Ｔｈｅ Ｗａｔｃｈｅｒ~ BNHA X OC

ᴄ ʜ ᴀ ᴘ ᴛ ᴇ ʀ - ꜰ ɪ ꜰ ᴛ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ

"Are you sure that everything is going to be okay?" I questioned walking alongside Aizawa who was busy flipping through an attendance seat on our way to the dreaded Class 1-A. 

Today was the day where everything was going to go really wrong or really good. I had yet to even speak to maybe at least one member of the class, I was practically a myth at the moment. It was also the fact that it was going to get more complicated trying to explain myself and my existence at the moment. 

Aizawa sighed and looked up from his papers, turning his gaze onto me. 

"You should be fine. These guys are extremely trusting, which isn't always a good thing." Aizawa muttered casting a glance at the door at the end of the hall. 

We were going to be entering in a few minutes late, so that there was enough time for all students to have made it within the vicinity. We can't have all the confusion be in chaos because then it will become extremely hard to get any points of information across. As much as I would like to befriend every classmate, I sadly cannot do so. And no, it is not the reason because I know all their secrets and truths...

I just have no people skills. 

Now some may disagree, but really I just don't have the confidence to go out and do so, plus there is a lot of stuff about to go down that I don't think I can correct at this point without causing a big scene. Not like I've already placed a major interference... but besides that it would only be rational for me to continue this way. Besides, I have the Big Three behind my back as well which they have already shown they are willing to hide a body for me. 

Good stuff.

Don't know where Shinso stands but I bet he might help with anything depending on whether I buy him a soda or something. Bribing people is always the answer for solving your needed crimes. 

I was back at the giant red door with the designated number and letter plastered above. I've only been here a couple times since I've appeared here, but really in reality I've been here dozens of times, well looking through a screen technically. I looked back to Aizawa who pulled his scarf closer to his face, his arm falling to his side as the other one reached over to the door to open it. I shot a questioning look in hopes to get clarification on how to introduce myself, but then it just looked like he was saying,

just go with it. 

At this point there was no turning back, and my fate has been already selected once again. And you know, I'm about to go and punch fate if it keeps throwing me around like a ragdoll because all the stuff I've been through currently is starting to get really annoying. Can't I just have one normal day? It's like the magic school bus all over again praying that Ms. Frizzle doesn't take their lesson to an actual supervolcano just to test 'what would happen' if it were to explode. 

The door opened and I walked in right after Aizawa, messing with a stand of my hair as I stepped foot into the class, my bags in hand. The chatter of the students went into a hush as Aizawa lumbered over to his podium, while I walked next to it and turned facing the class trying not to break out in sweat. Just stay calm Kathryn, that is all you need to do... oh gosh please I pray Mineta doesn't say anything about me or I swear to cheese I will find a way to get you expelled.