Hoshimi Bakugou

Somedays were nice. Other days, not so much. Today is one of those days - the not-so-nice days, I mean.

Mom had already left for work and Dad was in one of his childish temper tantrums again. Mr Deku or Mr Shōto probably tried calling him. They have the right to call him, they're his current partners for work and all.

"Dad! I'm going to school now!"

The sudden words from my mouth shut him up. Dad let out an unnecessarily exaggerated sigh, "just don't talk to any boys. They're nothing but trouble."

"Dad, you're literally a boy yourself." I answer, dead panning as I reach for my backpack on the coat rack. "And I'll throw my quirk at them if they even think of coming near me, the next Number 1 Hero!"

Dad pats my brown to blonde tresses as I jog out the front door. "Have a good day, Little Grenade!"

Time skip brought to you by Papa King Explosion Murder himself...

When I arrive at the prestigious highschool, I knock into someone, white and green colours flash in front of me as I fall on my butt. "Excuse y-"

Tall, green eyes, white to green hair. He looks so familiar, but I can't put my finger on it.

"Miss! I'm sorry, I didn't see where I was going!" The boy apologizes, helping me up from the brick path. "I'm Takashi Todoroki."

Brushing the dirt off my skirt and boots, I shake my head with a smile. "Hoshimi Bakugou. Do you know where Class 1-A is by any chance?"

He nods and the two of us stroll into UA's main building. This year is going to be hectic, I'm sure of it.

Horuto Yaoyorozu

As usual, Mom Kyoka sent me to school early since Momma Momo isn't home. Momma Momo is usually the easy going one between the two, she doesn't mind tardiness of 2 minutes.

"Hello!" A girl with light grey hair and beaming green eyes waves to me as I open Class 1-A's classroom door. "I'm Ainu Tetsutetsu! What's your name?!"

Blinking twice out of surprise, I answer - "Horuto Yaoyorozu."

"You're the son of Creati and Earphone Jack, aren't you?" A dark green haired girl with heterochromic eyes questions as she walks up to us. "You look a lot like them, especially Creati."

I glance over the two girls' shoulders to notice two of my supposed classmates in the front row talking. A girl with brown roots of her hair then blonde further down, a smile turning brightening her expression. And a guy with white roots and green tips, a small smirk on his face.

"I'm Kage Tokoyami, my mom is the Rainy Season Hero; Froppy and my dad is the Jet-Black Hero; Tsukuyomi."

"Well, my mom's Battle Fist and my dad is Real Steel!" Tetsutetsu squeals, out of - what I assume to be - excitement. "I want to be just like them when I graduate."

I can already tell by the personalities and demeanors of my fellow peers that this is going to be one hell of a year.

"If you're here to make friends," a gutteral voice says, "leave."