Spoilers never bothered me, whether it was a twist in a new movie or a new development a book I've never let them ruin my experience. To me, knowing what happens, picking out foreshadowing and putting them together myself. It's far more interesting seeing all the clues the creator left to lead the audience to their perfect hand-picked ending. But real life is not like that, instead of a book written by one author, it's a compilation constantly being written by billions of people. Whose plotlines interweave and intersect, sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worst. I suppose that's why I depend so much on my quirk. For all it's drawbacks, it's kept me safe, and sometimes it gives me a few surprises, too.

"You're getting into UA?!"

"I will mom, hasn't happened yet." I shuffled the papers in front of me, double checking the name of the school on the admissions form before filling out another portion of the paper. I strained my eyes as my quirk started activating. Scanning over the ghostly image that overlapped the admissions form and found the word I was looking for.

"Congratulations".

My quirk, Snapshot, vaguely named by some random government agent who recorded it. Lets me see the final result of an action. In this case, it showed me the results of me filling out the form for UA. Which is apparently an acceptance letter. Useful, right? But I don't even want to be a hero, it's one of the occupations that I had long since ruled out to be not worth the pay. I wish I could just see what job my future self has. But since there's no single action that gives me the answer, I'll have to give up on that.

"Should I even go? Hero business is pretty dangerous."

"Of course you should go! Think of the money you'll make! And all the people your old lady can brag to!"

Hey, are you sure you're my mom? Putting your daughter in danger for meaningless wealth and bragging rights? Wait, that does sound like something I'll do. The fame I could care less about, but the money does sound tempting. But I'm getting ahead of myself, my quirk only shows me the final result. So I have no idea how I would even get past the admissions test or what the test actually is. Not to mention because the test is ten months away so my quirk's being really vague. The only thing I could make out from the vision was some random letters here and there and the word "Congratulations". My quirk's never wrong though, anything it shows me is 100% accurate. So unless the universe pulls a fast one on me and the letter actually says "Congratulations, you failed, now screw off." I should be on the smooth path to UA.

"I guess I'll apply for the Management Department. That seems decently safe, I was thinking about focusing on business in high school anyways."

"Well, it doesn't hurt to apply anyways right? No matter what happens you'll have mama's love and support!"

"Submitting an application requires 8,000 yen," I said holding out my hand.

"..." my dear mother hesitantly pulled out her purse and put the bills on my hand. While making a face like she was told by the mafia to hand over her firstborn.

Heh

-x-

The following three weeks passed by pretty quickly, my classes ended with everyone happily discussing their choices and whose admission test times matched with whose and when they should meet up. Hey, should you be chatting so happily with your competitors? Once you walk out of this room you should be at each other's throats. You know? What? I'm being bitter? What are you talking about?

Anyways, since none of my friends even thought about applying to UA, I made myself scarce and left the building. Adjusting my black baseball cap as I walked.

Ah right, the hat. I choose when I can activate my quirk most times, but sometimes when I'm curious about something I activate it unconsciously. One time there was a villain attack near my block and a bunch of people was running around outside making a bunch of noise. I opened my window to see what's going on. Accidentally activated my quirk, tried to see the results of like 30 people's actions and passed out for the whole day. And my mom still didn't send me to the hospital, that cheap woman! At least she brought me the hat afterward. Anyways, the base cap blocks like 30% percent of my vision. So my eyes don't wander and see something I don't want to see, like the result of that couple sneaking off into a nearby hotel.

Now you might think since I'm going to UA I should be doing some training or something. But here's my counterpoint, what difference does it make? I already know I'm getting in so why would I work myself until I'm crawling on the ground like- that kid.

My attention caught on to a short green hair boy running- well more trying to run while panting his lungs out. Curious, I strained my eyes at his form, making out a faint outline.

The same boy drops onto his bed like a rock into a dreamless slumber, only to wake up every few moments or so in pain due to his sore muscles.

Jesus kid is this a training regiment or self-torture, there's no way that's healthy. Well, there's nothing I can do for him today. Since my quirk already predicted the result happening tonight.

Still...

"Hey kid, need a drink?" I caught his attention and pointed to the vending machine a bit down the road from where I was.

-x-

"Th-thanks, umm Miss…"

"Shoko Mitsuru, just call me Mitsuru"

"M-Mitsuru, thank you for the d-drink… Ah, my n-name is Izuku Midoriya!"

Well, I wasn't expecting this kid to be so shy. With that look in his eyes and the way he was going at it I half expected him to tell me to move out of fucking the way and kick me in the legs. Though, I guess it's pretty impossible for a kid his age to be so violent and foul-mouthed. Though it's true that he's a little too jumpy for someone who decided to train to the death. Wait! Could it be, I've finally grown into a beauty-

"S-sorry, I get kinda n-nervous around people o-older than me."

"...I'm a third-year middle school student…"

"Ah! Sorry, we are a-actually the same age then! It's just that you're so tall."

"I'm not tall, you're just short."

"S-sorry."

"Enough sorries already." I sighed and twisted the cap of my drink off. After taking a gulp I asked the reason I stopped him in the first place. "This may be none of my business. But what's with… you know. Is this a punishment or something?"

"N-no, nothing like that," Midoriya stammered, suddenly his voice got lower. "To tell you the truth… I'm actually training to get into UA."

Midoriya looked down after that like he was expecting something from me. Oh, I get it, other people usually laugh after he says that, huh. Well too bad, I'm the last person who should be laughing at that.

"Look, I know I said you were short but that's no reason to follow a harsh training schedule like that."

"Oh!" Midoriya's eyes seemed to brighten a bit as he struggled to explain himself. "Actually I already finished the requirements today, I'm just doing a bit extra just in case."

