Chapter 4: First Day of School
Optimus: "This goes here... no that doesn't seem right... Maybe tuck it into this hole then... No that won't work... Scrap. This is harder than it looks."
Optimus sighed as he stared at himself in the mirror of his dorm room. He was wearing U.A.'s school uniform. He heard Miko say that schools in Japan required people to wear uniforms, one of the reasons she liked the U.S. so much, they didn't make her wear, as she called them, 'those prissy uniforms'.
Two months had passed since the entrance exam. During that time Optimus was getting ready for the school year. Getting all his textbooks and school supplies, submitting costume ideas to the Support Department, doing more studying, training, etc. It was now April and school was starting today. Optimus had showered, changed, and collected all his supplies. But one thing stood in the Last Prime's way.
He didn't know how to tie a necktie.
Being recently human, Optimus didn't have much experience with clothing. He mostly wore the clothes he arrived in this world with, with some comfortable sleepwear. This was his first time wearing something as nice as a uniform, and consequently, his first time tying a necktie. He had watched several videos on how to do it, but that wasn't helping all that much.
To others, this would have been funny. The great Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots, last of the Primes, and Savior of Earth and Cybertron is defeated by a mere necktie. He knew Ironhide would have a field day.
Thinking about his old friend brought a frown to his face, how he failed to save him during the exodus from Cybertron. He closed his eyes and shook his head.
Optimus: "Focus."
Optimus told himself as he pocketed the tie. He would figure out the piece of cloth later. Right now it would be best if he got to class.
Grabbing his school bag, he moved to exit the door, hand on the knob. Before he opened it, he took a breath to calm himself. If all those Earth movies Jack, Miko, and Raf showed him taught him one thing it was that he was about to enter a place that no amount of training could prepare him for. A soul-bruising, confidence-crushing, apocalyptic environment:
High school.
Optimus had never been to the main campus building in the year he's been living in the dorms. Nezu had forbidden him from entering because he wasn't yet an official student, which was fine with Optimus. He would need to earn the privilege to walk in these school halls. He would've been lost but he thankfully found a map and was able to find his way to his classroom, 1-A.
Soon Optimus arrived and was surprised.
Optimus: That is a big door.
Indeed. The entrance to 1-A's classroom was very tall, not as tall as he was in his Cybertronian form but close. Optimus figured it must be for people whose Quirks make them very tall. That was considerate of U.A.
He entered the classroom and saw there were 21 seats in rows of 5, 6 tables for the row close to the window, and 5 for the rest. Seeing as there was no one else here, not even the teacher, Optimus took the odd seat in the very back. His eyesight as a human was perfect so there would be no need for him to sit so close to the front. He'd let his classmates have that advantage.
He sat down and waited for class to begin. He looked at the clock and saw he was there almost an hour before school started. He guessed those habits of being early from his days as an archivist and a soldier stuck with him in his human body.
Optimus then took a look out the window. The Sun had just risen over the horizon, illuminating the city of Mustafa. Cars were back up in traffic and people were walking on the road without a care in the world. The birds were flying in the air, some perches on branches, enjoying the quiet.
As Optimus observed the morning routine of the city, he had one thought: He didn't belong here.
And it wasn't because he wasn't completely human, nor that he came from another dimension. It was because this world, despite its flaws, was peaceful. There was no immediate threat. No wars threatening them. No signs of impending doom. It is in a state of peace. And it was precisely that reason why Optimus felt so out of place.
He knew what he was: a soldier. He has been for countless eons. It was battle after battle. Every day a constant struggle for survival, not knowing if he would live the next day. He had moments of rest, but it was ruined by the reminder that the war would still be there the next day. He's been fighting for so long and lost so much that he was used to being in war. So to suddenly be in a place where he didn't even have to think about preparing for a war made him feel out of place.
That doesn't mean he didn't wish for peace. His whole reason for fighting was to bring peace to Cybertron and Earth. To end the war so that no more lives would be lost. But it was only now that when he achieved said peace and didn't have to worry about fighting in a war, that he had no idea what to do with himself.
If he's being honest, he was slightly relieved when he realized he would have to give his life to allow Cybertron to allow life to flourish again. At least it meant that he wouldn't have to worry about finding something new to do with his life. He could have gone back to being an archivist, but after everything he'd been through, he had changed far too much to go back to that former life. He could have taken charge and led Cybertron, but he didn't want that. He didn't want to be the leader of his people during a time of peace. He wasn't sure how he would lead them, after fighting for so long.
Not knowing what to do with himself now that the war was over. It honestly scared him.
That was another reason why he accepted Nezu's offer to come to U.A. While he wouldn't be a soldier or fight in any wars, not that he wanted to, he was relieved to at least have a sense of purpose and a goal to work towards. But it was in moments like these when he looked out at the city that made him wonder: what would come after he achieves his goals? If he does end up helping change hero society and stop this threat Alpha Trion warned him about, what would he do next?
What would be his reason for living?
???: Ah! It's you!
Optimus was pulled from his thoughts and turned from the window to the class entrance where a familiar young man stood.
Tenya: I figured if anyone would get here before me, it would have to be you.
Optimus: Really? I didn't think I gave off that impression.
Optimus admitted as he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. The young man spoke again, this time chopping his arms like a robot for no apparent reason.
Tenya: Of course you do! After everything I've seen in the entrance exam, you give off the air of someone who wouldn't waste their time on trivial things.
Optimus: I do? "What does he mean by trivial things?"
Tenya nodded but then looked sheepish as he rubbed his arms. He then took a deep breath, and before Optimus could ask what was wrong, he bowed at a perfect 90-degree angle.
Tenya: I would like to apologize! I'm sorry for my behavior towards you before the Entrance Exam. I had pegged you as some sort of delinquent or troublemaker. But I see now that I have completely misjudged you. You recognized something more in the Entrance Exam, something that completely flew over my head. As a student and a prospective hero, you are far superior to me. I only ask that you–
Optimus: I forgive you.
Tenya blinked as he looked up from his bow and saw Optimus smiling down at him. He didn't expect his apology to be accepted that fast.
Tenya: Y-You do? Just like that?
Optimus: Why shouldn't I? It would be wrong for me not to accept after you came and apologized sincerely.
Tenya: B-But I was so rude to you and your friend?
Optimus: I know your words came not from a place of malice, but rather from a deep respect for U.A. and what it represents. You wanted to make sure to honor that history, which is something I understand. However, I will admit there are better ways to do that than criticizing others for not meeting your standards.
Tenya: Yes. I see now that it may not have been the best move. Even more so after talking with my brother. But then how would I get others to see what an amazing honor it is to walk among these halls?
Optimus: I would suggest leading by example. Emulate the attributes U.A. promotes in your life, and you will do well to honor the school and the standards it seeks to impart in all of us.
Tenya's eyes widened in awe at the suggestion. It made perfect sense. If people saw him follow the rules perfectly then surely they would understand the honor that comes from attending U.A.
Tenya: Thank you once again! Your superiority to me is even clearer to me now!
Optimus: It is not my intention to be superior to you or anyone else. We are all equals, all striving to become heroes to protect others. There is no need for one to be better than the other, despite what society tries to make us believe. Plus...
