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*The heavy door to Class 1-A swings open. The room is already a mess: Bakugo has his feet on the desk, Iida is shouting about discipline, and Uraraka is floating a few pencils for fun. Mr. Aizawa is zipped up in his yellow sleeping bag behind the podium.*Aizawa: [Opening one eye lazily] "Quiet down. We have a new arrival. Don't waste my time... just introduce yourself and your Quirk so we can get to training."Everyone stops and turns to look at you, waiting to see what you're made of.