A/N: Hello everyone! This is the first time I've written anything in a long time. I've recently become a fan of BNHA and I adore it. I've had this thought of putting my own character into BNHA recently so I figured I would give writing a try again. I've decided to just make things simpler on my end I just added her to class 1-A as another seat in the class (cheap out I know).

I hope that you guys enjoy this or at least read and let me know what you think of it at least!

Disclaimer: I don't own BNHA (obviously)

Rating: T (because what fun is it without cursing)

Summary:Genetics determine everything, your face and height, even intellect to an extent. In this world of quirks it is even more pertinent now. Two villains conducted several experiments in crating the perfect genes for any quirk. Hikari is the result of those experiments. Follow along as she sets out on a path to become a pro-hero by attending the best hero academy, UA.

One: First Day At UA

I walked up the front steps to the enormous glass building, my hands shoved into my blazer pockets. I had headphones over my ears barely listening to the song blaring through them. I just didn't want anyone talking to me, I wanted to experience this moment all by myself for the first time. The first time I walked into UA, the school that was going to mold me into a pro hero.

I stopped to look at myself in a glass window before I walked through the door. I brushed my dark hair out of eyes and I stared determinedly at my own reflection. I gave myself the smallest nod and I turned to the door and pulled it open, crossing the threshold to my future.

The building was huge, but signs were everywhere, pointing students in every direction. One sign read Development Studio and a bunch of second year students headed that way, chatting excitedly. Two turns and a flight of stairs later and I found myself in front of the door to my class room, a giant 1-A on it. I stared at it a moment too long in awe of the massive thing, because someone behind me was trying to talk to me.

I took my headphones off and turned, "Sorry, what?".

"I'm just trying to get into class, are you in 1-A too?", a boy with spiky red hair inquired, a huge smile on his face.

I returned the smile, "Yes I am! Sorry for standing in the doorway, I just can't believe how huge the door is."

"I'm sure it is to make sure anyone can get in. I'm Kirishima Eijiro by the way", he stuck a hand out to me.

I took it, "I'm Arai Hikari. Nice to meet you".

"You too! I can't wait for class to get started, we should go in and see who else is here", he replied animatedly.

"Oh, yeah!", I realized I was still standing in the door way.

I turned back around and gripped the door handle, pulling it open and stepping into my new classroom for the next year. Most of the desks were already full with other people, a group of girls were already chatting away in the corner. One with fluffy pink hair and pink skin smiled and waved animatedly at me. I returned it as best I could, I wasn't a very peppy person and I already was running into trouble with that. Kirishima had walked toward the back looking for his desk, when a boy with blonde hair caught my eye. He had a look of mild contempt on his face and his feet up on the desk. He looked incredibly familiar for some reason.

Another boy with glasses and blue hair got up from where he was sitting and strode over to him stiffly, you could tell he was upset by something.

"You must get your feet of the desk this instant! You're disrespecting this fine institution by doing so!" he exclaimed at him.

The blonde boy smirked at him, "Nah, I think I'll keep my feet up where they are thanks".

The blue hair boy audibly gasped and started ranting again about the desks and the school. I hid a laugh by coughing into my arm, if the antics were this crazy on just the first day the school year was going to be wild. The two of them kept arguing, the blonde saying something about how he couldn't wait to rip him a new one when the door opened again. A timid looking boy with green hair stood in the doorway, a grimace on his face at the two others arguing. The one lecturing the blonde strode over to him in the doorway and very loudly introduced himself as "Tenya Iida" to which the other stuttered out "Midoriya Izuku" In reply. I turned back to look at the blonde, a frown etched into his features.

"No reason to look to grim, I'm sure he's just nervous and is all, lecturing you like that", I said with a light laugh, trying to make conversation.

He made eye contact with me, red iris glaring at me, "No one tells me what to do".

Cool, he's stubborn and rude, I thought to myself. I returned his stare evenly and cooly, his face unwavering but his eyes widening just a little. He must not have ever been disputed with in middle school.

"My name is Arai Hikari. Just trying to make conversation with my new classmates", my moth pulling into a slight frown.

He scoffed, "I'm the best one in here, having conversation doesn't matter".

I was full on frowning at this point, I shoved my hands back into my blazer pockets. "I see you're also the rudest in here too".

His eyebrows lifted in surprise at my comment and he smirked, "Damn straight".

I was about to give my retort when the three chattering in the door, stopped suddenly. A man inside a yellow sleeping bag was standing there now. He looked exhausted and uninterested in being here. He somehow managed to unzip the thing from the inside, and he stepped out of it.

"Hello everyone, I'm Aizawa Shotoa. I'm your homeroom teacher. There should be one of these at every desk", he pulled out what looked like the school gym uniform from the bottom of his sleeping bag, "Put them on and be outside in 15 minutes".