Optimus then rubbed his neck sheepishly.
Optimus: I must confess that while I did suspect a hidden aspect of the exam, I did not know of the rescue points until shortly after the exam. And it was only after a massive hint from a friend of mine. So I am in no way superior to you.
Tenya: "He's not only strong and insightful but also humble and kind. He's like my brother, but more."
Optimus: Besides it is not me you should apologize to, but to Izuku, the boy you were yelling at.
Tenya looked down in shame as he remembered the spikey-haired freckle boy. He too had misjudged him, thinking he was some loudmouth who sought to ruin the experience of U.A. for others. But that all changed when he saw him rushing to save a girl who was trapped under some fallen debris from the Zero Pointer. He then knew that he was both a student and a hero who was superior to him.
Tenya: I know. I'll be sure to apologize to him the next time I see him. Hopefully, we have the same class.
Optimus: I am glad to hear that.
He then surprised Tenya by holding out his hand.
Optimus: Let us start over. My name is Optimus Prime. What is yours?
Tenya looked at the hand for a moment, pondering over his name, before smiling and shaking it.
Tenya: My name is Tenya Iida from Somei Private Academy. It's a pleasure to meet you Prime.
Optimus: There is no need to be so formal with me Tenya. Simply call me Optimus.
Tenya: Of course Prime!
Optimus: "You still didn't."
After that, more and more students began to walk in, and some surprised the Prime greatly. One was a tall figure who had multiple different arms and no real mouth. Another had a bird head for a, well, head. And another was just a pair of floating clothes.
Optimus had to admit he was bewildered by the appearance of some of his new classmates. He knew that Quirks could cause a vast array of different mutations, but he never saw them up close, besides Nezu, who was unique among Quirk mutations.
Optimus: "Then again, I am an alien robot lifeform from another dimension who was transformed into a human. So who am I to judge?"
???: Well well, this is a surprise. I didn't expect to see you here.
Optimus then turned to the voice who spoke to him and his eyes widened when he saw a familiar face.
Optimus: Momo Yaoyorozu.
The girl's eyes widened.
Momo: You remembered my name?
Optimus: Of course. How could I forget my savior who paid for my meal? Speaking of...
Optimus reached into his pants and pulled out a wallet Nezu gave him. He then pulled out some of the money Nezu lent him to help pay for himself.
Optimus: Here is the money I owe you from that time. I added a little extra to cover the amount of time it took me to pay you back.
Momo: Oh you don't need to do that? I was happy to help you that day.
Optimus: Please. I insist.
Momo tried to refuse, but seeing the kind determination in Optimus' bright blue eyes, she couldn't help but cave. She took the money.
Momo: Very well. Maybe Uncle Donald will appreciate more money for his Money Suit?
She muttered the last part to herself but Optimus heard her.
Optimus: "Who would make a suit out of money?"I'm pleasantly surprised to see you here among us Momo. I didn't know you had taken the Entrance Exam.
Momo was slightly caught off guard by the use of her first name, but this Optimus did look Western, and people do call each other by their first names in the West. But she quickly composed herself and answered his question.
Momo: That's because I took the Recommended Exam, a specialized exam for students who were given recommendations by alumni or the faculty.
Optimus seemed to recall there was such a thing, as Nezu had offered him the chance to take said exam instead of the normal one. But Optimus refused, rather wanting to earn his place instead of having his place all but secured. But he didn't find any fault with those who took the recommended exam. After all, they must've been strong and full of potential to be recommended by a full-fledged hero. And he certainly didn't hold anything against Momo.
Momo: Oh you're tie is crooked.
Optimus looked away embarrassed. He hoped no one would notice.
Optimus: Yes it is. Sadly I haven't worn anything as nice as a uniform before, so I don't have much practice with tying a necktie.
Momo: "He must be from a poor family then. That would explain why he didn't have money to pay for the meal at first." Would you like me to assist you?
Optimus looked surprised before smiling.
Optimus: I would very much appreciate that Momo.
Momo soon got to work to help Optimus with his tie, going slowly so that he could follow along and do it himself in the future. As she was helping him, she couldn't help but notice how well the uniform fit him.
Momo: "He must work out a lot."
She also looked at his face watching her hands work on her tie. Those big blue eyes stared at her hands, watching and recording her every movement in his mind. A part of her wanted them to look directly at her instead of one aspect. But at least it wasn't 'that' aspect he was staring at, she already got enough of that from perverts.
She soon finished.
Momo: There. Perfect.
Optimus took a look at the tie. The way she went about doing it and even explaining the process bit by bit was so much better than the videos he looked up on the internet. She was a natural at things like this.
He looked up at her and gave her a big smile.
Optimus: Thank you, Momo.
Momo couldn't keep the blush off her cheeks no matter how hard she tried. The way he thanked her sounded so genuine, more so than the 'thank yous' she received from other people growing up, people who wanted her and her Quirk for something. But Optimus' thanks were real and sincere, and for something so small too. She gave her a smile of her own.
Momo: You're welcome, Optimus.
Tenya: Get you're feet off the desk right now!
???: And why should I four-eyes?
The two turned to look and saw Tenya lecturing an ash blonde boy who was lazily putting his feet on the desk he was sitting at. A boy Optimus knew.
Optimus: Katsuki?
Momo: You know them?
Optimus: Somewhat. Excuse me Momo. I should go and de-escalate this before it turns into something worse.
He soon left her and began walking toward the arguing pair.
As for Katsuki, he was in a rather sour mood. He wasn't having the grand start to U.A. like he thought he would.
First off, some jerkwad by the name of 'Optimus Prime' went and stole his first place in the Entrance Exam. Seriously, what kind of name is 'Optimus', and how dare they try and steal his first place? When he met them he'd make them pay!
Second, Deku somehow managed to cheat his way into U.A. He didn't know how that Quirkless loser was able to do it, but he did. He tried confronting about it, but Deku surprised him by standing up to him. Whatever, he'd put that nerd in his place soon enough.
Finally, this four-eyed elitist had the balls to tell him what to do! No one tells him what to do except his old man and the hag, and even then he'll do it begrudgingly. If this extra knows what's good for him, he'll back off.
Tenya was frustrated. It was the first day and this newcomer was already disrespecting the desks their upperclassman used. He wanted to go off on this delinquent but then remembered Optimus' advice. He took a deep breath to calm himself down.
Tenya: Let's start over. My name is Tenya Iida, from Somei Private Academy.
Katsuki: Somei, huh? So you think you're an elitist? How about I blow you to bits?
Tenya: Blow me to bits? Are you sure you're in the right place?
Optimus: If he passed the entrance exam, then I believe he is.
Both boys turned and saw Optimus walk up to them. Tenya was about to greet him when Katsuko spoke up.
Katsuki: Robo-Boy? Did you manage to pass the exam?
Tenya: Robo-Boy?! This person has a name! And it's–
Optimus: It's alright Tenya.
Optimus quickly calmed his friend down by placing a hand on his shoulder. He then turned his attention to Katsuki.
Optimus: Yes I did. And so have you. Well done.
Katsuki huffed.
Katsuki: Those robots were weak. They were nothing in front of my explosions. But I'm not too surprised to see you did.
