I heard my alarm go off but I refused to move.

It was literally my least favourite sound. I squeezed my eyes shut and wrapped my pillow around my head and screamed. Maybe, I thought, that if I ignored it, it would go away and I can go back to sleep as if nothing happened.

...nope.

Apparently, that's not how it worked.

I threw my pillow at it and it worked! Oh thank GOD it worked. I mean, no would care about one broken alarm, right? It was a mistake anyway. The existence of an alarm clock is just stupid! I muttered under my breath and somehow snuggled deeper into my blankets, trying to find that one little sweet spot.

Ah, found it.

I sighed in happiness and closed my eyes to sleep. I felt it! I could actually sleep! Oh yes, breaking that alarm clock was the best idea I've ever had. I'm finally going to-

Every morning I wake up to the same sweet sound! Picking up my cell phone-

Goddamn it. I set an alarm on my phone, didn't I.

I know myself too well, it was not cool.

Why did I set my alarm so Goddamn early? It's 7am I usually don't wake up until around 9am because I don't go to school and I'm home schooled.

I groggily sat up and blinked a few times, still very confused and delirious. My head bobbed up and down a few times as sleep was still trying to take over my body.

I glanced at the half-broken alarm clock on my floor that was still making some very weird sounds. So I did the most logical thing you could possibly do in this situation.

Get out of bed and beat the crap out of it.

Never again will that punk wake me up. I actually had a decent sleep for once and that ruined it. You don't even know how hard it was to sleep tonight especially when today is the day I...

... go to school. Oh. That's why I have a double alarm.

Oh. It made sense.

NoooOOOOOoooooooo!

I can't go to school! I'm too socially awkward and I really don't know how to talk to people! You may think I'm exaggerating, but I'm really not. I've only ever actually spoke to a few people in all my existence, which does NOT include people around my age.

Well... I don't remember seven years of my life so, eh. Who knows? Not me.

I glanced to my desk and saw that I had left the desk lamp open and cursed. I saw that I had one of my notebooks open and that black stars were scribbled all over it. I scratched my head, I didn't remember doing it.

It was a weird habit I had. I'd just doodle black little stars where ever I can when I get nervous. No idea why but who cares? Not me.

In all seriousness, I was actually really excited in a weird way.

I'd never been to school ever since I moved into this house when I was around seven or eight. Teachers would rotate in and out when teaching me. Some would quit, some stayed all throughout. Some heroes would even come and teach me things I couldn't teach myself, which was cool I guess.

I flung my legs off the other side of my bed and properly stretched, trying to get rid of all the fatigue so I could properly get ready.

My uniform was hanging outside of the closet and I just glared at it, as a noticed a small note attached to it.

"Sorry! I wish I could have seen you in your cute uniform before you left to school but I was forced to leave really early this morning, WHICH IS SO SAD!!! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU I FEEL LIKE IT WAS ONLY YESTERDAY WHEN YOU USED TO CRAWL INTO MY BED AT NIGHT BECAUSE YOU WERE SCARED- I gtg Izaya is mad xxxxxxx"

Disgusting.

I scrunched up the paper and threw it over my shoulder.

Anyway, I grabbed the uniform and reluctantly slipped into the bathroom to get ready.

After showering and brushing my dark blue hair, I looked into the mirror and recoiled a bit in disgust. Dark circles surrounded my dull violet eyes and there seemed to be a permanent crease in my eyebrows. See, this is why I need sleep why did I decide to go to school?!

I slipped on my uniform, which was surprisingly more comfortable than it looked and looked into the mirror and traced a faint scar I had across my neck. I have no idea where I got it from as well as more scars all over my body, oh well. I could just cover it up with my red scarf.

I tied my hair up and made sure I had all my necessities for school.

I grabbed my scarf and wrapped it around my neck, making sure it covered the scar. I would hate to get asked about it because I literally can't answer. I don't know anything about it.

Phone? Check.

Gum? Check.

