Guys! I finally was able to watch the subbed version of Boku no Hero Academia! *fangirls uncontrollably* In honor of the anime finally coming out, I'm publishing this chapter!

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I mentally cursed at Aizawa-sensei in my head, tempted to get my katanas and slash him once or twice. But I calmed down. I would not act so angry over something so minuscule. I got away from the spot I was in previously, with the my fellow students looking at me like I was prey. I merely glanced over them before starting to walk back to class. I don't need to be surrounded with judgmental glares or anything like that. I heard some shouts behind me, something about me not belonging here.

I personally couldn't care less. I was here to fulfill a promise, but in all reality, what's the use if that person doesn't even remember? I sighed in dejection as I continued walking to class. Maybe I should just switch to the general class...? Nah. I'm not only doing this because of a promise. I'm doing this because it's my goal; my aspiration. I think I'll just have to disregard whatever remarks are thrown at me.

I went to the bathroom to change back into my uniform. And before you say "Oh, but you didn't bring your clothes with you!" Well, guess what? I hid them in the stall so that I could just come back here and change. I didn't feel like changing with all those stares. I walked out the bathroom with the change of clothes in my hand, making my way to my classroom.

When I arrived at the classroom, I could hear the chattering of my classmates down the hallway. They were growing louder as minutes passed by, and I knew one thing. They really didn't want me here. Maybe one or two of them might be okay with me, but the rest wouldn't be. I sighed as Aizawa-sensei popped out of the classroom door, motioning for me to come in. I nodded and walked in. I made a beeline for the window seat in the back.

It was the only seat in the last row, and it was by a window which made it perfect for me. I sat down in my seat, tucking my skirt under me so that no one would see my underwear. Aizawa-sensei looked at me with an almost annoyed look.

"You know they would have found out eventually. It's better now than later." he told me, looking back at the door.

"I know, but...I just wanted to know how it would feel like to be normal. I was being a fool for thinking like that." I started off, looking out the window. "Thank you for bringing me back to reality Aizawa-sensei."

I stared out the window as I heard the others come in after another five minutes or so. The sky is so blue, so bright. I wish I could be free from the judgments I receive from my classmates. I wish I could just...fly or something. To be free to laugh, and smile without being purposely being crushed down by the others around me. I sighed as we were told to leave, and that our seats were now permanent for the rest of the year. I guess I won't have to worry about being late for work anymore.

~*~

"Harder kid!"

"I'm trying teacher!"

I made the kid in front of me keep punching the punching bag. I sighed, and made him stop.

"Use your core more next time. If you twist the center of your body while you punch somebody, it'll hurt more and you won't have to use as much strength. " I advised him. He nodded, a disappointed look on his face. I sighed, and patted his head. I work in a self-defense center, and I train adults and kids alike how to fight with either weapons or hand-to-hand combat.

"You're one of the best fighters in this place kid. You've just got a obstacle you've got to get over." I reassured him, a slight smile on my face. He nodded, a smile on his face. I gave him a noogie, and sent him off to do crunches. I started helping some of the other kids out afterwards. I laughed at some points as some kids joked around when they fought with each other. But too soon, work ended. I changed back into my normal clothes, and started to walk home.

I looked up to the sky, watching the stars and the moon. I wonder how he's doing...I haven't seen him for years. He taught me what it means to be a hero, and he was like a father to me. He taught me how to use swords. He taught me what it means to really be strong. I wish I could see him again. I sighed in depression as I looked back at the road, and continued to walk home. It's around seven now, so I still have time to train.

I guess I'll see what happens tomorrow. It should be interesting considering that it's Yuuei. I walked into my apartment building, fishing out my keys from my pocket. The cold metal pressing between my fingers felt relaxing...almost like I was holding my guns. I walked up the stairs, thinking about tomorrow. Those kids will try anything to get me out. I already kissed my dream of being normal for a little bit away because of Aizawa-sensei. That means that the only solution for me to not get out of Yuuei is to just refrain from speaking to the others too much, or letting them get close to me.

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This is so bloody normal.

We were learning English in class, and nobody really wanted to raise their hands for Present Mic. Personally, I didn't like the dude or the subject itself, so it got me really grouchy. It's so irritating! I mean, you have the same spelling for two or three different words! And some of the words are so weird. I mean, when you study it, it gets easy, but it's just irritating to speak such a confusing language.

Nobody raised their hands except for Midoriya, who answered it correctly. I sighed, and looked out the window. I just wanted to get to math and science. Those two were my favorite subjects, and by far the most interesting. I waited it out until that subject, going through Japanese Literature, which is my worst subject. I'm just horrible with anything that has anything to do with writing. It's ridiculous.

But after that, the light of heaven shown upon me. Math and science were now here. I grinned, hearing the groans of my fellow classmates upon hearing of the great subjects. The teacher sighed in disappointment before writing a problem on the board. It seemed pretty easy, so when he asked if any of us could answer it, I raised my hand. He raised an eyebrow at me, and told me to come up to the board and solve it.