Katsuki had to admit, that if there was anyone he knew would pass the exams other than him, it was Robo-Boy. The guy had skill and knew best how to use his Quirk. Fighting robots meant he didn't need to hold back. Still weaker than him though. He glanced at the entrance, and his scowl returned much fiercer than ever before.
The other two followed his gaze and saw Izuku standing at the door, looking nervous.
Izuku: Oh! Uh... hello.
Optimus smiled as he went to greet his friend.
Optimus: Hello Izuku, I am glad to see you are here today. I knew we would see each other in U.A.
Izuku: Y-You did? How so?
Before Optimus could say anything, Tenya interrupted them as he began stomping toward them.
Tenya: Good morning. My name is Tenya Iida from So–
Izuku: I heard you the first time. I'm Izuku Midoriya. It's super nice to meet you.
Tenya: Midoriya, you saw there was something more to the entrance exam didn't you? I must admit, I completely misjudged you. As a student, you are far superior to me. And I apologize for my actions to you, both in the auditorium and before the exam. Please forgive me.
As Tenya bowed to Izuku, the green-haired human looked shocked someone was apologizing to him. This was a first. Optimus however looked on with a proud smile, glad to see Tenya was willing to admit when he was wrong.
Izuku: I-It's okay! Really! I forgive you! And to be honest, I didn't know anything about the rescue points.
Tenya looked shocked.
Tenya: That means you acted instinctively without the desire to advance yourself. You truly are the shining example of heroism Midoriya!
Izuku was unaccustomed to all this praise. He didn't know how to react.
???: Hey, I recognize that hair! Falling boy.
Izuku turned around and froze when he saw the nice girl from the Entrance Exam. The one who was willing to give him some of her points to help him. If he remembered from the video, her name was Ochaco Uraraka.
Ochaco: That was so cool how you just jumped and smashed that big robot with one punch!
She exclaimed excitedly, using her hands for emphasis.
Izuku: "She looks really good in that uniform." O-Oh it was no big deal.
Izuku tried to play it off, his face read like a tomato. Optimus looked concerned. He remembered June Darby telling him signs of human sickness, one of them being a red face.
Ochaco: And you, the robot guy who caught him! I'm sorry, what was your name again?
Optimus: I am Opt–
???: If you're here to make friends, then you're in the wrong place.
Optimus was cut off as all eyes soon went to the floor and they saw a man wrapped in a yellow sleeping bag pull out a juice box and take a sip. He then unzipped the bag and stepped out, showing his unkept black hair and tired eyes. He was dressed in all black with a grey scarf around his neck.
He was dressed in all black with a grey scarf around his neck
Optimus: "Is this man alright?"
???: It took you a full 8 seconds to quiet down. Not good enough. Everyone get to your seats.
Nobody moved at the hobo's words.
???: Get to your seats. Now.
Everyone complied.
The man then walked up to the podium and introduced himself.
Aizawa: My name is Shouta Aizawa. I'm your homeroom teacher.
Class 1-A: "Teacher?!"
The Class was shocked. This hobo was a school teacher?! Did U.A. just allow anyone to become a teacher here?!
Even Optimus was surprised. He didn't expect the best hero school to have such a man as a teacher. Then again, it did have a chimera as a principal. Also, that name, Aizawa, was one he heard from Nezu before.
Before the school year began, Nezu pulled Optimus aside and gave him a rundown of the people who would be teaching him this year. He highly praised every one of them, but he had a special opinion about Aizawa. Nezu confessed that Aizawa's way of teaching was unorthodox and could be seen as harsh by others. When Optimus asked why he was still a teacher, Nezu confessed that while his teaching methods may be extreme, he couldn't argue that most of the best students to come from U.A. in recent years were the ones who had Aizawa as their homeroom teacher for at least one year.
Optimus was intrigued to see whatever this man had planned for him and his classmates
As it turns out, he had planned a Quirk assessment test. Not that he told them at first. He just handed them their gym uniforms and told them to get changed and head outside, then left. Optimus saw no point in wasting time and moved to get change first, preferably before anyone could see him and his scars. He wouldn't want to ruin the others' first day.
After everyone had changed, they all met outside and that's where Aizawa, with a softball in hand, announced the Quirk Assessment.
Ochaco: But what about Orientation? Or the opening ceremony? We'll miss it.
Aizawa: A waste of time. One of U.A.'s major selling points is its flexibility with how we teachers can conduct our classes.
Optimus: "That would explain how you can get away with all the unorthodox things Nezu must've mentioned."
Aizawa: Throughout elementary school and middle school, you were banned from using your Quirks in any physical activities. A waste if you'd ask me. Today, we're gonna see what you're all capable of with your Quirks. Prime?
Optimus: Yes sir?
Aizawa: You scored first place on the Practical Exam, is that right?
Optimus: Yes sir.
The whole class looked at him in shock. The guy just so casually admitted he scored top place in the most elite hero school in the industry. None were as shocked as Katsuki.
Katsuki: "What the heck?! Robo-Boy beat me in the exams?! No way! Sure the guy seemed tough, but there's no way he could overpower my explosions! He must've cheated!"
Aizawa: What was your record for a ball throw in middle school?
Optimus: I'm afraid I cannot say.
Aizawa's eyes narrowed.
Aizawa: Why? Is it considered private or classified?
Optimus: It is because I did not do any sort of ball throwing in middle school. Nor did I even attend middle school in the first place.
That confession caused everyone to look at him in confusion.
Aizawa: So where'd you get most of your education if you came to be one of the top scorers on the written test as well?
Optimus: I was taught mostly by the head librarian from the library where I worked growing up.
It wasn't a lie. Most of his education and knowledge came from Alpha Trion during his time as a clerk in the Iacon of Hall of Records.
The entire class had dropped their jaws. The top scorer used to work in a library before coming to U.A.?! He didn't even attend middle school. Izuku, Ochaco, and Tenya were all shocked that someone of Optimus' skill could come from such a humble background. As for Katsuki...
Katsuki: "I GOT BEAT BY A FRICKEN LIBRARIAN?!"
He wasn't taking it well.
Aizawa sighed.
Aizawa: I see, well just throw the ball normally first. Then use your Quirk.
Optimus: Understood sir.
Aizawa let Optimus take the ball and walked up the circle. Optimus took a second to loosen up his arm. In all honesty, he wasn't sure he could a good enough score. Back on Cybertron, they did have many sports involving balls and Energon spheres. But Optimus spent all his time in the library or with Megatronus so he couldn't play many games. He did play some that his friends managed to rope him into, but he wasn't all that good. Still being able to play games with the likes of Ironhide, Megatronus, and Elita without a care in the world was a happy memory to the Human Prime.
Too bad that daydream ended when Aizawa spoke again.
Aizawa: We don't have all-day Prime. Just throw the ball.
Optimus sighed, disappointed in himself that he let himself get distracted by the past. He then pulled back his arm and threw the ball with all his might, much like he saw those pitchers do on Earth. The ball went flying for quite a distance before landing.
Aizawa looked at a distance gauge device in his hand and showed the distance to the class: 140.2 meters.
Class 1-A: Woah!
???: That's such a high number for not using his Quirk.
