Nezu is not a bad teacher or anything, but DAMN. HE CAN RAMBLE! They invented summaries for a reason, rat! I'm surprised he can deal with me for three classes. Actually, I think Nezu is the first person to have aggravated me in that way, so good job rat! You made the impossible possible! Anyway, I'm finally free, and I go to my final new class: Support. I'm excited because support is basically what I do. I enter the room, and it's a technology wonderland. I have nothing compared to this room.

"Oh, you must be Izuku, correct?" I turn to my right to find Power-Loader approaching me. Power-Loader has a unique costume. He has a massive helmet with gloves to compliment is quirk. He stands out well. Thank God he has a shirt on. I nod. "I have to give you a safety test first. It's to make sure you won't get injured or explode the whole lab like a certain someone here," Power-Loader states, increasing his voice at the last part to make sure he is heard. Exploding the entire lab? That sounds like my type of person!

"Hold up, who is the person who explodes the lab?" I ask with a broad smile on my face. Before the man can respond, a girl with bright pink hair dashes over to me.

"I am! Hi! I'm Hatsume Mei! Are you the new student?" She is a bit out there, but she matches my personality well.

"Yes, Izuku! Anyway, let me take this safety test first before we explode the building."

"Yeah! This is my kind of partner here!"

"NOOO?!"

---

Turns out, I'm really good at knowing the safety rules. I'm shit at following them.

Right now, it's free time to do whatever we want, and I quickly realize that Hatsume is the perfect help for me. I show her my idea about the mobility gear, and we set to work on that when she brings up another detail.

"Hey, Izuku, how about we add something to your shoes so that in case you fall, you won't get hurt?"

"That would be immensely helpful. I actually want to add something else to my shoes. Is there any way to include something to help me jump higher? Maybe springs?"

"Oh, yes, that is perfect! I have the perfect thing for you to add to your suit, also for style and work!" I see Hatsume run over, going to a closet before pulling out a black leather jacket with a white-furred hood on the inside.

"Damn, stylish girl! I'm going to assume this is a basic. We can sew in hidden pockets on the inside, correct? Maybe a couple of holders for throwing knives as well?"

"Yep! Except I think we should dye the fur green for style to match your bow tie."

"Alright! Let's do this!" Hatsume and I get to work. I never worked with someone as efficiently as I'm with this girl. It's weird but cool. By the time lunch comes around, Power-Loader has to kick us out. Thankfully, there are only a couple more things that need to be done before my costume is temporarily complete.

I head to the cafeteria to find Uraraka and Iida after I grab my food and sit down with them.

"What up, bitches?!" I say with a grin on my face. Iida, obviously, does not approve.

"Where have you been and what did you do to get yourself removed from class so long?!" Iida exclaims. I leaned over to dramatize the whole thing.

"Simple; pass all the pop quizzes with perfect scores, and you get out of all the classes, placed in a support class, and become the rat's personal student!" Both of them look at me, surprised.

Uraraka smiles, " I can't believe it! Seriously?"

"Oh, if only you knew the troubles! He's smart, and I can't outsmart the bear."

"You must be brilliant then Izuku...not that you are good at showing it." Iida states.

"I know. I act stupid on purpose because they are less likely to kidnap a stupid person over a smart person to come up with their plans as they are too damn lazy to come up with." Iida sighs at my cursing. It seems like he is getting the point; I'm not going to stop cursing. As we're eating with me over-dramatizing everything, the alarms go off. Iida informs us what is going on.

"That is a level 3. That means someone broke into UA!" I can see this sea of children panicking as they run, trying to get out to evacuate. There is no way in hell I am sacrificing myself. I walked over to the window calmly to see that it's just the damn reporters trying to get their asses in.

"Guys, it's just reporters. And people say I cause problems. This is just madness." I respond with a blunt voice for once.

"We have to tell the students!" Uraraka says.

"Eh, I rather watch this pity party, but I can do this." I walk over on to a table, jumping on top and slamming my feet down, making as much noise as possible while screaming, "HEY! CALM THE FUCK DOWN AND LOOK OVER HERE YOU DUMB FUCKS!" Thankfully, my voice is loud, and the students face me quickly. My throat is sore, but I guess I have to inform them more, " IT'S JUST THE DAMN REPORTERS! YOU ARE AT THE TOP SCHOOL IN JAPAN, AND THIS IS WHAT YOU DO? PATHETIC! EVERYONE CALMLY WALK TO CLASS WITHOUT KILLING ANYBODY!" I yell to the students, coughing after the whole sentence. They can feel my wrath. The students start going to class calmly as I get down from the table. Ignoring anything Uraraka and Iida have to say, I walk to a janitor's closet, grab a washrag, and walk back to the table I stood on and clean up. The two give me weird looks. "What? I'm not going to let the table stay dirty." Too bad my voice sounds like death itself.

