Spacetime Anomaly: MHA Fanfic

Chapter 8.1: First Day Of The School Year

After the cheat day, wherein Izuku shared a day with Mina, his rigid schedule was followed through, albeit with the unexpected factor of Mina periodically joining him in training. As Izuku's control over his powers seemed to not have limits, progress, though slow, was inevitable, he would head to the beach to practice while Mina experimented with her Quirk.

Of course, Mina naturally didn't possess the discipline or mental fortitude to accompany Izuku often, but when she did, he did his best in giving her suggestions and coaching her into a better physical state. Mina liked to think she accompanied Izuku simply to better herself, but she would be telling a massive lie if she didn't add in how much of an incentive it was to indulge in his cooking.

From the very first day the two met to train, Izuku arrived with prepared lunches which would later go down on Mina's top three best places to get food. Somehow, he got her to enjoy vegetables like broccoli and bell peppers which she previously thought to be utterly inedible. When accompanied by his perpetual encouragement and borderline infinite stamina, Mina would often get the idea that she would start training more seriously.

Of course, by the time they finished their nightmarish training sessions, such thoughts would go flying out the window as suicide seemed to be a better alternative. Such was the cycle that led to them meeting at most three times a week. Never did they meet up to simply hang out again, though they did indulge in casual texting when they didn't meet and talked when they did.

When April finally descended and the second week was upon them, on Sunday, their first day attending U.A. finally arrived. The night prior, Izuku went absolutely crazy with his absurd training regiment, but he managed to be up and in perfect condition when he left at 6:30 AM due to the reality-breaking nature of his Temporal Manipulation.

Sporting U.A.'s formal uniform, Izuku couldn't help but get emotional as he made his way to the school. In both his lives, this was a dream come true. He was finally going to attend the very best Academy of Heroics and become a true hero. Suddenly, all the grueling study work and training felt worth it. Not that it didn't before, now it was just felt in a heightened sense.

When Izuku finally made to the school and found his classroom, he couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed. It was still so early in the morning that no one else had arrived. Perhaps he had been far too excited for today.

Or maybe not…

Less than a minute after he settled his things on his assigned seat, another person entered the room. "Oh! Good morning, My name's Toru Hagakure, what's yours?" Without missing a beat this girl went straight over to Izuku to meet the first of what she thought to be excitable-classmates.

Izuku, however, was dumbstruck as the girl approached. Not by her friendliness or how early she had arrived, but by the exquisite control the girl was displaying over her ability to manipulate light. Even without his eyes activating Spatial Awareness, he could will for the material decomposition granted by his space-augmented vision and upon closer examination, this girl was warping light around her body seamlessly; to most people, she was for all intents and purposes, invisible.

"My name's Izuku Midoriya. Nice to meet you, Hagakure-san." Izuku said, before thinking, 'Truly, those that manage to get in this school are all extraordinary people.' Little did he understand just how badly he was misunderstanding the situation…

"Midoriya? You got first place in the entrance exam?!" The girl practically squealed as she got closer to Izuku; too close…

"Right..." Izuku would be lying if he said he wasn't uncomfortable with the sudden violation of his private space. But since he could tell all her actions were void of ill-intent, he simply ignored it.

"That's soooo cool! How'd you do it? What's your Quirk?" Unaware that Izuku could see her expressions, she was beaming at him without any reservations.

"I'm actually Quirkless. Though I did use what I call Esper powers of Spacetime Manipulation to get my points from the mock villains and help out the other competitors to get rescue points."

"Quirkless?" After that was mentioned, Toru didn't appear to have registered for the rest of his words. But after a quick explanation from the boy, she seemed to have understood, if only remaining shocked to hear that someone could have a superpowered though not of a Quirk.

"Do you mind if I take a better look at your technique?" Izuku couldn't help but ask despite their conversation leading out of the bounds of supernatural powers. He simply couldn't afford to miss this opportunity if he could help it. To him, Hagakure was the key to unlocking a new application of his Spacetime powers.

"What?" The invisible girl showed a bemused expression as she posed with shrugged shoulders and exaggerated hand-arm movements. This was probably how she learned to express herself as the overwhelming majority of people couldn't hope to see past her invisibility; invisibility that followed her throughout her life.

"You're warping technique." Izuku clarified. Obviously, that wasn't enough as Hagakure's posing intensified.

