*It was currently the weekend after the first week of class at the prestigious U.A. High School. All of the students have gone back to their homes, to rest up for the next week. The hallways, the classrooms, and the training facilities were quiet, aside from the occasional janitorial workers cleaning up the floors.
However, in one of the conference rooms, Principal Nezu sat quietly with his hands clasped together. He was waiting for the teachers*.
"They should be here by now…" He said himself
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