"I...I am actually surprised you were willing to do that." Iida responds.

"I curse, and I'm a cleaning addict as well. Let's just go." The three of us head to class, and I'm for once quiet because my voice is killing me.

---

When we arrive, we are the last ones there and to go to our seats. Well, Iida and Uraraka head to their places. I, on the other hand, am going to do something that Shouta can't stop me from doing because he is not here. I go to the front of the class, facing them, and I see scared looks on their faces.

"God damn, just because I have a voice doesn't mean you have to act like I kicked a kitten. Don't do that by the way, or else I will go after you. I'm here to announce something else before Aizawa can tell me hell no. I'm withdrawing from class vice representative because I'm unwilling to deal with your asses. I'm replacing myself with Iida. Iida is more capable of this position than I will ever be because I would cause too much trouble anyway. Iida, don't make me fucking regret it. I'm just glad Momo is class representative, or we would all be squashed by the rule book." This causes a couple of chuckles as I head to my seat.

"Thank you very much, Izuku! You will not regret it!" Iida says, saluting to me. We wait for Shouta to come in to continue class.

---

"Izuku, let's go. We're heading to Nezu's office." Shouta tells me. It's the end of the school day, and I was forced to stay after school because of Shouta. Now I am going to the principal's office? This is hell!

"I've done nothing wrong!"

"It's to deal with the custody stuff, Izuku..." Oh... Hold up.

"Why is Nezu involved?"

"To make our lives easier."

"Alright, then." We arrive at the office and sit down across from Nezu.

Nezu says, " So you are here to gain partial guardianship of Izuku?"

"Yes, sir. Without the whole conversation, can we get this over with?" Shouta states bluntly. Damn, harsh.

"Of course!"

---

It was reasonably straightforward. Apparently, Mom had already signed everything earlier, so it just took a few signatures from Shouta's part.

Interesting Fact: I return to Mom after the Sport's Festival. That's going to be a fun-filled week!

I'm officially Shouta's brat for some reason! We can officially do an episode of Strict Parents!

Seriously though, it takes me a moment to get used to the news if I may be honest. That's a plot for you! Shows what kind of shit can happen to you.

We step out of the room quietly as nobody wants to hear a lecture from Nezu about anything really.

"Are you okay?" I can hear the worried tone in Shouta's voice. I snap out of the drab quickly, looking up with a smile to make him forget.

"Fine as dandy! I assume you have papers to grade?" I feel a smack upside my head, " OW! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?!"

"Settle down, problem child, it wasn't even that hard. You don't hide your emotions like that. I will not question you now, but I will want answers later."

"Let's hope that the part of the script to reminds that is burnt. I was just thinking is all, you dramatic man."

"What?"

"Nothing." Flex seal. You're needed

"Just head to the teacher's lounge and say out of trouble." Oh, Shouta, you're so ignorant.

---

"Okay, so how do I keep a girl or guy interested in me after I tell them I'm quirkless without locking them in a sex dungeon?" I ask.

"Just let them go. You will find the right one eventually!" Nemuri replies.

I managed to find some company in Nemuri, somebody I have yet to have some alone time with, so here we are! I have been asking for dating advice, and so far, I hate it! It takes too fucking long!

"Come on! That is going to take forever!"

"You could become a hoe!"

"Um, that is impossible when the greeting is, "Hi, what is your quirk?"! Besides, people consider me too cute to bang!"

"Make-over?" Now that might be worth considering.

"What kind?"

"Right now, you have a babyface. You need to work with that to make yourself look hot. Right now, that green mess is not doing it for you." I will admit that it's long. It needs to be cut.

"True."

"What are you two talking about?" I hear Shouta as he enters the room with Hizashi behind him.

"Oh! We were talking about me becoming a hoe!" I say with a huge smile. Hizashi and Nemuri break down laughing, and I hear a couple of other teachers joining in or watching.

"Not in my house."

"It won't be! It will be on the beach!"

"Izuku, you aren't going to be having any one-night stands. I'm not saying that because I will stop you. I'm saying that because you are being dramatic." Ignored.

"If it makes you feel any better, I can date only guys, so I don't get a girl preggers."

"Shut up with the lies, kid. Even if you were going to try, nobody would take you. If someone did, I would stop you."

"Damn it. That hurts." It takes a moment for Hizashi and Nemuri to recover.

Hizashi says, " Dadzawa?" I burst out laughing. Shouta growls.

"Don't give him any ideas-" I cut him off.

"Dadzawa!"

"Dang it, you two."