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Chapter 10 - Picking Class President

-Next morning-

*Hgnh~!" I stretched as I got up from my bed, a new day begins!

I look over to my alarm clock and-

"We're late!" I immediately rush to put my uniform on, but it's still lose as I bolt out my door.

*SLAM*

I look over to see that Toru also got up late.

I could also smell fresh toast as we ran downstairs so I took a quick detour to grab our breakfast while Toru held the door open.

"Hurry up!" Toru called out to me. "We're almost late!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" I hand her her toast as I pull her to my shoulders.

"No complaints!" I say as she was about to protest.

"No! Your breasts is about to fall out your shirt!" I look down to see that half the buttons have come undone, not to mention the tie lazily hanging around my neck.

"I don't have time, can you help?" I plead as I grab her thighs. "I'll keep you still while you do it."

"Fine~" She started fixing my buttons first and we're now halfway to the school, god I am fast!

She managed to fix the main problem with my buttons just in time (though leaving a few loose so I now look like a seductive teacher) as a bunch of reporters came flooding in.

"Is all-might really teaching at UA?"

"What's it like to have him teaching you?"

"What did All-"

"Sorry, we're running late!" I cut them off as I shove through the crowd to the gates of UA where a bunch of students gathered and Aizwa sensei was waving off the reporters.

"He's off today." He said blankly, doing a little shooing motion with his hand.

"Sorry for being late." I say as I rush past him and a reporter tried to follow.

"But we'd just like-"

*SLAM*

A giant metal gate slammed in her face, cutting her off.

"WHAT THE HELL!!!" The students yelled in unison.

"It's the UA barrier, that's what we call it anyway." The students murmured.

"EH! What do you mean!?"

"The hole place locks down if someone without a school ID or visitor pass approaches the gate."

"I hear there's more around the campus."

I didn't care so much about the rumors as much as I wanted to not get a death stare from Aizawa from being late, so I went to class quickly with Toru, now walking beside me.

Thankfully we made it to class as it soon began.

"Good work with yesterday's battle training." Aizawa sensei put a a stack of papers on his desk. "I've looked over your grades and evaluations."

"Bakugo," He stared him in the eyes. "Grow up already. You're wasting your talent."

"...Got it." He looked incredibly displeased but still took the advice.

"And... it seems that Midorya ended yet another day with a broken arm." Midorya looked down, but I can't really see his face from where I'm sitting. "Learn to control your quirk... because just trying isn't going to cut it."

"I hate repeating myself." Iazawa sighed. "But you do have potential, assuming you can overcome this. Work at it Midorya."

"YES!" Midorya shouted, why does he do that?

"Lastly, Hanabi." He gave me a death scare. "While it was creative, do not throw your teammates into dangerous places, especially if there's villains."

"Ok..." I hung my head in defeat, I still ended up with a death stare... just for a different reason.

"Now onto homeroom business." 

"Sorry for the sudden announcement today, but..." The class tensed up.

"You'll pick a class president." It was a normal school thing!

"WHAT A NORMAL THING!" The class seemed to agree with me... before immediately jumping and shouting-

"I WANNA BE PRESIDENT, LET ME DO IT!"

"I'd like to do it."

"In my administration, girls with ahve to show 30 centimeters of thigh!"

"The position was made for me."

"I wanna be the leader!"

"QUIET DOWN EVERYONE!" Ida shouted, shutting everyone up.

"Leading the many is a task of heavy responsibility...!" He said solemnly. "But it does not equate to ability!"

"This sacred office demands the trust of it's constituents...!" He pushed up his glasses. "If this is to be a democracy, then I put forward the motion..."

He raised his hand high. "That our true leader must be chosen by election!"

'This is a classroom, not congress!' I shouted to myself.

"But Ida, we haven't known each other long enough to build any trust." Asui turn around in her seat as she said this.

"And everyone will just vote for themselves!" Kirishima also objected.

"That's why whoever manages to get multiple votes will be the best suited person for the job!" Ida stated quite the valid point. "WILL YOU ALLOW THIS, SENSEI!?"

"However you do it, just make it quick." Aizwa shrunk into his sleeping bag.

...

The votes were counted, the results were-

3 votes- Midorya, Jiro, and Yaoyorozu

2 votes- Asui

with the rest being one or no votes.

"I got three votes!?" Midorya shouted in shock.

"WHAT! WHO VOTED FOR DEKU!?" And of course Bakugo was socked as well.

"Guess we know it wasn't you." Sero laughed.

"ZERO VOTES... I thought as much. This is the harsh reality of office..." And Ida was... I don't know but he ain't happy.

"Great, so you three..." He pointed to Midorya, Yaoyorozu, and Jiro. "Pick who's gonna be the president or vice president or something."

"How should we decide this?" Yaorozu asked the two of them... well more of Jiro as Midorya was a stuttering mess.

"How about rock paper scissors?" Jiro suggested and Yaoyorozu nodded.

"That works." Yaorozu nodded and they both got ready before looking to Midorya.

"You too." Jiro stated and he complied.

"Rock, paper scissors!" Tie.

"Rock, paper scissors!" Tie.

"Rock, paper scissors!" Tie.

"Just have two vice presidents!" I yelled out, getting annoyed quickly.

"..." Midorya looked to the teacher for conformation, who was in his little corner in a sleeping bag...

"Whatever works..." He grumbled out.

"Great... who's going to be the president?" Midorya turned to the other two.

"I know Midorya's good for this." A student noted.

"But Yaoyorozu was pretty cool, analyzing the battles and all." I know it was Kirishima who said this.

"Jiro listens to people really well." Ashido gave her view.

*sigh* guess we're doing another vote...

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