He then turned right around and walked back out of the room. Everyone else in the class looked very confused. I found my seat in the very back, the only one in the row, right behind a girl with spiky black hair in a ponytail. The uniform was indeed inside the desk. I sat my bag on the chair and grabbed it, grinning wildly. Aizawa-ojisan wouldn't tell me over the break if he was or wasn't my homeroom teacher, I'm surprised that the school let him since he is practically my uncle, but I wasn't about to complain.

Fifteen minutes later my entire class was outside on the field near the ball toss. Knowing Aizawa-ojisan this would be some crazy physical test to see what all we could do. I was bouncing on my toes from the extra energy I had, excited to show him I had been working on my own too.

"Bakugo, come throw the ball. You can use your quirk anyway you want", Aizawa said monotonously.

The blonde boy from earlier stepped up, seeming just as cocky as he was in the classroom earlier. He took the ball from Aizawa and stepped up to the field. He pulled his arm back and sucked in a breath.

"Die!", he yelled, throwing the ball forward and an explosion erupting out of his hand propelling the ball up and away from us.

The rest of the class stood there in shock as the device Aizawa had rang back with the distance Bakugo had thrown the ball. 705.2 meters. I guess Bakugo did have the bite to back up all the bark he had going on.

We moved into the physical test now, being allowed to use our quirks anyway we wanted to help us better our results. With the threat of expulsion of the weakest amongst us hanging over our heads. This was trivial to me, things I had worked on to become as physically fit as I could to be able to become a hero. The 50 meter dash was first, something I was good at in middle school. We were to run in pairs and one person alone since we were odd numbered with twenty-one of us here.

Tenya had cleared it incredibly fast, clearly because of the engines in his calves. The short girl running with him coming in close behind him. I watched as the pink girl who waved at me earlier kicked her shoes off and was running with the blonde boy who had a giant silver belt on. He started prattling on about shinning and I rolled my eyes. He wasn't even able to use his quirk to get him across the whole 50 meters. Bakugo and the timid boy, Midoriya, were running together. Bakugo threw his arms out behind him, propelling himself forward with his explosions, while Midoriya just ran it. Bakugo finished it in 4.13 seconds. He smirked to himself at the finish line looking at his hands.

I lined up next with a boy who had red and white hair, split neatly down the middle. I approached the starting line excited to run this using my quirk and not just my legs. I also kicked my shoes off and threw them to the side. The boy next to me looked at me with a blank face, his eyes two different colors. I gave him a grin, and braced myself against the starting block, warmth running through my body.

The machine counted down and yelled start. I pushed up hard on my hands and took one step forward pushing down hard and throwing my other leg up and forward. Stars burst out from both of my feet and shot me forward, much like Bakugo did with his explosions in his hands.

'4.13 seconds!' the machine yelled as I crossed the finish line. I hovered for just a moment, grin on my face from the exhilaration of moving like that, and then stopped my quirk barefeet landing on the ground. The machine yelled '5.42 seconds" as the bicolored boy crossed next to me, riding a giant wave of ice. He hoped off and turned to touch it with his left hand, it all steaming and melting away.

"Two quirks? No wonder you got in", I said my hands on my hips.

He looked at me, his face cool and void of anything. "Thanks". His tone flat.

I turned to go back and grab my shoes, I probably was going to end up leaving them off for the rest of this, but didn't want to lose them. I looked up and saw Bakugo staring at me, a frown etched into his face and eyes slanted in a glare. I returned his cruel stare with a curious one. Was he angry because we finished with the same time?

"You won't beat me star eyes!", he yelled at me before turning on his heel and stomping his way inside to the next test.

I frowned, I liked how my eyes looked with the gold flecks in the blue. It really did look like the night sky and complimented my quirk perfectly.

"I think your eyes are super pretty!" a girl with short brown hair exclaimed behind me. "Your quirk is so awesome too! It's like you flew!".

I smiled and pulled at my shirt, "Thank you. It's stellar manipulation. What is yours? I didn't see yours?".

"Zero gravity!" She smiled wide at me. "My name is Uraraka Ochaco! But you can just call me Ochaco", she stuck her hand out to me.

I wasn't used to being on first name basis so soon with someone, and she was the epitome of happy go lucky. But I wanted to make friends in this new place. "I'm Arai Hikari, It's nice to meet you Ochaco-chan". I smiled at her and took her hand.

Her face lit up as she grasped my hand, leaving her pinky out. "Let's head inside Hikari-chan!".

She turned and ran off, with just a slight skip in her step. I smiled and headed after her, ready for whatever else Aizawa was going to throw at us.

A/N: There it is! I have a whole outline written out so I hope to update soon depending on school, I have two more weeks and finals so I'll have more time soon in like mid May. Thanks so much for reading!

~ Vic