IF: One For All-Fiction

Day two came around with a much more easygoing start. Without Aizawa-sensei trying to con or threaten them to give their best, homeroom wasn't nearly as dreadful for the majority of the class. Of course several of the students would have no problem if that was the case, such as Kumagawa and Yaoyorozu.

It was still slightly nerve-wracking for Izuku, but that was for an entirely different reason.

"Introduce yourselves to you classmates." instructed Aizawa from the comfort of his sleeping bag. "Since you'll be working with each other for the next 3 years, it's in your best interest to get to know your fellow Hero's in training. The sooner you do it, the better. Each one of you will come up one at a time, state your name, what your Quirk is, and something about yourself. What it is, I don't care. Just get it done."

Of course, Aizawa had an ulterior motive to this charade; trying to glean any information from Kumagawa Misogi.

"Sir!" called out Iida as he held his hand up in record time. "How should we proceed in the order of students?"

"I don't care." Aizawa responded flatly. "I'm going to sleep. Handle it yourselves." he then lied down on the floor.

So while the Pro seemingly took a nap, Iida more or less organized the class introductions himself. They ended up going from the front row to the back row in a right-to-left formation.

First up was a girl, or what everyone assumed was a girl given that all you could see was her uniform. The rest of her was totally invisible. "Eheheh... It's weird having everyone looking at me for a change. Hi, I'm Hagakure Tooru! My Quirk is called Transparency, and what it does is pretty obvious huh? Now let's see, something else about me... Oh! I like plushies alot!"

Next was a huge guy with a mask over his mouth and six arms. "I'm Shouji Mezo. My Quirk is Dupli-Arms. I can create replicas of my body parts on my tentacles, such as my mouth, ears, and eyes. I've never really had any worldly d.e.s.i.r.es, so I guess that's it."

"I'm Ojiro Mashirao." said the next student. He was a blonde guy with a long tail. "My Quirk is just my tail. It's more or less a third arm, but it helps me maintain my balance. Something about me... I practice martial arts."

The next guy stood out in a rather flashy way. "I am Aoyama Yuga." the blonde teen announced with a flourish of the hands. "My Quirk is the fabulous Naval Laser, as you had no doubt witnessed yesterday! I can shoot a laser from my bellybutton! But if I shoot it for more than a second then I get a tummy ache. Another stylish fact about me is that I speak French!" he finished as he took a dramatic pose.

Bakugou was up next, and he stood in front of the class with one hell of a sneer. "The name's Bakugou Katsuki, and you better remember it 'cause I'm gonna blow all you small fry away on my path to being the number one Hero. My Quirk is Explosion, so don't piss me off ya shit stain's."

Izuku sweatdropped at Bakugou's introduction, and it was more than apparent that the rest of the class already formed their opinion of him.

"I don't like having to follow up after such a jerk," the next student said as she took Bakugou's place, giving the boy a scowl as he sneered in response. She began twirling the plug-in jack-like extensions hanging from her earlobes with her finger. "My name is Jirou Kyoka. My Quirk is called Earphone Jack. I can insert them into objects and send the sound of my heartbeat through them. I can also hear pretty well, even through thick walls. Oh, these can stretch too." she explained as she increased the length of her jacks. "I can play music with a few different instruments."

It was at this point that Aizawa subtly tuned in, as it was no Kumagawa's turn.

Standing in front of the class, Kumagawa still had that ever present smile plastered on his face. [Hey there! My name's Kumagawa Misogi. My Quirk is...] he trailed off as if trying to build up tension.

After a few seconds with no response, the other students were starting to lean forward a bit in anticipation.

[... Something I suppose. Possibly.] he said with all the bluntness of a baseball bat.

"What the f.u.c.k's that supposed to mean?!" yelled Bakugou.

"I should've expected something like this..." murmured Izuku. Somehow, he had a feeling that Kumagawa would give that kind of answer.

Aizawa had to resist the urge to facepalm.

[As for something about me... I'm what you call a natural born loser.] he said with a shrug.

"Ehh?" was the collective response from the class. However none would get the chance to have Kumagawa elaborate as he was already heading back to his seat.

'This damn brat...' Aizawa thought in annoyance.