???: Isn't that more than the current world record for farthest farthest-thrown pitch?
???: Yeah, I think the author made it that high to show how much stronger Optimus is compared to a base human without using his Quirk.
???: Are you breaking the fourth wall?
???: ... Possibly.
Izuku, Tenya, Ochaco, and Momo were all surprised. Optimus threw the ball way over a hundred meters and didn't even use his Quirk. Katsuki just scoffed, though he was slightly jealous this extra's throw was better than his baseline. A dual-colored hair boy with white and red hair narrowed his heterochromia eyes at the Prime.
Aizawa had a bored expression on his face. But inside he was surprised. He heard from Recovery Girl that this student's body was unique compared to the others, starting with his blood. But there was more to it than that.
Aizawa: Try again with your Quirk.
Optimus: Yes sir.
Optimus then picked up a new ball and looked at his right hand, taking a deep breath.
Optimus: Transform!
His whole right arm then took on the look of his Cybertronian form. His classmates all stared in awe at the metallic limb.
???: So cool!
???: Is that his Quirk? Wonder what it can do?
???: How'd it change like that though?
???: I think the author wanted to leave the way the limbs transform ambiguous to let the readers decide for themselves how they transform from flesh to metal.
??? You're doing it again.
???: ... Dang it!
Optimus paid the comments no mind as he pulled his cybertronian arm back and threw the ball into the air. This time a huge gust of wind came from the strength of his throw. Everyone had to cover their faces.
The ball stored through the sky, going higher and further away until it was out of sight. The whole group waited in silence as they turned to Aizawa. He looked at his phone, eyes slightly wide as he showed them the score.
1986.8 Meters.
The class balked. That was more than 10 times the amount of his first throw.
???: He threw it almost 2 kilometers!
???: That looks like fun! I want to try it!
Izuku had pulled out his notebook (from Primus knows where) and started scribbling away many notes.
Izuku: Sohisroboticlimbsdon'tjustallowhimtochangehishandsandfeetintoweaponsbuttheyalsoincreasehisstrength.Wonderhowmuchofhisbodyhecantransform?FromwhatIrememberoftheSludgeVillain,hecouldonlytransformfromtheelbowdown,nowhecancoverhiswholearm.Wonderifhecouldonedaytransformerhiswholebody?
As Izuku delved into one of his famous mutter storms, scaring several people, Momo looked at the robotic limbs in awe.
Momo: "Incredible. What type of metal is that? It seems so alive, and he doesn't seem to be hindered by it at all. It looks so... alien."
The heterochromia boy's eyes narrowed even further. This was Shoto Todoroki, son of the Number 2 Hero Endeavor, and the other student who got in through recommendations.
Shoto: "Seems like I've met a powerful rival."
Shoto then took a moment to look at his left hand and clenched his fist hard.
Shoto: "If I beat him, I can prove that I won't need his Quirk to become a hero."
Aizawa: 'It looks fun', huh?
All the students focused back on the teacher at his words. The way he sounded, made it seem like he took pleasure in causing pain.
Aizawa: You have three years to become a hero... Will you have an attitude like that the whole time? All right, the one who comes in last place in all tests will be judged to have zero potential and be expelled from U.A., effective immediately.
That sent a shock through the whole crowd of students. Many of them cried out in outrage at such a punishment and many began to look afraid. It was then that Optimus realized what Nezu meant when he said Aizawa's methods could be considered extreme.
Ochaco: But we just got here! It's the first day! That's not fair!
Aizawa: And natural disasters are? What about Villain attacks? Highway accidents? War?
Optimus flinched when Aizawa said the last one, something the teacher caught before continuing to make his point.
Aizawa: The world is full of unfair things. It's your job as heroes to combat that unfairness every day. The kitty gloves are off. If you want to be heroes, you need to push through your comfort zone. That's our school's motto. Go beyond. Plus ultra. Your fate is in your hands. Now... show me what you can do.
Many of the students still looked fearful. they all thought after all the hard work they put into the Entrance Exams, then they would be able to attend U.A. with no more problems. But now they're faced with this threat of expulsion.
Optimus: He's right.
Everyone looked at Optimus, shocked that he was agreeing with the teacher.
Optimus: This world is full of unfairness. Full of sorrow and tragedy, much of it brought about on purpose. Our duty as heroes is to fight against the world's unfairness. To stand as the first and last line of defense against it and the innocent. If we were to falter in our conviction now, we would have failed before we ever truly began. And bring disgrace to the word hero.
Many of his classmates felt a fire burning in their souls. Even Katsuki felt inspired by his words. Izuku especially. Given the fact he couldn't completely control One For All, he was worried he would fail the tests, but Optimus' words filled him with confidence once again.
Optimus then looked at Aizawa, a fiery determination in his blue eyes.
Optimus: You wish us to show you what we are made of? Then we will show you... there is more to us than meets the eye.
Aizawa, for the first time in a long time, had nothing to say. He was impressed. Most of the brats he taught would be peeing their pants after his declaration, worrying so much about how they're gonna pass.
But not this kid. His whole body, the way he carried himself, and the tone in his voice carried a powerful confidence Aizawa would see in only the most seasoned Pro Heroes. His words had an instant effect on his classmates, lifting their spirits and sparking a fire inside them, more so than his threat of expulsion.
Aizawa: "Maybe you were onto something after all Nezu."
And with that, the Quirk Assessment Test began.
50-Meter Dash
Many of the students with speed-based Quirks like Tenya managed to ace this part of the exam. Optimus transformed his legs and went into Maximum Overdrive to clear the dash in 2.5 seconds.
Tenya's pride as a speedster took a hit.
Grip Strength
The students grasp a hand-held device that reads the force their grip exhibits in kilograms. Mezo Shoji, a tall student with multiple arms got the best score of 540 kg.
CRUSH!
Everyone looked to see Optimus, his right hand transformed, holding the remains of the shattered grip measuring device.
Optimus: ... Oops.
Aizawa: You're fine.
Standing Long Jump
Optimus transformed his legs and used the wheels to get a running start before using the Energon in his blood to give his jump a boost that sent him well past the sandbox, clearing it with ease.
Others weren't so lucky.
Side Steps
Optimus didn't use his Quirk for this, but he was in the top three for this test. The only ones who did better than him were Katsuki and this short kid with purple balls on his head.
Ball Throw
Katsuki: DIE!
BOOM
Katsuki screamed as he sent a ball flying into the air with his Explosion Quirk. Gaining an impressive distance of 705.2 meters. But for Katsuki, it wasn't enough.
Katsuki: "Still under Robo-Boy's score. It's not even halfway close to it. Dang it!"
Katsuki was frustrated. He'd thought he'd dominate these tests and show these extras who the future Number 1 Hero was. But Robo-Boy has been outperforming him in most of the tests so far, something that was not okay in the mind of Katsuki Bakugou.
Optimus, who was sitting out from this test because he had already taken it, was standing beside Tenya, Izuku, and Momo looking quite confused.
Optimus: Is it normal for one to scream 'die' when throwing a ball? Should I have done that?
Izuku: Well... Let's just say it's more normal for Kacchan to do it than anyone else.
Optimus: Ah, I see. Thank you Izuku.
