The next day, Ayano found herself pushing through a crowd just to get through the front gates to the school.

'Honestly, I don't want to have to deal with this this morning...' She thought.

Suddenly she was stopped by one of the people, and a microphone was shoved into her face, along with one or two cameras.

"Tell me, what is it like knowing All Might personally?" The person asked, and Ayano realized she was a reporter.

Ayano didn't want to deal with them, much less answer the question, so she just took off her glove and placed her hand on the microphone, freezing it in a block of ice. She made sure to remove her hand once the ice got close to the reporters hand and slipped her glove back on. "There's my answer." She said simply, turning around and walking into the school, passing Aizawa on her way in.

Just as she was about to enter the school, she heard a buzz, and looked back, seeing Aizawa walking up to the school and a large metal gate closing behind him, blocking off the school's entrance.

"Um, excuse me, Mr. Aizawa, what's with the barrier?" Ayano asked, pointing towards the now blocked off entrance.

"It's part of the school's defenses." He explained tiredly, "it's designed to stop anyone who doesn't have a verified ID from the school."

"That makes sense." She glanced at the barrier, then turned to head inside. "I'll see you in class, then." She headed inside and walked to her classroom.

Ayano managed to get into her seat once the bell rung, and Aizawa walked up to the front podium.

"Descent work on yesterday's combat training, you guys." He started. "I saw the video feeds and went over your team's results, Bakugo, you're talented, so don't sulk like a child about your loss okay?"

"Yeah, whatever." Bakugo grunted.

"And Midoriya." Aizawa continued, "I see the only way you won the match was by messing up your arm again. Work harder, and don't give me the excuse that you don't have control over your quirk. That line is already getting old. You can't keep breaking your body while trying here. But your quirk will be really useful if you can get a handle on it. So show a little urgency, huh?"

"Right!" Izuku exclaimed, determination filling his voice.

"Let's get down to buisness, our first task, will decide your future."

For a moment, it seemed like the whole class had frozen, and like nobody even dared to breath. It was obvious that there was one question on their minds.

Is there going to be another quirk test?

"You all need to pick a class representative."

There was a sigh of relief that made it's way around the classroom as everyone heard that it was just normal school stuff.

Suddenly, people were raising their hands left and right, all volunteering for the job. Ayano could care less if she got the job, she mostly didn't want to have the responsibility of being class rep. Even if being a class rep would get her noticed by heros, she could do that on her own.

"Silence, everyone, please!" Iida shouted, getting the classes attention.

Now there's a man who could totally be a class rep. Ayano thought to herself.

"The class representative's duty is to lead others. That's not something just anyone could do. You must first have to trust of every student in the classroom, therefore the most logical way to fill this position is democratically. We will hold an election to choose out leader."

Ayano then noticed that he was putting his hand so high in the air that it was trembling.

It's pretty obvious you want to be class rep, Iida. Ayano thought as the class voiced the exact thing she was thinking.

"Is this really the best idea?" Kaminari asked.

"We've only known each other a few days, how do we know who we can trust?" Asui asked.

"Besides, everyone will just vote for themselves." Kirishima pointed out.

"Most people will." Iida agreed, "But that means whoever does receive multiple votes must truly be the most suitable person for the job." He looked over at Aizawa, who was already zipping up his yellow sleeping bag. "Right sir?" He asked.

"Do what you want, just decide before my naps over." He replied, falling on the ground and falling asleep.

"Thank you for your trust." Iida exlcaimed.

After voting, Ayano looked up at the names on the board, it seemed that Izuku had the most, with Momo having the second most.

"How did I get three votes?" Izuku exlcaimed, seeming to be completely shocked.

"Okay you idiots! Who voted for him?" Bakugo asked, jumping up from his desk.

"What did you honestly think anyone was going to vote for you?" Sero asked.

"I'm sensing some breaking ego, Bakaho~" Ayano taunted, causing some of the students in the class to laugh.

"What did you just call me?" Bakugo exclaimed angrily, setting off some explosions in his hand.

"See, you'd only deny it if it weren't true."

