklessness all throughout our childhood.

Well, maybe forget that childhood part. He still seems like a total jerk.

I picked myself up with as much grace as I could muster and grabbed my chair back. I sat down and saw a split-haired boy in front of me, asking if I was okay. I nodded and looked down, embarrassed. "Todoroki Shoto," the boy said, and held out his hand to greet me. "Midoriya Izuku," I mumbled as I grabbed and shook it.

"Okay class, settle down. My name is Aizawa Shota. I'm your teacher. You will call me Aizawa-Sensei, do you understand?"
The class responded with an off-key chorus of "Yes, sir." And the lesson began.

It was a long day. I was constantly taunted by Bakugou. One dude, with red, spiky hair, tried to stop him, but all of his attempts were in vain. It didn't really do well with him that someone was trying to help me, and it made him even madder, so that was just perfect. After another round of taunting from Bakugou, the dude walked up to me and said, "I'm really sorry. Bakugou is kind of a jerk sometimes. My name's Kirishima Eijirou, what's yours?" "Midoriya Izuku," I said curtly, and walked away. I didn't want to talk to people anymore today.

Apparently, in this mess of hallways was a dorm for me, where I could be alone and not have to share my presence with anyone. That's good, I thought, because no one will see me cry. I can have a place with no Bakugou, where I can be whoever I am without judging stares.

Because truth is...

I'm gay and deep in the closet. I have told almost no one, because i'm so scared of what will happen. The last time I was open about my sexuality, my already bullied ass got beaten up and teased even more, and the only people truly there for me were my mom, and...him.

Akihito.

That's why i'm here right now, I think to myself as I find my dorm and press in the special code to unlock it. So that I can get revenge on those bastards who decided that it was okay that I never get to hold you close again.

I push open my door and walk into what will be my home for the next three years.