Izuku seemed not to register the thanks as he looked down in contemplation, something Optimus caught. The Prime's speech might've helped light a fire in Izuku, but his performance on the tests so far seemed to have diminished it. Optimus was curious about why he hadn't yet used his Quirk, but he recalled in the Entrance Exam that when he did use it, he ended up breaking his limbs.
Optimus: "He just needs to find some way to channel his power so that it doesn't injure him too much."
If only Ratchet or Preceptor were here. They'd probably find a way to help Izuku in a flash.
Next up was Ochaco, who lightly touched the ball with her hands before lightly throwing it in the air. The ball kept going and going, showing no sign of hitting the ground. Aizwaw turned and showed the score on the phone.
Class 1-A: Infinity?!
Optimus: It makes sense, considering her power removes the gravity from anything she touches.
As Ochaco came back, Izuku walked forward and took the softball in his hands, looking at it in contemplation.
Tenya: If Midoriya doesn't start taking things seriously, he'll be going home.
Katsuki: Of course, he's gonna go home! He's a Quirkless loser!
Those nearby looked at Katsuki in shock.
Tenya: He has a Quirk. Did you not hear about what he did in the Entrance Exam?
Katsuki: Huh?
He hadn't.
Optimus however found this comment interesting. It didn't seem like Katsuki was lying either, but he was there, he saw Izuku use his power against the Zero Pointer, but it had left him with broken bones. He didn't think someone who had their Quirk all their life would allow that trend to continue. Unless he didn't have it all his life.
Optimus: "So he either breaking his bones has been something of a constant since he was young, or his power came in recently."
The Prime then had the feeling they were being watched. He tilted his head slightly and saw All Might looking in at them. He heard the Number One Hero was meant to become a teacher here, but why was he staring so intently at their class, plus his gaze seemed to linger on Izuku specifically.
Optimus: "Hmm... Interesting."
Izuku took preparations to throw, his arm glowing ready to throw. Optimus' eyes widened.
Optimus: "Wait. Is he going to break his arm, this soon?!"
If he did that, he wouldn't be able to do any other tests. He moved to stop him but was too late as Izuku threw the ball...
... Only for it to land 42 meters away from them, much to Izuku and Optimus' confusion.
Izuku: What?! But I was sure I activated–
Aizawa: I erased your Quirk.
Everyone turned to see Aizawa, but he didn't look anything like the lazy teacher they saw this morning. He looked like he could go several rounds with an Insecticon and come out on top every time. His scarf floated around him, his hair caught in an invisible wind, and his eyes glowing red.
Aizawa: The Entrance Exam was not rational enough. Letting a kid like you enter.
Izuku stared at his teacher. Then a flash of recognition entered his mind
Izuku: Erase my Quirk? Those goggles, I recognize them. You're the eraser hero Eraserhead! The underground hero who doesn't like media attention because you believe it hinders your work!
Optimus' mind recognized the term. Underground Hero. They were heroes who operated more in the shadows than out in the opening, taking care of threats unseen by the public, much like he and his Autobots were Robots in Disguise. In his mind, those types were more in line with what a hero is. Someone who works not for recognition or glory, but simply because it's the right thing to do. And one of those heroes was his homeroom teacher with the power to erase Quirks. He looked down at his hand.
Optimus: "Could he erase my transformations then?"
Despite everyone calling his abilities a Quirk, he had his doubts. Since these abilities belonged to his original body, he doubted they could be classified as a mere Quirk. But there was one way to find out. He put these thoughts out of his mind as he focused back in on Izuku and Aizawa's conversation.
Aizawa: So you've done your homework, good for you. From what I can tell, you can't control your Quirk, can you? Do you intend to become incapacitated and have someone save you again?
Izuku: No! That wasn't my–AH!
He was cut off when Aizawa's scarf wrapped itself around Izuku and pulled him closer.
Aizawa: Whatever your intention, I'm saying that's what those around you will be forced to do! In the past there was an oppressively passionate hero who saved a thousand lives by himself, becoming a legend. You have the same reckless valor, but with the way things are now, you'll be decked and become useless after saving one person. Midoriya, with your power, you can't become a hero.
Izuku felt as if his world was shattered. He had no words. He thought after inheriting All Might's power, he could save people just like him. But Aizawa was right. If he couldn't control his Quirk, the only thing he was gonna be was a burden. Useless, just like he was for most of his life.
SLICE
Before he could dwell any further on his plight, the carbon fiber scarf holding Izuku was suddenly cut like butter by a glowing orange blade coming down between him and Aizawa severing the two from each other. The entire class looked mortified at the action. As for Aizawa...
Aizawa: You better have a good explanation for this Prime.
He asked in the coldest voice anyone had heard from him, sending a shiver down everyone's spines. As Optimus transformed his hand to normal, he stared back at his teacher, unflinching in the presence of his gaze or the sound of his voice.
Optimus: I do, Mr. Aizawa.
Aizawa: I can't imagine what excuse you could give that can save you from this. Attacking a teacher can lead to immediate expulsion. Not even Nezu could save you.
Optimus: With all due respect Mr. Aizawa, I did not attack you. Rather I attacked the scarf that you used to bind Izuku.
Aizawa: And why would you do that?
Optimus: Because you are wrong.
Aizawa raised an eyebrow daring.
Aizawa: I'm 'wrong'?
Optimus: Yes, you are. There is truth in what you say though. If Izuku cannot master his power, he will end up only being a burden to others.
Izuku looked down at that.
Optimus: However, isn't that the purpose of U.A. To teach us how to hone our powers and to use them safely. And besides, you forget that control over power isn't what makes someone a hero.
Aizawa: And what does?
Optimus: The will to act when someone is in danger, regardless of the consequences. Something I know without a doubt Izuku will do.
Izuku looked up at Optimus in awe, surprised to see someone standing up so strongly for them. The class themselves also looked on in amazement to see someone standing up to their scary teacher. Katsuki just looked confused, wondering why someone would go so far to help that Quirkless nerd.
Aizawa: Be that as it may, it still doesn't change the fact that the moment he uses his Quirk, he's effectively useless after that. Those with one-shot Quirks are the ones who die first.
Optimus: You are correct, however, if you give Izuku a chance, then I promise he will surprise you. And if that is not enough, then I propose a wager.
Shocked cries ran through everyone in Class 1-A.
Aizawa: You want to make a bet with me?
Optimus: Yes. If Izuku can produce a satisfactory result in this and the remaining tests, you will take back your statement and apologize.
Aizawa: And if he doesn't?
Optimus: Then you may expel both him and me, regardless of my place in the tests, for my actions earlier.
More gasps of shock went through the crowd. Even All Might was surprised. To see someone showing such faith in his successor and willing to risk his spot in the hero course because of his faith, was heartwarming for the Pro Hero to see.
Izuku went pale. He couldn't accept this! He couldn't let Optimus sacrifice his place in the hero course, not for him!
Izuku: No! You can't do this Opti–
Aizawa: I accept.
Again, the students froze. Their teacher so easily accepted the bet?! Why?! He then tossed the ball to Izuku.
Aizawa: I was gonna give him another chance anyway. Remember you're part of the wager.
He then walked away. Izuku then turned to Optimus with a panicked expression.
