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Location: UA Classrom 1-A. 8 AM..
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Satoru leaned back in his chair as he stretched his arms out letting out a yawn before adjusting his sunglasses.
'Damn it... trained so much last night I only slept for 3 hours...'
The truth was that Satoru was fighting his desire to sleep, all while his classmates one by one entered the classroom with the rest chattering around him.
He looked up to see half of his classmates there laughing, the joke of the morning being Kaminari and Kirishima stuck together shoulder to shoulder in door with Iida trying to pull them out.
'...Yea. I should be able to nap during lunch...'
"Satoru Gojo." A voice snapped him out of his thoughts as he looked to his side, seeing Momo standing there.
'Can't I be left alone... Oh well, this should be fun at least' He thought to himself.
"Oh hey there! Long time no see, you and Shoto disappeared yesterday. Hey, no hard feelings right?" He offered his hand to her as he smiled at her.
"... Yea.. No hard feelings." She said, unable to express how she felt, the fear he put in her as he manhandled her partner, the fear she had as he approached her with that smile across his face and yet here he was, all casual about it.
She shook her head slightly and just shook his hands. "None at all..."
'What's wrong with her now.' Gojo thought, before noticing she was still standing besides him.
"Ahem-" she cleared her throat "...You shouldn't be wearing these." She said as she reached for the sunglasses on his face before he hand came to a halt less than an inch away.
'Hm... having to manually put up and use my Infinity this early would be a waste of stamina... but the fun.' Satoru thought to himself as the girl next to him was struggling to pull his hand away from him.
She widened her eyes as she tried moving her hand to no avail, calling for one of the other girls to hell her as she desperately tried to move her hand away as Satoru turned around to face the front of the class, them all looking at the situation, soke smirking and others laughing at Momo.
"Satoru Gojo! Give back my hand!" She demanded, the others looking at this, some letting out laughs as Gojo sat calmly, even oushes his chair back to ride it, all while Momo stood next to him with her hand stuck near the side of his head trying her best to move away.
"Technically I don't have your hand and youre moving just fine. Technically. " Satoru defended himself from her accusation as he just yawned.
Some of the others turned to watch this happen, Shoji letting out a laugh as he arrived at his seat, Kaminari laughing as well as the rest were amused by the situation.
"Hey, Mina, I think Momo here needs a 'hand'. You get it?" Jirou laughed as Mina walked into the classroom, immediately dumping her bag on the chair and walking to go save Momo.
Finally Mina came to the rescue of their friend, grabbing Momo's waist, and started trying to pull Momo away.
"On three. One! Two! Thre-!" The two girls stumbled backwards unexpectedly as Satoru shut of his Infinity at the last moment.
The three crashed into Jirou, Tokoyami and Shoji, all who were standing behind them, and now the five of them lay on the floor.
Gojo let out a yawn as he stopped riding the chair and rubbed his eyes raking off his sunglasses.
"Gojo! That wasn't very-" Right as Mina was about to give him a piece of his mind, Aizawa stepped into the class.
The class looked at him awkwardly as he looked at them all with a disapproving expression before sighing.
Everyone quickly ran to their desks and sat down, knowing the track record of Aizawas habits of expelling students, some alreadying praying to whatever God they knew he wouldn't expell them.
Meanwhile Satoru was leaning forward, head on the desk as he put his arms around his head to take a nap.
"Alright. Listen up. I have some rather important news." He walked to his desk as he sat down, taking out eye droplets and putting some in his eyes.
'Get that over with, I do some quick work, sleep, lunch, sleep and hero work. Seems like a great plan.' Satoru smiled to himself, already closing his eyes to dive into his nap.
Everyone else meanwhile began wondering what the news was that Aizawa had to share with them.
"You all need to vote for your class presid-" as soon as he began with the title, the class immediately erupted with excited chatter, a few shouting and displaying their excitement. Some began discussing it, as others leaned near each other to talk about who would be the best candidate.
Satoru looked up, the noise staring to irritated him as he looked around the class.
'Will somebody just shut them up.'
He turned to Iidas seat, confident that him of all people would calm them down.