"I guess that's a no?" Izuku sighed, dismissing the question.

In the very next moment, the door to their classroom was opened and a new face entered the room. Like a cat scurrying away, Toru fled Izuku's side to greet a hopefully less bizarre personality. The girl who walked in had black hair tied up in a spiky ponytail and was polite enough to give Izuku a nod and quick, "good morning," before she was overwhelmed by Toru until the invisible girl found another person enter through the doors.

With the classroom quickly filling up as the time for the day's activities approached, time seemed to pass by faster. Alas, Izuku was stuck in a purgatory of isolation as he was holed up in a bubble of antisocial vibes. Along with a certain bicolor-haired pretty boy with a scar on the left side of his face, Izuku added to make up the only two people who weren't engaged in meeting the people in the classroom.

Eventually, that trend ended, for Izuku at least, when Mina entered and greeted him like they were long term friends. She set her things on her assigned desk before she walked over to Izuku's and proceeded to spend what remained of their time before the day of school activities began and all was well, until…

Bang! The titanic sliding doors snapped open to reveal a wrathful ash-blond-haired boy who glared at anyone that dared make eye contact. When he saw Izuku talking to Mina as if he couldn't even be bothered to acknowledge his existence, Katsiki's eyes narrowed dangerously. Walking over to Izuku's side with explosions already simmering under his palm as he approached, Katsuki was about to crush the first of those at this school, when Izuku finally turned to eye him without any emotion bleeding through his face.

"You looking to die?" Those were the carefully selected words Katsuki conjured up as he set an exploding palm on Izuku's desk.

With a sigh, Izuku cautioned once and only once, "Don't throw one of your tantrums here." Without the exertion of any of his powers, everyone in the room — Katsuki most of all — sensed a terrifying threat behind what would otherwise be a rather tame comment.

Before Katsuki could respond, a tall dark-blue-haired boy interjected, berating Katsuki for his blatant disrespect of the school's property. A short exchange between him and Katsuki revealed that the boy's name was Tenya Iida, a 'pretension elite' by Katsuki's books, simply because he hailed from a well known private middle school.

Finally, the last student of the class in the form of a short bob-cut donning girl with ever-blushing cheeks arrived, and shortly after her, the class' homeroom teacher, who introduced himself as Shota Aizawa arrived. The next couple minutes were absolute chaos as the alleged homeroom teacher commanded Class 1-A to put on their gym uniforms and meet outside by the P.E. Field. He had talked about rationality and punctuality, thus when combined with the intimidating aura he commanded, no one wanted to agitate the man, so the entire class changed within the ten-minute time limit they were given and presented before the man at the aforementioned Field.

…

"What? A Quirk Apprehension Test?" It was unclear who exactly said these words as a mix of several voices joined at the moment they were uttered, but all of Class 1-A was disgruntled, to say the least.

"What about the opening ceremony or our meeting with our guidance counselors?" The girl who was last to arrive asked. Usually, schools would take today to get these particular matters resolved before school truly started on Monday.

"Can't afford wasting any time on that nonsense when I'm trying to build you lot into competent heroes," the man looked utterly unenthused up to this point, where he suddenly smirked as he mentioned, "Take this as an example of the freestyle education U.A. provides; my version of it, to be exact."

With the class now completely under his control, he began to explain what they'll be doing for the next couple of hours. The man explained the history of physical assessments and how irrational the government was for prohibiting the testing of said assessments with the application of Quirks. He listed off eight exercises the class would be doing to find the limits of their abilities which encapsulated all aspects of physical performance such as speed, strength, flexibility, endurance, and dexterity.

When he was done with his little lecture he called for Izuku, "Midoriya, how far could you throw in middle school."

Izuku didn't bother correcting his intimidating homeroom teacher and instead just mentioned his record best throw when he was completing a physical assessment for attaining his homeschool degree, "ninety-seven meters."

Aizawa's right brow rose upon the mention of such an absurd throw, considering Izuku's age, but he continued as if it barely registered, "Great, now try it with your Quir- power." It would take a while for him to get used to mentioning Izuku's Esper powers as anything but a Quirk. "Do whatever you need, just don't leave the throwing circle." He tossed Izuku a softball and stood with the rest of the class and surprisingly encouraged, "Give it all you've got..."