Izuku: Why would you do that?! You're willing to give up something you worked so hard on, for me?! Look you have to change Mr. Aizawa's mind somehow! I can't do this! I'll only be ruining both of our–
He was cut off when Optimus placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Izuku stared into his blue eyes, seeing the confidence and compassion in them. A smile was on Optimus' face, one that a younger sibling would find in a big brother.
Optimus: I believe in you Izuku.
That was all he said as he walked back to rejoin the class. One little sentence. Only five words. Yet they were words he'd never received from anyone, not even his mother, throughout his whole life until All Might. It felt so good to hear it from another person! He was tempted to cry right then and there.
As Optimus rejoined the others, he ignored the looks of disbelief and shock on his classmates as he focused on Izuku.
Tenya: Are you made Prime?!
Tenya shouted, chopping his arms furiously in the air.
Tenya: Not only did you attack a teacher at U.A., but you had the gall to make an actual bet that risks your place here! I had thought you were levelheaded, but was I this wrong?!
Momo: I agree. While what you did may be seen as noble from one perspective, it was incredibly immature from another.
Optimus rubbed the back of his head, giving an awkward laugh.
Optimus: In hindsight, I will admit that was a little reckless.
Everyone: "A little?!"
Optimus: However, when I see someone struggling, I cannot help but intervene. It's just how I was built it seems.
Many of the students looked at him in awe, but some were confused by his last statement. What did he mean 'built'?
Izuku took a deep breath to calm himself down before winding up his pitch and began to throw the ball.
Izuku: "Mr. Aizawa and Optimus were right about what they said. If I can't control my Quirk there's no way I can reach my full potential as a hero! For the first time in my life, people believe in me, All Might, Optimus, I can't let them down! I have to work way harder than everyone else here if I want to succeed! So with everything I've got, I'll focus on what I can do right now!"
Concentrating he focused the of One For All into his index finger, maximizing the power in that one part of his body. As he did so, he thought back to the words Optimus said at the beginning of the exam.
Izuku: "And show everyone, that there's more to me than meets the eye!" SMMAAASSSSHHHHH!
With a powerful yell, Izuku sent the ball flying high into the sky, much to the shock of his classmates, except Optimus, who had a proud smile on his face. He did it! He managed to control One For All, if only slightly. His finger was broken, but compared to his whole arm, he'd take it.
Izuku: "It hurts, but not as bad as before."
As the ball soon landed, the score on Aizawa's phone read 705.3 meters, 0.1 more than Katsuki's.
Izuku: Mr. Aizawa.
The teacher looked over at the green-haired boy and saw he was fighting back tears, clenching his fist.
Izuku: I'm still standing.
And then Aizawa smiled, not a sadistic, evil smile, but one that showed pleasant surprise at the outcome. Still looked creepy though.
Aizawa: This kid. "Maybe he could become a hero after all."
All Might, from his hiding place, looked on with a proud smile.
All Might: "I was worried about you young man, but you're doing a great job. You knew you needed to use One For All at full power but were able to concentrate it into a single finger for maximum output as opposed to your whole arm. What the heck Young Midoriya?! How did you go and get so cool?!"
The rest of the class was buzzed with amazement.
???: He threw it over 700 meters?!
Ochaco: Nice! He's finally showing us his true power!
Tenya: But his finger looks broken, much like his arms were? His Quirk is very odd.
Optimus: For now. But with enough training and hard work, I believe Izuku will be able to master his Quirk to avoid such injuries.
Momo: Let's hope you're right. I don't know how many times I could watch someone repeatedly break their body like that.
Optimus was about to respond when he felt something. A dark aura of anger and malice. With a strong desire to inflict harm on another. It was something he'd experienced countless times during the War for Cybertron and on Earth, mostly from Megatron whenever they battled.
Killing Intent.
And it was coming from Katsuki, who was staring at Izuku with such a shocked expression it was as if his jaw would have fallen off.
Katsuki: "What the heck was that?! If it was a Quirk he would have gotten it when we were kids! This is impossible! He's up to something. I'm getting to the bottom of this!"
Small explosions went off in his palms, something only Optimus noticed as his eyes widened.
Optimus: Katsuki don't–!
But the explosive teen ignored him as he charged at Izuku!
Katsuki: Hey! Deku! Tell me how you did that or you're dead!
Izuku screamed as Katsuki closed in on him. However before he could reach Izuku, the blond was pulled hard from the back of his collar and yanked down to the ground. As he tried to stand, a foot stomped on him to keep him down. Oh, he was gonna murder this extra for thinking they could just stomp all over him with no consequences!
Katsuki: Get off my you–
He shut up when he saw the high-tech blaster pointed directly at his face.
Optimus looked down at him with a fierce glare, the same one he saw during that time during the Sludge Villain. The one that made him feel small and weak, made him want to obey.
Soon though, whether it was bravery or stupidity, Katsuki spoke out.
Katsuki: Get off me if you want to live, Robo-Boy!
Optimus: Not until you calm down Katsuki.
Katsuki: Don't tell me what to do?! I'll blow you and your robot arms apart!
Optimus: Then by all means... try me.
Everyone looked in awe and some had a mix of fear. Optimus moved in the blink of an eye and pinned Katsuki to the ground and had him at gunpoint in less than two seconds.
Even Aizawa was surprised by Optimus' reaction speed, he was even faster than him with his scarf. But was surprised him even more so than his reaction, was the look in his eyes. They weren't that of an inexperienced youth who was naive to the world. No, these were the eyes of someone who had been through Hell and back multiple times, and come out stronger for it. A look only seen on the most experienced Pros.
Aizawa: "Who is this kid?"
He didn't buy much of the story Nezu gave to the staff. There was something off about this kid. He couldn't tell if it was something good or bad, but there was something not normal about this 'Optimus Prime', at least compared to the others. He'd need to keep an eye on him in the future.
But for now, he needed to stop this.
Aizawa: Okay that's enough. Prime, get off Bakugou, I'll use my Quirk and scarf to keep him in place.
Optimus merely stared Katsuki down for a long moment, almost like he didn't hear Aizawa. The teacher was about to repeat himself when Optimus transformed his hand back to normal and stepped off Bakugou.
Optimus: Very well, Mr. Aizawa. I am sorry for being so forceful with you Katsuki.
He held out his hand for Bakugou to take, only for the bomber to slap it away and move to his feet, glaring at the Prime. First, he takes him down like it was nothing, threatens him, and then offers to help him to his feet. It's official, Robo-Boy made it on Katsuki Bakugou's kill list right under Deku.
Speaking of Deku, he was about to rush him again when he was suddenly wrapped in Aizawa's scarf. He struggled to move, but couldn't. Even tried his explosives with no success.
Katsuki: What's this scarf made out of?
Aizawa: Carbon Fiber. Now will you calm down, my Quirk gives me a serious dry eye.
Everyone: "That's what he's complaining about?"
Everyone thought with a sweat drop.
Katsuki glared at the teacher. This was a first, a teacher had the galls to tell him what to do. Throughout elementary and middle school, no teacher would ever dare go against him, because they thought with his strong Quirk he could raise the prestige of their school once he got into U.A. and became a Pro. He could do whatever he wanted within reason, including putting Deku in his place. He thought it would be the same here, but it seems he was wrong. Looks like he would need to find other ways to put Deku in his place later on.
