"I AM HERE!!!"

Mikoto could only stare in shock to see All-Might appear before him telepathically through the letter.

All Might: Mikoto Yukimura was it? I heard so many great things from you~!

He sighs hopelessly. Probably from his mother no doubt.

All Might: Here's the score of well you did on the test. You scored a number of twenty five villain points and ten rescue points...

He cringes at that.

It's not that many points. Everything happend so fast he wasn't able to check up with the others due to some reasons...

All-Might: Fret not my boy, you may not have score enough points but...I can see a lot of potential in you. The other pro heroes who were watching saw it too. We all decided it would be a disaster if we let such potential go to waste!

Hope begin to strike through him...Is it possible...He still have a chance...

All-Might: That's why... congratulations, Mikoto Yukimura. You have passed the U.A exam with flying colors and will be transferred into one of the Heroics Classes.

Mikoto and his father looked at each other with sheer happiness as Mikoto started to cheer as his father hugged him in glee.

Mikoto: I DID IT! I DID IT DAD! I GOT IN!

Dad: I know! I know! I'm so proud of you son! Your mother will be too when she gets the news.

Mikoto nodded but then he stopped to think for a minute.

Which Heroics class will he be in...?

Class 1-A?

Class 1-B?

That's when he saw his schedule on the letter...

It's says he will be spend his first year at U.A as a student in Class 1-C.

Wait...

What?

Class 1-C?

When did that classroom ever became part of the Heroics Department?

-Plus Ultra~!-

It was the first day of school as Mikoto Yukimura gave his father of wave of goodbye to get to U.A.

He couldn't be late on his day of school. That would leave in a bad impression.

On his way to school, he caught up to Izuku, who was wearing the same U.A uniform as he was.

Deku: Miichan!

Mikoto: Izuku! Did you made it...Into the Heroics Department?

Deku: I-I did! I actually got in...

Mikoto: Cool! Me too! Which class are you in?

Deku: Class 1-A...You?

Mikoto:.. I'm in Class 1-C...Bummer...

Deku: O-Oh...

Mikoto saw his friend had a sad look on his face...You can tell from utter disappointment on his face that he really wanted Mikoto to be with him in the same class.

Deku: I'll miss you...

Mikoto's heart scrunched up. What did he do to deserve such a good friend like this?!

Mikoto: I'll miss you too buddy...

The two got to school and went inside the faculty to look for their own classrooms.

Deku: Class 2-B...Class 2-A...Ah! Here it is....Class 1-A!

Mikoto: Welp...You found it. Better find mines then...

Deku: Good luck Miichan! See you at lunch!

Mikoto: You too.

Just as Mikoto was about to walk away, he heard shouting coming from inside Class 1-A as Izuku opened the door.

Mikoto: ( Sounds like an argument going on...wait a minute...)

The two voices arguing inside were awfully familiar. He took a quick peek to see Izuku standing in the doorway frozen in fear to see two people that were on Mikoto's hate list...

Bakugo and that glasses guy from the exam.

....What a great way to start out the school year.....

Boy: Remove your feet from that desk! Such an action is insulting to those who came to UA before us, and the craftsmen who made the desk!!

Bakugo: Like I care.

Bakugo's smile obnoxiously smug and echoed of his sadistic tendencies.

Bakugo: What middle school are you from, Extra?

Mikoto: (Ugh...That ego of his needs to go...)

Iida: I- I am from Somei private academy. My name is Tenya Iida.

He extended a hand toward the other student, hoping to end their bickering before it had the chance to continue.

Bakugo swat the hand away.

Bakugo: Somei?! A stuck up elitist then?

His smile shifted, a menacing shadow flowing over his face.

Bakugo: I should blow you to bits.

Taken aback by this, Iida recoiled a step from the other boy.

Iida: Blow me to bits!? You're awful! Do you really wish to become a hero?

Mikoto: (That was a good question...)

Mikoto decided not to stick around anymore and leaves so he won't be late for class...

He silently wishes that Izuku will be fine and he can take care for himself for now on...

Mikoto: He'll be fine...I hope...

-Meanwhile-

???: Why did you call me here...Nedzu.

Principal Nedzu made a smile that wasn't anything pleasant.

Behind that smile was something sinister.

Nedzu: Have you heard of Class 1-C?

The shadowy figure didn't say anything but nodded.

???: Well Yes. I heard of it. It used to be a regular class until you decided to make some changes. But the question is...why? What are you trying to gain from all this?

Nedzu: How rude! It's almost like you suspect me. Do you really believe I have any intention of doing any harm?

???:(...Aizawa was right about you. You are up to something...)

Nedzu was intelligent and cunning at the exact same time. He understood the importance of thinking before acting. Even though Erasherhead probably wouldn't even mind the mental games the principal played, looking at everyone as a challenge. But Erasherhead always told him to keep a mental note and not get on the principal's bad side...

...Or you will be sorry.

Nedzu: Now without further ado. If you're wondering why I called you here. It's about that class.

???: What is it?

Nedzu: While Class 1-C wasn't originally going to be part of the heroics department. But after an certain 'incident' that happened last year...We decided to change that. It's prospect for the students...to give them a brighter future~~~!

???:......

Nedzu: While one of the pro-heroes here will become a teacher for that class. I have you for a special occasion...

For some reason, the shadowy figure did not like the sound of that. But there's no turning back now. Once Nedzu decides on something, there's no stopping him. Espically when he becomes very cocky and manipulative.

What are his motives for making Class 1-C become part of the heroics department?

He looked at the rare animal principal with interest.

???: I'm all ears...What is it that you have in mind, Mr. Principal?