*Class 1A was a chaotic mess. Ochako was floating inside a cardboard box carefully (having asked for Aizawa's permission first, obviously). Katsuki was staring at the ceiling with a scowl on his face as if he were ready to fight the air, with his legs on top of the desk like some kind of "I'm too cool for this school, just make me the number 1 hero already!" aggressive personality. Izuku was in his seat, muttering and writing in his notebook about quirks he hadn't finished analyzing. Hagakure was behind his back, invisibly tilting her head just enough to get a peek at his notebook without him realizing.

Mina was painting Kirishima's face—both were in their own seats beside each other. She was giving him a makeover with blush and lipstick to show off his "manliness," yet he looked like a messed-up clown incident. Kaminari was casually frying his brain cells, biting on a charger like it was the best snack, while drool dropped from his mouth to the ground. He had that stupid, adorable, and dumbfounded face, like he got his treat but hadn't realized it was cat food.

Mineta was taped against the ceiling thanks to Sero's Quirk.Todoroki was simply eating his cold soba in his seat, wearing his casual, bold, "Why am I here again? 😐" face. Momo was beside Tsuyu in their seats, watching turtle videos on Tsuyu's phone.

Jirou was listening to music alone in her seat with her Earphone Jacks plugged into the top hole of the phone. Tenya was making sure Aizawa had a peaceful sleep and that Class 1A behaved quietly if they started causing chaos. Aoyama was in his seat, staring at his own reflection in his mirror to make sure he looked perfect, with that casual, bright smile on his face.

Tokoyami was in his seat, giving some bread to his friend Dark Shadow to make sure it was fed and not starving when the class started. Koji was staring outside a window at a small, adorable brown bird trying to flap its wings during a pause since the bird's body was a bit heavy (probably—THAT LOOKS SO CUTE I SWEAR!). Sato, Shoji, and Ojiro were all talking silently about their interests and what they liked doing in their seats beside each other.Aizawa sat up from the ground with his yellow sleeping bag still on him, leaning against the wall and staring at the class with his casual, tired face. Then he remembered something, so he started coughing on purpose to get the class's attention.

Aizawa: "Problem children. Today we have a new student. Please don't start overwhelming them with questions or too much staring. You may come in."

Aizawa turned his head to the closed door, as if waiting for somebody who never decided to come in was now another job he needed patience for.*