"GUYS I'M SORRY FOR ALL THE TROUBLE I CAUSED!" Midoryia yelled the day he was released back to classes. He and Bakugou got into a huge fight and ending up being put on house arrest, so this wasn't too surprising.

"No sweat Deku!" Uraraka said, "Thanks for your hard work!" I was laughing in the back corner with Tokoyami.

"It's good to have a missing piece of our class back," I said while I sat on his desk, "I think all of us missed that spirit he has."

"Indeed, though I do wish he'd keep it down," Tokoyami confessed, "Does he have to be so loud?" I laughed again.

"It's nice, I think..." I slipped my hand across his desk and snagged his black notebook, "Just like these!"

"NO!" Tokoyami growled, Dark Shadow soaring past and taking it in his mouth.

"Oh c'mon!" I whined, "Your poems are so good!"

"Keep your voice down!" He flushed and I couldn't help but laugh again.

"Time to take your seats, everyone," Mr. Aizawa said as he walked in. He seemed a bit darker than normal. He really did need more sleep. I hopped off the desk and shuffled to my seat up near the front as everyone else found theirs. "Morning, now that Midoryia is back we'll go into more detail about what the work studies entail. Go ahead and come in." The door slid open and in walked three students, one of whom I'd seen before. "I'll let people who've experienced them first hand explain." My eyes were stuck on the three who walked into the classroom.

The one in the back was hunched over with his purple hair, he looked so anxious and trembling... as if he was afraid of something as well. In front of him was a girl with a bubbly smile, her bright blue hair was big and bouncy. Then in front of them, was a boy who looked like All Might. His hair blonde and messy, his smile bright and true, just like it was the day he fell into the wall and came back out as just a head.

Mirio, a third year in the Hero Course.

"Of all the talented students here, they're the ones at the top," Iida said.

"They're on a different level," Momo said, "Still students but practically Pro Heroes."

"If they're as good as I hear, then they're the students we should be chasing after," Jiro continued.

"They don't look all that special to me," Denki concluded, "Except the girl, she's pretty hot." He was right, about them not looking special. They looked like everyday students to the lot of us, yet... I knew one of them was stronger than anyone thought.

"Get to it," Mr. Aizawa said, "Introduce yourselves briefly. Let's start with Amajiki." Suddenly, the boy with the purple hair lifted his head, his gaze intense and threatening as if there was a bent-up rage inside of him.

"It's no good," He muttered, his body shaking, "You two go, I just can't... Even if I try to imagine them as potatoes, I can see their human bodies... I know they're still people. No words are coming out, my mind's blank and my mouth is dry. I can't say anything... I wanna..." He turned his back towards us and hung his head on the wall. "Go home."

"Come on, Amajiki," The girl with the long blue hair giggled, "You need to have the heart of a lion, not a kitten. You know even though you're human, you get what I mean?" She then turned back towards us. "This is our kitten, Tamaki Amajiki! And hi, my name is Nejiro Hado! I'm supposed to talk about work studies. You first years have a really exciting time ahead of you. Hey, wait, hold on."

"Why are you wearing a mask is it because you're feeling sick or just trying to look cool?" She asked Shoji, "OH WOW! And you must be Todoroki am I right?!" She jumped up. "YEAH! How'd you get that big burn on your face?"

"That's none of your-" Todoroki began.

"And Ashido, if your horns break off, you think you'll grow new ones?" She asked next, "Oh and can you wiggle them? OH! NANA! I remember you, your Dragon tattoo is like an element and summoning thing, right?"

"Uhhhh-"

"OH! I wanna know so much about every one of you! Let's have a Q&A!" She cheered.

"She's a total airhead," Denki said, "Even cuter!"

"All those questions make her sound so young," Mina confirmed.

"Did she figure out my Quirk before me?" I whispered to myself.

"Hey, Ojiro, can you support your whole body with that tail?" She asked again, behind her Mr. Aizawa was giving an evil stare to Mirio, telling him how irrational Nejire was being... and also a bit uncomfortable.

"Oh, there's no need for you to worry Eraser Head!" Mirio promised, "I'm up next and I'll get the audience refocused! Now, the future's gonna be!?" He held his hand to his ear as he stepped in front of Nejire, staring at all of us. Not one word sounded in the room. "Awful! That's your part guys! Oh crap! My call and response was a total fail!" He laughed. "You guys look like you have no idea what's going on. I guess we are third years that came into your class to explain a program that's completely voluntary."

"What's that mean?" I leaned over and asked Iida.

"It means it's not required, you don't have to do it if you don't want to," He told me and I nodded.

"You guys got your Provisional Licenses as first years right?" He asked and I snapped forward, "Huh? This patch of new students has proven to be pretty darn energetic. So the problem is, you must not have a sense of humor, that's why my joke didn't land."

"Don't do it," Tamaki said and glanced off the wall.

"Heads up!" Mirio yelled, "The rad new plan is all you first years fight me at once!"

"You wanna fight us?" Kirishima asked, shocked.

"What like, now?" Sero asked.

"If you want them to experience our experience, this is a pretty rational way of doing it then," Mirio told Mr. Aizawa, "Right Eraser Head, rational?"

"Do whatever you want," Mr. Aizawa said, and with that, we were off to Gym Gamma. Though I didn't get it... one on nineteen didn't seem fair at all. What was the point of any of this? To fighting us like this?

"If you want them to experience our experience." That's what Mirio told Mr. Aizawa... and it would be a chance for me to try out my Quirk a bit more... find a way to control it.

"Alright then!" I said and ran onto the battlefield, "Let's do this!"