I quietly made my way to my new classroom, keeping my head down and my gaze on the floor. Nobody seemed to care that I was unusual. Nobody seemed to even notice me. I had to take a glance down to make sure I was still there; that I hadn't turned invisible...

When I finally found my classroom, I gazed up at it for a moment, questioning why it was necessary to make it so stupid big. Eventually, I slid open the door to reveal the place where I would be spending most of my school time; classroom 1-A. As I looked around, I noticed that most of the students have already arrived and had begun to talk amongst themselves. Quietly, a sigh I escaped my lips as I shuffled my way to my assigned seat. I didn't bother to talk to anyone yet or try to make friends, I just needed some time and space to adjust. While everyone was chatting amongst themselves, I glanced down at my hand and stared at the old and worn out bandages around my wrist. With my other hand, I trace the bandage line with my index finger. "I might have to change the bandaging tomorrow..." I muttered to myself as I felt how worn out the original bandages were.

While I was in my own little world, the door open once again, this time aggressively. A young man with ash blond, spiky hair steps through the doorway, taking no time at all to glance around the room. As expected, The other students began to whisper to each other, commenting about the aggressive boy and how supposedly scary he was. As he continued walking into the classroom, his voice interrupted everyone. "HEY ASSHOLES!"

Loud...

Irritating...

Annoying...

Everyone instantly froze, a mixture of terrified and Confused cover their faces as they stared at the ash blonde boy. After staring at him like he was a celebrity, they went back to doing what they were originally doing. Instead of doing what everyone else did, I just ignored the whole ordeal. He was obviously doing this for attention and staring at him would just give him what he wanted. After he finished his little act, he wandered over to his assigned seat which was directly next to mine. He sat down at his desk, leaning back as he placed his legs on his desk. After getting into his smug little pose, he continues to yell and trash-talk people around him like he owned the damn place.

His constant yelling and profanity sounded like nails on a chalkboard. The more he screamed and swear, the more annoying he got. Every time he opened his mouth I got angrier. Anger boiled deep in my system, as hot as lava. A burning animosity was developing in my orbs as I glared at the annoying boy. "He'll eventually stop if I ignore him...," I said in my head as I turned my gaze away from him and try the calm myself down. Even though I tried to ignore his unacceptable Behavior, I couldn't stand the way he Screech like a dying animal. Sharply, I turned my head towards the ash blonde boy, inhaled some air and spat out, "Stop making such dumbass comments, and keep your smelly breath in your dirty mouth."

Quickly, he turned his head towards me and the expression on his face was priceless. Burning rage hissed through his body like deathly poison, screeching a demanded release in the form of violence. "who the hell do you think you are you fucking twat-faced twat! " He growled as he stared at me with his crimson red, Rage filled eyes. My eyes narrowed as the man continued yelling at me. He was tall and handsome but, a pretty face wasn't going to get him out of this. "Do you think you're some sort of fucking hilarious comedian!" he screeched again as everyone in the room looked at us. I let out a grunt and said in a monotone voice, "I think many things about myself. I assure you that is not one of them."

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After saying that, I glanced towards the window and regretted forever starting a stupid argument with the Hedgehog sitting next to me. In my peripheral vision, I saw the boy move back his fist and charging for a punch. When he did that, I had the most wonderful idea. As his fist collided with the back of my head, I popped my head off of my body and it landed on the desk like I was decapitated. After step one was finished, I made it look like I had actually died. This wasn't the first time I've played dead; when I was younger I used to do this trick all the time in random places just to scare the people around me.

As I hope, everyone began to panic including the annoying Hedgehog who punched me in the back of the head. Everyone in the room thought I was dead. As blood gushed out of the stem of my neck, Everyone in the room started frantically running around looking for a supervisor or something along those lines. In all of the panic, The blond boy turned his head around and I knew this would be the perfect time to surprise him.

My decapitated body stood up quickly, grabbing him by the arm and threading my body under it to come out behind him. I took his other arm in an instant and then placed my foot on his back. Everyone stood there for a brief minute, In absolute shock over what had just in ensued. When he finally got his senses back, he began to struggle in my grip, yanking himself forward in an attempt to free himself. He was very strong and powerful, it took almost all of my energy to keep the angry hedgehog at bay.

Everyone in the room just stared at me with their mouths agape. Some of them were confused about how I was still alive and the rest of them are just shocked about what just happened. When I release the ash blonde boy, he completely collapsed forward onto the floor. Quickly, I turned back to my desk and reattached my head onto my body, tightening the old bandages around it. When I was finally in one piece again, I stared at my desk and noticed there was a small pool of my Crimson blood. "...Fantastic.." I mutter to myself as I removed a handkerchief for my pocket to clean up my mess.

"You zombie bitch...! " He growled to himself as he slowly came to his feet. Not wasting any time, he slammed his fist onto his desk. He huffed angrily still squeezing his fist. My eyes widened as I peered around, noticing that everyone in the classroom was staring at the event. I turned my attention back towards the angry blond behind me. Various Sparks danced across his palm as his gaze landed on me.

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You've got to be kidding me...

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Before our fight could continue, a male monotone voice interrupted everyone, "Alright, that's enough." I look towards the direction of the voice, noticing Mr. Aizawa, huddled on the ground in a sleeping bag. "What... on earth?" I mumbled to myself, squinting your eyes just in case they had been playing tricks on you.

"Katsuki Bakugou there's no reason to destroy the whole classroom. (Y/N) Kuzuryuu can you calm down as well." He spoke in a loud unenthusiastic voice. I simply nodded and wandered back to my seat. The rest of the class followed after exchanging a few more whispers among themselves. "I don't get paid enough for this..." Aizawa mumbled to himself.

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Class proceeded pretty normally after that. "Today we be holding a quirk apprehension test. Please change into these PE uniforms and meet me outside." Aizawa mumbled towards the class. "It's our first day in U.A. and We have to take another test? Sounds great...!" I mumbled in an unenthusiastic voice. With that, he hopped into his sleeping bag and proceeded to roll down the hallway. I simply watch the man quietly before releasing a small chuckle. After he rolled out of the classroom, everyone excused themselves from their seats and headed outside for the quirk apprehension test.