After some yelling, well, mostly Bakugo yelling at Ayano, the two reps stood at the front of the class. Izuku and Momo, Aizawa had woken from his nap a minute ago, so now he was sitting up, still in his sleeping bag.

"Alright the class rep is Midoriya. Our deputy is Yaoyorzu." He stated.

Ayano looked at Izuku, who seemed terrified to be standing up at the front.

"Really? It's not a mistake?" He asked.

Momo sighed, "How'd this happen?" She asked.

"This might not be so bad." Asui stated.

"Yeah, I could get behind Midoriya, I guess." Kirishima agreed.

Ayano tuned out the other students, and looked out the window, watching as the reporters were still trying to get into the school, swarming the still closed barrier.

After the morning classes, Ayano was sitting at a lunch table with some of the other students.

"Guys, I'm kind of worried about the class rep thing." Izuku said, looking down at his food. "I don't think I'm qualified."

"Sure you are." Uraraka stated.

"You'll be great." Iida encouraged. "Your courage and quick thinking under stress will help make you a worthy leader. Not to mention the strength you demonstrated. Those are the reasons I voted for you at least."

"You were one of the three?" Izuku asked.

"Didn't you want to be rep really badly?" Uraraka asked. "I mean, you do look the part with the glasses."

"That's not how it works." Ayano said.

"Wanting a job and being suited are quite different things. Observing the Iida families hero agency has taught me that much."

"Agency?" Izuku and Uraraka asked, Ayano just took a bite of her food.

"Hold on, what does your family do?" Izuku asked.

"Uh, oh, it's nothing." Iida said, seeming to realize that he said too much.

"You know, I've been wondering something about you." Uraraka stated. "Admit it Iida, you're filthy rich!"

Iida seemed taken aback, though recompiled himself soon after. "I was afraid people would treat me differently if they knew about my family." He said to himself. Then he sighed, "You see, the Iida's have been pro heroes for generations, it runs in out blood."

"What? That's awesome!" Izuku and Uraraka exclaimed.

"Are the two of you familiar with the Turbo hero, Ingenium?"

"I know all about him!" Izuku exclaimed. "He's a super popular pro with 65 sidekicks working alongside him at his Tokyo agency! Don't tell me..."

"He's my elder brother!" Iida exclaimed proudly.

"Your family's famous!" Uraraka exclaimed.

"I can't believe it!" Izuku shouted.

"Ingenium is an unmatched commander who always honors the hero code. As the second oldest Iida son, I strive to be just like him. However, I think it might be soon for me to be in a real leadership role. You for example, you figured out what the judges were looking for in the practical exam. A rep needs that sort of insight."

Izuku and Uraraka were staring at him with wide awestruck eyes.

"That's the first time I've seen you smile, Tenya. You should do it more." Uraraka stated.

"What are you talking about? I smile all the time." Iida argued.

"No you don't." Ayano stated, putting her empty bowl down and getting the attention of the others.

"Hey Ayano, you've been pretty quiet." Izuku stated, "Aren't you surprised about Iida's family?"

Ayano looked at him, "Not really, I mean, I kind of put two and two together, so I already guessed he was part of that family. And I'm not surprised at the hero thing if I'm to be honest."

"Really, why not?" Uraraka asked.

"This is UA, there are bound to be kids related to Pros, look at Todoroki, and well, my parents are also pros, so, to me, it's not that unusual."

"What?" Uraraka asked, awe in her voice. "Who are they?"

"You know The Ice Royals?" She asked.

"Of course! The two ice heroes that fell in love!" His eyes widened and he seemed to be sparkling. "The Ice King having the ability to freeze anything he touches, while the Ice Queen can freeze the water molecules in the air and create anything she wants out of ice by freezing the water molecules in the air!" He looked at Ayano, "You mean to tell me you're their daughter?!"

Ayano smiled, "Yuppers."

"Why haven't you told us?" Uraraka asked.

"It never came up really." She said. "Besides I've only known you guys for three days."

"I guess your right-" Uraraka started.

The conversation was cut short by the sudden sound of an alarm.

"What now?" Ayano asked, slightly annoyed at the loud sound,