As I walked up there, someone stuck out their leg to try and trip me. Just to humor them (since I was wearing shorts underneath my skirt in case my skirt flipped up), I "fell" for it. I heard one or two snickers before grinning. I stuck out my arms in front of me and did a front flip, then somersaulted into the air, and landing right in front of the desk. I heard the snickering stop as I walked to the board, and wrote down the answer. I turned around, and looked at Bakugou with a "innocent smile".

"You should watch where you keep your feet...you never know what could happen if you don't watch out." I said, my smile still glued onto my face as I walked back. I spotted Iida gawking at my 180. Again, acting. Why is it so hard to believe that someone can lie and act so well? He tried to trip me again, which I just walked over his shoe, shooting him a smirk as the teacher faced the board calculating the answer.

"C-Correct, Miss Kisaragi." he announced. I sighed as I sat down in my seat. I'm used to mental math because of my father figure. When he trained me how to use swords, he briefly taught me how to use guns. He said that there wasn't too much to do with them, but that you had to be careful where they shot, or they would ricochet and go wild. I came up with the idea to calculate how the guns would ricochet, and use them to hit my opponents, so I started to calculate it in my head.

Or rather, I trained myself too. I only use guns when the situation calls for it though, and only if I can successfully use it. So as you can guess, I would have to wait for the right moment and use them in that case. But that's why anything to do with writing for me is weak. I never really was interested in characters or whatever, so I would focus on formulas and what not. Yeah...that really wasn't the best thing.

I paid attention to the last two lessons with enthusiasm. After all, they were the only interesting subjects to me. I kept the smile on my face the entire time, laughing as the teacher made a corny math joke or two. I apparently was the only one who got it though, because the others would look at me weirdly. Okay, I'm a nerd; sue me.

When class ended, I shot up, grabbed my bag, and bolted to the door. The others either were yelling after me or ignoring me, but I didn't hear it. I didn't want to, and I didn't have to. There was no reason to go and listen to the pessimistic remarks that were thrown at me. I dashed out the door of Yuuei, panting. I'm almost out of here! Almost at the train station! Right when I was about to pass the gate, I felt someone grab me by the back of my shirt. I hissed a profanity or two as I was turned to face Iida. This damn glasses freak!

"What do you want?" I asked gruffly, glaring at him. He had an irritated look on his face as he looked down at me.

"People like you don't belong here. Please do quit while you have the chance. You don't have a quirk, and we are supposed to put our lives on the line for people to be saved, not for us to be the ones that need saving." he said, pushing up his glasses as he let go of me. I saw the other kids walking out of the school, and I stood my ground.

"You know what I think of you, you prick? You're just afraid. You're afraid that someone will surpass you that's supposed to be lower than you. You're afraid of change." I replied angrily, my gray eyes boring into his. He flinched when I mentioned change. Guess I hit a personal thing.

"I'll see you tomorrow I guess. If you all had treated me like an equal, then this wouldn't have happened. I can't wait until I fight you though. It'll be fun when I beat you into the ground." I giggled, turning around.

"Watch your back glasses freak."

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The next day, school seemed to start off normal. Nobody said anything to me in the morning, which was more suspicious rather than normal. But this one group of kids came up to me while talking amongst themselves. I raised an eyebrow at this, but didn't verbally question it. I saw a blonde guy among that crowd, and a girl with a ponytail that seemed very pleasant unlike him. There was another guy with him too, and he seemed rather...eccentric. The trio walked closer to me, with the blonde guy looking me up and down. I sighed; it's now or never.

"Before you bother commenting, I have no quirk, so there is no need to ask. If you're here to tell me to get out, then I'm not sad to say that I'm not leaving. And my name is Kisaragi Zero in case you were wondering." I said succinctly, not offering a hand of welcome to them. The blonde guy went all up in my face.

"Just because you're in Class 1-A doesn't mean you can-"

He was then chopped in the neck by the blonde girl, and he backed up.

"We don't hate Class 1-A. Sorry about that. My name is Itsuka Kendou. It's nice to meet you Kisaragi-san." she introduced herself. I nodded back to her in acknowledgment. I cleared my throat.

"Do you need anything from me?" I questioned her.

"Not at all Kisaragi-san. We just wanted to talk with you, and see if the rumors were true." she replied, a smile on her face. Her green eyes are actually really pretty. Why can't I have eyes like that...

"Ah, and what are these rumors? It's only been a day, so I didn't expect any yet." I said, looking at the other two. The blonde guy apologized to Itsuka-san, which she forgave him for.

"Something about you being a bitch if I recall."

I thought about it for a bit. Did I? I don't think I did. They're probably just trying to get rid of me.

"I don't ever recall acting that way. But if I have, then I will apologize to them. As soon as they stop trying to get rid of me of course." I answered, sighing. "The only time I recall even acting rude to any of them was when one person tried to trip me, and another caught me by the back of the shirt to tell me to leave, and I will not apologize for that."

Itsuka-san nodded.