So for now, he stood down.
Aizawa: Good, now let's get on with the rest of the tests.
As Izuku moved back to join the others, Optimus gave him a proud smile.
Optimus: I knew you could do it Izuku.
Izuku: Yeah... thanks for believing in me, Optimus.
Optimus: Always, my friend.
The three remaining tests include sit-ups, seated toe touch, and a long-distance run.
Optimus outperformed everyone in all three of these tests. Despite being new to the human body, he worked hard to strengthen it over the past year. For the long-distance run, he transformed his legs and used his wheels to keep going. The only one who kept up with him was Momo who somehow had a Moped with her. Now that he thought about it, he didn't know her Quirk. Now would be as good a time as any to ask.
He pulled up beside her during the run and asked.
Optimus: Momo. If I may ask, what was your Quirk again? I don't believe you shared it with me.
His sudden appearance caught her off guard. But she composed herself and answered his question.
Momo: My Quirk is called Creation. Using the lipids in my body I can create anything, as long as I know the molecular structure of it. I can't create anything living though.
Optimus' eyes widened in amazement. Momo recognized that look and internally sighed. Here it comes, the usual 'You're a genius' and 'You're so lucky' praise.
Optimus: Amazing. You must've worked incredibly hard.
Momo blinked. That was new.
Momo: What?
Optimus: To use your Quirk, you must've needed to study long and hard to know how to create all the things you can. The moped, including the fuel and parts needed to power it, is the perfect example. The level of thinking and training one must go through to create something complicated like that in only a few seconds is remarkable. The amount of training and sacrifice you put into your Quirk is admirable.
Momo was shocked. No one besides her parents and servants has ever praised her for her hard work. Everyone she met just saw her as a natural-born genius who knew everything the day she was born. Someone who was born with a platinum spoon in her mouth. It bothered her greatly because they ignored all the hard work she put into learning how to use her Quirk.
But Optimus saw the hard work and effort she put into her Quirk. Must've been able to see how many nights she spent up late studying. The sacrifices she made to learn how best to use it, including not being able to make any real friends. It warmed her heart greatly to have someone outside her family finally recognize the amount of effort she put into learning how to use her Quirk.
Momo: Thank you Optimus. What about you, what's your Quirk?
Optimus looked off to the side, unsure for a moment before explaining.
Optimus: My Quirk is called Transformation. I can transform any part of my body into metal, which can also transform into a weapon. At the moment I can only transform enough area on my body to cover one full limb or one side of my upper body.
Momo: Why so little?
Optimus: Because my Quirk only manifested last year.
Momo's eyes widened in shock. He was a late bloomer. She's read of such cases where some people don't get a Quirk until they are 10, but never has there been a documented case of someone gaining a Quirk in their teens. And the way Optimus used his Quirk, you would think he's been using it all his life.
Momo: How are you so–
Aizawa: Yaoyorozu! Prime! You're done! I know you two can continue but if you do we'll be here all day.
Momo's question was cut off by her teacher's voice. She and Optimus looked behind them and saw most of their classmates had stopped, completely out of breath from the looks while they didn't look winded. She turned to Optimus, who shrugged before pulling to a stop and doing the same on her Moped.
Aizawa: Alright, let's get this over here. Here are the scores.
He pressed a button and the scores showed up as follows on a screen:
1. Optimus Prime
2. Momo Yaoyorozu
3. Shoto Todoroki
4. Katsuki Bakugou
5. Tenya Iida
6. Fumikage Tokoyami
7. Mezo Shoji
8. Mashirao Ojiro
9. Eijiro Kirishima
10. Mina Ashido
11. Ochaco Uraraka
12. Koji Koda
13. Rikido Sato
14. Tsuya Asui
15. Yuga Aoyama
16. Hanta Sero
17. Denki Kaminari
18. Kyoka Jiro
19. Toru Hagakure
20. Minoru Mineta
21. Izuku Midoriya
Optimus was at the top of the exam, much to the surprise of others, but it didn't matter much since with Izuku at the bottom, he would be expelled too. Izuku felt a pit in his stomach as a weight of guilt fell upon him. Optimus worked so hard and was so far the best in the class, and now because of him, the Prime was going to leave.
Aizawa: Oh, and by the way, I was lying about the expulsion.
The entire class, except Optimus and Momo, froze. Aizawa put the results away and had a creepy smile on his face as he explained.
Aizawa: It was a logical deception intended to push yourselves.
Everyone: WHHHAAAAATTTTTT?!
Izuku was so shocked he turned ghostly pale as he felt his soul leave him. Ochaco's mouth was so wide open bees could enter and set up a colony. Tenya's glasses cracked.
Momo: Of course, it was a lie
Momo then looked and saw all her classmates staring at her in shock. She then looked embarrassed.
Momo: Should I have said something?
Everyone: "YES!"
Optimus however, wasn't so sure. There may have been a lie, but not about the expulsion. He could the man was dead serious in his statement on expelling anyone who failed to show potential. Either Aizawa changed his mind, or in his mind, everyone had the potential to become a hero.
Aizawa: Now that that's all over with. Head back to the class to pick up your syllables and head home for the day. Midoriya, have Recovery Girl check out that finger. Prime, you stay for a moment.
Everyone followed their teacher's directions and returned to class while Izuku went to the nurse's office. Only Optimus remained in the field with Aizawa.
Optimus: Was there something you needed from me, Mr. Aizawa?
Aizawa: I'm gonna be blunt with you, part of me wants to expel you while the other wants to give you a pat on the back. And for the same reason.
Optimus: And that would be?
Aizawa: Standing up to me. I'll admit all of my students and most pro heroes didn't have the guts to do what you did, attacking my scarf and telling me I was wrong straight to my face, without looking away. I admire that about you. You're not afraid to stand up for what you believe is right, something that is crucial in becoming a hero. On the other hand, you directly challenged my authority and had the guts to make a bet with me, something I won't tolerate. You're lucky that sword strike was aimed at my scarf and not me, otherwise, you would've been expelled no matter what Nezu could do. Since I can't decide, I'll leave you with a warning. Don't do that again.
Optimus: As long as you, or anyone else, doesn't give me a reason to, I will not.
Aizawa raised an eyebrow. He just said 'no promises' politely. Bold words. He was starting to see why Nezu liked this kid so much.
Aizawa: Well I suppose that's the best I can ask for now. You're free to go.
Optimus nodded and made his way back to the classroom, but then he stopped.
Optimus: I am glad we met your expectations, Mr. Aizawa.
Aizawa looked at the Prime.
Optimus: You were lying about there being no expulsion. If we didn't show any potential, you would have expelled all of us, regardless of whatever we placed on the test. Am I correct?
Aizawa's eyes widened as Optimus walked away. When he was gone, Aizawa let another creepy smirk grow on his face.
Aizawa: "Kid's smart. Smart and perceptive."
In all his years of teaching no one has ever managed to figure out the true meaning of his test so quickly. He was looking forward to more of what Optimus Prime would show him.
