"Good morning class." Aizawa said in his usual monotone voice.

"Good morning, sir!" 1-A responded in synchrony, awaiting further instructions.

"For the next week, you'll be having an exchange student." He announced, sparking up roars of surprise and confused comments.

"Why is she going to class?" Bakugo sneered, as if he was already looking down upon the exchange student. Aizawa rolled his eyes, sighing.

"Because I requested for her to be here. She has exceptional skill." The compliment rolled off of his tongue, startling the class. Aizawa had complimented a student?

"Her first day is tomorrow. Be sure to welcome her nicely into the class, okay?" The class agreed, unsure of how this girl would adjust into their class.

"Alright, let's hurry up and start attendance."

As the next day had begun, and the bell for homeroom rang, 1-A was buzzing with gossip. What would this girl be like? Was she truly exceptional?

"Good morning once again, 1-A." The familiar voice silenced the class.

"Welcome our new student, (Y/N)!" Aizawa shook his hands, almost sarcastically, as the girl stepped into the class. She waved, unsure of what to do.

The class buzzed once more with whispers, slightly ruining (Y/N)'s mood.

Aizawa loudly cleared his throat, eyes turning red. His hair stood up, surprising the girl.

They quieted down, making (Y/N) suppress a chuckle. Were they really that afraid of him?

"You'll be sitting next to Todoroki. Raise your hand, Todoroki!" The teacher ordered. A hand slowly raised up and into the air.

The girl scurried to her seat, observing the boy with his hand raised. As she sat down, her eyes glazed over his appearance. The boy's hair was parted at the middle; the left side of his hair was white and his right side was red.

They made eye contact, and her eyes widened.

She inched closer to him discreetly, intrigued.

"Your eyes are beautiful." She muttered, eyes glimmering with curiosity as she recoiled back into her seat once more.

Her eyes returned to Mr. Aizawa once more, as she brushed off the intense glare coming from none other then Todoroki.

Beautiful? My eyes? Todoroki touched right below his eye, cheeks growing the slightest bit hotter with embarrassment. No one had ever complimented his eyes.

This girl might be interesting to become closer with, I suppose.