Headphones? Not check. NOT CHECK, I REPEAT NOT CHECK THIS IS A CODE ZED DASH NINER NINER, THE WORLD IS- never mind, it was on my desk.

The world turned upside down. This is not very good for my heart and the emo inside me denied I had a heart, ugh, moving on.

As I left the empty house and made sure I locked the door behind me, I started to panic again. Maybe I really couldn't do this, yeah I might as well stay at home. Shaking, I turned back to the door but then stopped myself.

Wasn't I the one who wanted to go to UA? Come on, you can do this.

I took a deep breath and shoved my headphones in my ears. I played my music as loud as I could, but then got worried that people would hear Miraculous playing so I turned it down.

I started walking.

Don't worry. You can do this this time. It won't be like before.

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I stopped in front of the huge school and almost shat myself.

It was so big.

There were so many people.

I slowly took my headphones out of my ears and shoved them into my pocket.

I couldn't move my legs. It was a mixture of awe and fear. Looking around, I saw I wasn't the only one who almost had a heart attack. It felt nice to know that I'm not that weird so I relaxed a bit.

I scrunched my nose a bit in embarrassment and sighed. So many people had the: "Oh my God, All Might came to this school I could literally die happy now! He breathed this same air!" look on their faces.

Sooner or later, they all began to walk towards the school and one of them caught my attention.

I didn't understand how he was still able to stand up with how his legs were wobbling. He was clutching a strangely burnt notebook to his chest, like it was his child. Even though he looked like he really wanted to leave, he had this sort of sparkle in his eye.

He began to walk toward the school and I watched him slowly disappear into the crowd. I looked one more breath and walked in after him.

Then I stopped again because I just... I don't know.

I clutched the strap of my bag and just needed to calm my mind. But then, another student caught my eye. Not because he was a fanboy, simply because he was very eye-catching.

The right side of his hair was a pale white while the other was a vibrant red. He had a stormy grey eye to match his right side and his right eye was a beautiful turquoise. He also had what seemed to be a very old scar over his blue eye.

He caught me staring at him and we briefly made eye contact before I swiftly looked away. On the outside, there was no emotion but on the inside I was freaking the freak out.

He was good-looking but now he thinks I'm weird! I really hope he wasn't in my class. Speaking of class, I should head up. I should really do this.

Come on, Ryuu, it's been too many years, you can do this.

As I walked, I saw that the fanboy was staring up at the building in awe. Oh goodness, he was tearing up. I flinched a when he slapped himself than walk it. Freckles the Fanboy was a nervous wreck, just like me.

I walked a bit faster when I realised there were more people stomping this way and I would not like to die today.

The hallways were wide, the ceilings unnecessarily tall and the doors were huge.

That made me feel even smaller.

Adding to my already messy state, I think I was lost. I can't function when I'm nervous, okay? The only reason I was able to find the school this morning is because I was following someone in the same uniform.

I walked and walked and walked.

I almost walked past my classroom. Thankfully there was "1-A" written in huge writing. I almost cried from relief. Slowly, I opened the door to see if anyone was inside. No one was. I really don't wanna talk to anyone. They'll probably think I'm bratty and just horrible.

It was so... normal. I didn't what I was expecting, but it just looked like a bigger classroom. Maybe I was expecting more because it was UA, but eh. There was a blackboard for the teacher, as well as rows and rows of desks and chairs for the students.

A neon yellow sleeping bag caught my eye. Ah, so Aizawa was my homeroom teacher. That made feel so much better, if it was All Might I probably would have jumped out the window.

I smiled for the first time today. He looked like an out of place burrito.

My smile fell as I heard people headed this way. I dashed for the seat in the back corner and fumbled, trying to get my headphones out of my pocket. When I did, I jammed them into my ear and began to play music. That's what people do when they don't want to talk to anyone else, right?

That's what I do, anyway.

Even though I seemed to be a nervous wreck, I was actually really excited.

I really hope nothing goes wrong.

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No Miraculous or Hamilton references were made in this chapter IDK what you're talking about.

Defender of Justice, The Kind of References, Meme Queen Supreme.

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