"That's understandable Kisaragi-san. You're actually very easy to talk to, and you don't seem rude at all. You were a bit defensive at the beginning though, but now that's understandable. I hope you enjoy your time here Kisaragi-san, and if you ever feel the need to talk to somebody, you can drop by 1-B. I'm sure we would all welcome you there." Itsuka-san said, a smile still painted on her face. I smiled back slightly, and nodded at her.

"Thank you Itsuka-san. Now, sorry for being a bit rude earlier, but...I didn't get both of your names?" I said, looking over at the other two. The eccentric looking one looked at me, but he seemed kind of...angry?

"You think I'm some sort of side character that you ask me now!?!" he almost shouted. I shook my head in response.

"I was simply caught up talking to Itsuka-san is all. That's why I apologized to both of you." I stated. He calmed down slightly, as the blonde guy cleared his throat.

"My name is Neito Monoma. It's nice to meet you. At least you're not like those other snobs." he introduced. I sighed.

"They really are sometimes. It's nice to meet you too. And I still haven't gotten your name." I said, looking at the last one. He had completely calmed down now, which I was glad about.

"My name is Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu. It's nice to meet you." he introduced himself. I smiled at the funny, but tongue-twisting name.

"If it's okay with you, if we ever meet again, may I call you Tetsu-san? It's a lot easier, and I have less chance of getting it wrong." I questioned him, a smile still on my face. He had seemed to get angry again, until the end of my sentence, then he calmed back down again. He nodded, then looked away.

"Anyway, we should start getting to class before we get late. We're lucky that we were early." I said, looking down at my watch. Itsuka-san nodded. Maybe I should try and be friends with them? They seem a lot nicer than 1-A.

"May I walk with you guys a part of the way? You all seem like good people, so..." I trailed off, scratching the back of my head. Itsuka-san nodded, and let me walk with them. Neito-san didn't complain, and Tetsu-san seemed really nice after walking with them for sometime. I smiled, and laughed when Tetsu-san and Neito-san had a little fight in the middle of the hallway. Itsuka-san smiled, and giggled slightly at the scene. Neito-san and Tetsu-san stopped at the sound of laughter, looking over at me and Itsuka-san with slight frowns on their faces.

"Sorry, it's just that I haven't felt happy for sometime...it's a nice change." I apologized, the smile still on my face. They forgave me, and Itsuka-san gave me a side hug. I smiled at her, and she smiled back. We all ended up talking the rest of the way, and I found that I got along with them really well. I was smiling until I spotted the door to my class. My smile died, and I think Itsuka-san noticed because she looked concerned.

"It seems like this is my stop guys. I'll see you later if I survive hell with these snobs." I said, with Neito-san sarcastically saying good luck. I laughed lightly, and waved to them as I walked into the class. I turned my head to face the class, who was staring at me with either anger or with weird looks. My smile died upon seeing all of them. The feeling disgust roared through me as Bakugou sauntered up to me.

"It's the quirkless shit! What are you gonna do about me, hm? You can't do anything!" he laughed in my face. His breath stunk, and I held my nose to refrain from inhaling it. I walked past him.

"Brush your teeth please. It stinks, like your personality and existence." I said as I kept walking. I saw some jaws drop and some people gave out a "Oh!" I rolled my eyes, and went to my seat which was drawn all over in marker. It's most probably permanent. I sighed in irritation as Aizawa-sensei came in.

"Aizawa-sensei, there are words on my desk I would rather not read, and I was wondering whether or not I could get cleaning supplies for it? It appears that children are in this school as well. You should probably search for them." I questioned. He sighed, tossing a spray and wipe to me. I thanked him and started to clean my desk, aware of all the stares that were pointed at me. As soon as it was clean, the hero training part of the class was about to start.

I sat down in my seat, and watched as the hero All Might came in...through the door?

"Now, we are going to do the trial of battle!" All Might announced. My eye twitched in annoyance at his optimistic and loud attitude. People like this irritate me. Itsuka-san is better than him, and she's a generally happy person! Maybe during lunch I'll sit with them...if the rest of 1-B would let me.

"We will be splitting up into two teams! The hero team, and the villain team! And we'll be giving you the hero costumes you designed for this exercise!" All Might explained. Ah...there's an odd number here though. Even if there was another person, then we would need another group. We all got our hero costumes, including me. The only difference was that I had kept my weapons in my bag in case. All Might didn't seem to notice this, and marched straight out of the room with the others following him. I sighed, and walked behind all of them, next to Aizawa-sensei who had his irritated face on.

"Aizawa-sensei, I won't be able to participate since there's an odd number of people. How do I still participate in this?" I asked him as we made our way to the changing room. They only told us about the changing room after the exercise, which actually made me quite irritated. I snapped out of my thoughts and stared at Aizawa-sensei, who had a smirk on his face.

"I guess you'll just have to go against one of us teachers then."

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Personally, I hate cliffhangers, but I want to make sure I write awesome fight scenes for you guys next chapter. You guys deserve it :D

But, longer chapter! It's around 3470 words! I'm going to make next chapter really special, and don't expect the Kisaragi to win...maybe. I'm not sure.

I hope you enjoyed this! Please do tell me if this is bad or good!