You wake up in a classroom, but the windows is barricaded by a strong, thick sheet of alloy which is impossible to pull off. You wonder why that you are sleeping in the middle of a classroom and not by the entrance of a school. 'Something doesn't feel right.', you thought. Looking around the classroom, you see the exit just barely closed and outside you hear faint, echoing chattering. Curious to see what is outside, you walked out of the classroom and followed towards the sounds.

As you strolled down a long hallway, you noticed that every other window is also barricaded by the alloy. Just as you stopped by where the gymnasium leads to, you are greeted by blinding lights. You covered your eyes with your arm and looked down on the floor. Step by step into the gumnasium, ghe louder  is the chattering that is now around you. You see a symbol on the floor. 'Hope's Peak Academy', you read the words on the symbol itself. You withdraw your arm from your face, and the first thing you see is that there are people around you. Not just people, but one of the former Ultimates in Hope's Peak Academy. You froze in place for a moment, then a sudden struck of realisation came. "A-Am I in Hope's Peak Academy?"

"Oh yes  you are, fine lad!" A cheerful feminine voice sounded. Just as you turn your head to the unknown girl, somebody suddenly grabbed you by the shoulder and leaned you against them. "Hey everybody! Come see, it's the new guy!", said the person who is laughing beside you as they patted you behind the back. "New guy?" A light voice whispered behind another person. 'It's crowded here. Too many people...' You chuckled and tried to escape the person holding  you. You still can't see anything but bright lights and silhouettes, though you can hear everything clearly.

'Please just end this...' Annoyed and afraid, you close your eyes as you wish that everything would be just fine. Well, judging by your current situation, everybody is having fun together, except you. Seconds after you closed your eyes, the person holding you let go, but then immediately proceeds to carry you bridal style. "Woah! Hey put me down!", you yelled as they laugh out loud and walks around with you in their arms. "Stop! Please, I might fall!", then they chuckled and carefully placed you down on the floor and giving  you a small poke on the nose.

'Playful, Strange and Strong.' You noted their strengths as you fixed yourself up. Finally, you can take a look at everybody of how they really look. First, they person who carried you. They wore a tank top and green jacket, baggy jeans and combat boots. Their build is fair and muscular, tanned skin and rather hairy. "You have quite some look, new guy." They look masculine, and they sound masculine. Surely they must be male. "Wait. 'Quite some look'?" Something came to your mind.

(Still work in progress. Feel free to send ideas to add in to this fic. I always run out of ideas. Oof.)