By the time Optimus got to the locker room, all the other boys had changed and left, which was a small mercy for the Prime. He soon changed back into his uniform, able to tie the necktie thanks to Momo, and went to the classroom to grab the syllabus. He would give it a closer look once he returned to the dorms.
As he exited the main building, he spotted Izuku and walked over to check on him.
Optimus: Izuku?
The green-haired boy jumped when someone spoke to him. He turned and relaxed as he saw it was Optimus.
Izuku: Oh, hey Optimus.
Optimus: How is your finger?
Izuku: It's fine. Recovery Girl fixed it up well.
Optimus: I am glad, as always, she does remarkable work.
Izuku: Huh? Do you know Recovery Girl?
Before Optimus could answer, Tenya approached.
Tenya: Hello Midoriya, Prime. How's your hand doing?
Izuku: All well and good, like I just told Optimus.
Tenya: That's good to hear. And what about you Prime? Did you get into any trouble with the teacher?
Optimus: He left me with a warning not to pull stunts like that again. And please Tenya, no need to be so formal with me, simply call me Optimus.
Tenya: Apologies. It's just ingrained in me to act formally around everyone. But I shall strive to do better Prime.
Optimus: "You still did it."
Tenya: Still, even so, you should refrain from pulling such stunts like that. It wouldn't do you any good to be expelled.
Optimus: I understand. "Doesn't mean I'll follow along through."
As the three began walking to the front gate, Tenya gave his thoughts on the day.
Tenya: I was a bit concerned by how Mr. Aizawa conducts his class. But I trust the school's judgment. U.A. is the top program. Even so, lying is downright immoral.
As Tenya gave his review of the day, Optimus couldn't help but have a nostalgic smile on his face. Now that he thought about it, the way Tenya acted reminded him much of Ultra Magnus. They both had such a serious outlook on all they did, but it came from a place of love and respect. Though at times that serious, by-the-book attitude clashed with those who did not conform to normal military standards. Magnus' conflict with the Wrecker Wheeljack is the perfect example. He only hoped Tenya's attitude wouldn't cause the same problems with other classmates.
Ochaco: Hey! Are you guys going to the station?!
The three boys turned back to see Ochaco Uraraka run towards them with a big smile.
Ochaco: Wait up I'll join you!
Tenya: You're the infinity girl?
Ochaco: I'm Ochaco Uraraka. Nice to meet you! Your name was Tenya Iida, yours is Optimus Prime, a weird name, and yours is Deku Midoriya.
Izuku seemed to flinch as she said Deku.
Izuku: What makes you think that?!
Ochaco: Isn't that what that angry blonde kid, Bakugou, called you during the fitness test?
A memory bubble then appeared with Katsuki calling Izuku 'Deku' with explosions going off in the background.
Optimus: Ochaco, I believe that was meant to be an insult rather than a use of his actual name.
Izuku: Yeah, my name is actually Izuku. Kacchan only calls me that to make fun of me.
Tenya: That's unsportsmanlike.
Ochaco: Oh I'm sorry I didn't realize that. I'm sorry. But you know what, it could make a great hero name! Plus I think it sounds kinda cute!
Immediate, Izuku's attitude toward his demeaning nickname took a 180 as his face blushed bright red and Optimus was worried Izuku had somehow been going through some meltdown.
Izuku: Deku it is!
Tenya: But you just said it was an insult.
Optimus: Sometimes what can once have been a weakness can turn into a source of strength.
Tenya: Such as wise statement Prime!
Optimus: "You're still calling me Prime."
Eventually, the four arrived at the gate and Optimus moved to leave for the dorms.
Optimus: I will see you all tomorrow.
Ochaco: Wait a minute?!
Optimus turned to look at the three.
Optimus: Is something the matter?
Ochaco: Why are you going back to school? Did you forget something?
Optimus: No. The dorms are located just west of the main building, still on campus.
The three looked surprised.
Ochaco: U.A. has dorms? Since when?
Tenya: It's the first I've heard of this. It must be something new they're implementing.
Izuku: Why are you going to the dorms?
Optimus: I live there.
The three were once again shocked.
Izuku: You live in the dorms?! Why?!
Tenya: Surely you must have some living conditions before attending U.A. that it doesn't force you to live in the dorms. I know you are a foreigner but you must have someplace to be staying that's close by.
Ochaco: Yeah. Doesn't your family have a place they paid for you?
Optimus: I have no family.
He said it like it was nothing, but the revelation caused the trio to look shocked, before casting their heads down in shame. Tenya suddenly bowed and loudly proclaimed.
Tenya: We're sorry for our insensitivity in asking our questions! We should've known something was amiss when you mentioned living in the dorms! We shouldn't have asked! Please forgive us!
Ochaco: Yeah! We're so sorry! We didn't mean to make you upset!
Optimus: Why would I be upset?
The three looked back up at him and saw they he was fine, with no traces of sadness in expression. If anything, he seemed surprised at their sudden apology.
Izuku: Y-you just said you didn't have any family.
Optimus: I did. So?
Izuku: And that doesn't bother you?
Optimus took a moment to think. Was he bothered that he didn't have a family? In all honesty, he wasn't. On Cybertron, the concept of mothers, fathers, sons, and daughters, even family itself wasn't a concept for Cybertronians, since they were born from the All Spark. Sure some Cybertronians were twins, like Dreadwing and Skyquake, but Optimus didn't have that. He had someone he considered his brother, Megatron before they became enemies. But he never had a true family in the human sense. Guess for humans that would seem strange.
Optimus: Not really. From the day I was born, I had no family. But that doesn't mean I was alone. I had friends, a mentor, and people who looked out for me, and I looked out for them. There was even a time I found someone I considered a brother in all but blood. And that was enough for me. I know it may seem strange to others, but for me, that never really bothered me.
The three looked at him in concern mainly because they had such a close relationship with their family: Izuku with his mother, Tenya with his older brother, and Ochaco with her parents. So to hear someone admit they didn't have something they treasured and say he was fine made them feel like it was maybe wrong.
They were silent for a long moment before Izuku stepped forward, a look of determination on his face.
Izuku: If you ever need someone, you can count on me!
Optimus was surprised by Izuku's sudden declaration.
Ochaco: Yeah! Me too! We'll be here to cheer you on and help you out in place of your family.
She declared pumping her fist in the air.
Tenya: If you ever need someone to talk to Prime, you can come to us, or anyone in Class 1-A. We'll help you however we see fit.
Optimus wanted to assure them he was fine but stopped himself. He could feel the kindness in their words. So much so he couldn't deny them. He also began to feel something warm and gooey inside him. It was unlike anything he had felt before. Was this another side effect of becoming human?
So, unable to turn down their offers for help, he simply smiled.
Optimus: Thank you... my friends.
The three had the biggest smiles on their faces. They soon waved Optimus goodbye as they headed home, Optimus did the same.
That night in the dorms, Optimus couldn't help but think about his new classmates.
A lot of them reminded him of his old friends, some even reminded him of old enemies, but in more of a positive light. He couldn't help but smile in nostalgia. Maybe it wouldn't be so unlike home after all.
Drifting off to sleep one person in particular stood out in his mind. The reason for this, was because this person reminded him so much of her.
Optimus: "Elita..."