*Shota walked over to the podium, sighed and spoke up.* “Alright, kids. As everyone knows, Minoru was finally expelled-”
*Collective sounds of positive emotions ensued.*
“...And regulations were put on hero costumes, all you ladies are given permission to alter your costumes to your comfort. Toru, Momo, you're both required to do so. Now, to fill in Minoru's place, a new transfer student was accepted by recommendation from the Hero Public Safety Commission's president, and their given reason was, quote, ‘UA would provide them several benefits to their education, safety and training, and we believe that they will greatly benefit the public in the future’.” *A beat of silence followed.* ”So we all know that's bullshit.”
*Collective sounds of agreement ensued.*
*Shota continued.* “Well, you all know the rules. Don't die, don't kill anyone but if they deserved it then make sure to get rid of the body and evidence, don't take your clothes off, don't fuck each other and don't wake me up unless you have to. Talk it out, i'm sleeping...”
*Shota then walked back to his desk, got into his sleeping bag and curled up near his chair, dozing off. Awkward silence followed. Izuku broke it.* “Sooo... We should be worried.”
“No fucking shit we should be worried!” *Katsuki promptly butted in.*
“I'm just so confused right now, why would the HPSC head of all people recommend a student to UA?” *Ochako asked to no one in particular. Shoto responded.* “The most relevant thing to them right now is the war. The new student's probably being sent here by them to be trained by UA so they can prioritize resources.”
*Izuku chimed in,* “They could also have a powerful quirk that they can't afford to fall into villains' hands from an oversight.”
“UUGGHH! I'm tired of all this bullshit, why can't we have normal lives! We only came to UA to become heroes, now we're what, war fodder?” *Mina loudly complained.*
*Katsuki whacked her on the head.* “OWW-” *Mina started, but Katsuki cut her off.* “Stop whining, ET. We're all tired of this shit, no one wanted this.” “Alright guys,” *Ochako butted in, trying to cut the tension,* “let's all chill out a little, yeah? I wonder what they'll be like, i hope they're nice.”
*Shoto spoke up,* “My bets are on some form of psychopathic.” *Momo responded,* “That's pretty harsh, don't you think..?” “Not for the Hero Commission's standards,” *Shoto rebutted.*
*Kyoka chimed in,* “Mine are on fake personality, like how they act all normal on the surface but they're actually either deeply mentally disturbed or just really depressed on the inside, or both.”
*Shoto took that opportunity to place a bet.* “7,000¥ on mine being right,” *He offered.* “2,000¥.” *Kyoka bargained with defiance.* “5,000¥?” *Shoto suggested, trying to find a middle ground.*
“Bet.”
Shoto: “Bet.”
*Tsuyu sighed,* “What is wrong with you two..”
*So, weeks passed, almost a month, but the day finally arrived. Dawn broke, morning routines were started and finished, school opened, everyone arrived to homeroom at their usual times and the new student was supposed to come to school today.*
*Kyoka and Shoto were bantering about their 5,000¥ bet on what the new student would be like, Denki was catching up on all the homework he forgot or decided not to do, Fumikage was sleeping because he and Dark Shadow stayed up binging a horror series.*
*Everyone else was just doing their own thing. Shota was staying up for once, just incase the new student tries and he needs to de-escalate the situation.*
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