'Of course he's also part of it...' Iida leaning towards and talking with Tokoyami, talking about what must be their own opinions.
Finally, Gojo decided to stand up from his desk. He looked around before taking off his sunglasses and taking a deep breathe, Aizawa raising his eyebrow at this.
"...SHUT UP!" Satoru yelled as he slammed his fist on the desk, all of the class turning their heads towards him as the chatter slowly died down. His book and pencil suspended in the air as he wore an annoyed expression across his face.
"Damn, relax. Bunch of chatter boxes." He let out another sigh. "Write down the names of the possible candidates on pieces of paper, and then we can all vote for who we want it to be.
Then we jusy tally up the votes and there, a fair, nice and democratic election, WITHOUT, the noise." Gojo said, and just as he was about to sit down Aizawa cleared his throat, getting everyone's attention as he spoke up.
"Thank you Satoru Gojo. I do agree with you on the no noise part. Now get out of my class and go to the principals office. You have some visitors."
'...Uh oh.' Was the one thought all of them had collectively and at the same time Satoru let out a groan.
Gojo took his book and stationary and immediately disappeared as he had warped across the class to the door and walked out, a faint blur of blue all they were able to see.
"Damn... wish I could warp...Its so manly." Kirishima said, the rest agreeing with the first part, but questioning the second.
"Now the rest of you, as Satoru suggested, just vote for someone who should be Class President." As he spoke, the tired man was getting something from under his desk from under the table
He put a large box on the table infront of the class with neatly cut out pieces of paper next to it.
"You will come here, one by one, and write down the persons name you think should be Class President, put the paper down and in the box and then the next come and does it the same. Then at the end we count all the votes.
The person you have to vote for, must be a responsible individual and someone who can be a representative of the Hero course class 1-A. Don't vote a friend, vote someone who you want leading the class."
The class was quiet when he finished, everyone now thinking to themselves, considering the options, wanting to make not just the right choice, but the most logical one as well.
First came Kirishima, he stood up, walked to the front, took the paper and wrote it on, folded it then put it in the box and went back to his seat.
'... Who to vote... Bakugo is not an option, the rest of the us men are either to underwhelming or just don't fit the position...' Iida thought to himself
'That leaves... Satoru, Me... perhaps Shoto as the only reasonable choices...pf course theres the women but...' He looked up from his seat.
'Momo is the most obvious choice... maybe Uraraka...' he concluded narrowing his lost down to five possible people.
Meanwhile, slowly, one by one people came to the front and left, all having voted, some others still in their seats, nervous about making the right choice.
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Satoru Gojo was warping down each hall, seeing this as training to test how good his warping really is.
'My main limiting factor is line of sight... It does make sense but... There must be a way to bypass that.' He thought to himself.
The truth of Satoru's Warping, was that it was an advanced form of his Infinity.
By simply compressing two points in space together and using Blue for its attraction ability, he's able to effectively 'skip' across the distance a normal person would have to walk or run.
"Looks like this is it." Gojo said as he had warped to the staff room door. He stood outside it to catch his breath for but a moment.
'More stamina... what else can I do to train it.' He thought to himself as he opened the door and walked in.
The rather nice staff room, a door to the right with the words "Principle Nezu" on the door, a table in the center of the room, a few cupboards with draws, coffee machines and file cabinets. Across the room from Nezus door was another one with the words "Computer Lab" written on it.
Satoru looks around, then at the large window to at the end of the room withna beautiful vrie of the campus.
"Nice veiw." He commented at he walked towards Nezus door, and opened it.
A small furry little creature was sitting at the main desk at the other wall in the room, four different screens and two tablets with a few paperwork files on the egde of the table.
The rather luxurious room, again with a large floor to ceiling window overlooking the quad and a few classrooms. What caught Satoeus eye the most wete the two figures in the room, one who sat on the couches infront of the main table and the other standing with files in his hands, both turned away from him.
Nezu then jumped onto his desk a comb in hand as he pointed at him. "Gojo Satoru, thank you for coming in. We would love to speak to you."
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