"This is a little more than just a bit extra, don't you think?"

"Yeah, but I need to do this much and more if I want to become a hero. I'm already so far behind everyone else. For my dream, this is nothing!"

Watching Midoriya, who had lost his stutter, staring into the sunset with bright eyes that didn't suit his disheveled appearance at all. I felt a bit, no, a lot guilty. Seriously, this kid is trying so hard to reach the place that I'm literally waltzing my way into with no effort. After seeing just how much UA meant to Midoriya, I kind of starting to see it as more than just some famous school, too.

"Looks like I should've minded my own business, you seem to know what you're doing." I shuffled awkwardly. "Even so, don't overdo it okay? All this training's going to waste if your body gives out if you push yourself too far."

"T-thanks I w-will." Midoriya broke out of his trance. "Oh. About the money for the d-drink."

"Don't worry about it, I can spare 300 yen."

After waving goodbye to Midoriya, I was hit was an unfamiliar urge to do something. Like anything besides waking my regular route home and slacking off in my room. I guess meeting Midoriya caused this huh. Well, it's not like hitting the gym ever hurt anybody. Might as well see how long this fire lasts.

-x-

It somehow lasted the entire summer. Yes I, Shoko Mitsuru, actually went to the gym every day since I met Midoriya that sunset. Every single day for a few hours until the admissions exam for UA. I know, even I don't believe it. Disregarding the fact that I had signed up for the Management Department which probably had you sitting at desks more than running around outside. As for the aftermath, I feel more awake and alert, probably not that much physically stronger. Just more healthy. I'll take what I can get, maybe I'll even keep it up after I enter UA.

Speaking of UA, the first part of the exam was written, I didn't neglect my studies for the gym either. My grades are actually pretty good I think, good enough to get into the Management Department at least. I thought I was worried for nothing, so far it seemed like an ordinary entrance exam no wonder my quirk said I could make it. Of course, that's when UA decided to prove me wrong.

Giant robots, seriously? How am I supposed to destroy a robot? I can barely stop them from destroying me and I'm supposed to destroy them? Are you looking down on robots?! That's how I ended up running around from cover to cover as destruction filled the air around me. Some of the kids were like me running around dodging while some of the other kids, applicants for the hero course probably, were flying around demolishing robots like nothing.

Hey look, I wish I could be doing something cool and exciting right now too but unless these robots have a special weak spot that can be penetrated by a number 2 pencil I'm straight out of luck.

The reason for this is stupid too, I asked one of the proctors, some random pro hero, if I was taking the right test. And he said, "Yeah you're in the right spot, kid. You see, when UA was founded it used to only teach the hero course. But as the school expanded, other departments were added by returning alumni. They never changed the entrance exam though, so the exam has always been a little more suited to the hero types. But don't worry if you're not in the hero department your teachers won't look for any points other than participation from this part. So just treat it like some hard to come by experience and er… good luck."

Man, almost being crushed by robots is going to be such a valuable experience when I'm working my cushy desk job. Can't wait to put this on my resume! Seriously when I graduate maybe I should come back here and fix this damn exam. Well still this isn't that bad, the hero course kids are doing a pretty good job of smashing robots as soon as they see them.

"Attention! The entrance exam is entering the last few minutes!"

Just as I started my sigh of relief, a huge explosion knocked me on my ass. And from the dust clouds, to my annoyance and horror, emerge a bigger and probably much deadlier robot. Now this guy was BIG, like three times bigger than the biggest robot I've seen so far in the test. Does UA have no sense of scale or something? You're supposed to work your way up to that size, you can't introduce a boss like that in the tutorial! Still, I guess some kids were thinking differently and actually charged the thing. Well, good luck random kids, I'll think about you on 'Death by Giant Robot' day.

With that thought, I grab my cap that had fallen off when the giant robot appeared and ran towards the exit. In hindsight, I probably should've put it on as soon as I got it back. Maybe then I wouldn't have seen a boy scampering away from the giant robot. The robot seemed to notice the movement beneath it. And after its single eye glowed briefly to affirm its new target, it aimed its fist towards the boy. In my shock, my quirk accidentally activated.

The boy in front of me lying on the ground with blood leaking profusely from his leg. Motionless without any sign that he was even alive.

I've seen this scene before, multiple times even, with my ability stuff like this isn't unusual. But my quirk gives me the power to see the future, it doesn't give me the power to change it. See a kid chasing after a ball get hit by a car? Even though you grab the kid back from the street, the ball hits a front wheel and causes the driver to lose control. Straight to the sidewalk, towards that same kid, and you by extension. At least mom sent me to the damn hospital that time. The point the ability to see the future isn't as fun as you would think. Maybe there's a quirk like that somewhere, but it isn't mine. My quirk shows me an absolute, a result that the universe itself decided on.

But even though, as a human being, no matter how many times I see scenes like this I can't just let it play out normally. Not without doing something at least. So with those probably suicidal thoughts, I lunged forward. Grabbed the collar of the kid's jacket and jumped backward as hard as I can. And straight into a collapsing building. Aw shi-.

-x-

"Hey, are you alright?"

"What do you think?" I blinked as I adjusted my eyes to the darkness. "What about you?"

"Oh, erm. The rubble collapsed around me so I can't move a muscle and my leg's bleeding pretty hard. But other than that I'm alright. Look's like we're going to have to wait for someone to come and get us out though."

Lying motionless and a bleeding leg huh. I let out a rough sigh.

"Good enough."

After that, my partner in crime and I got dug out, given some first-aid treatment, and were sent home. And after I dragged my tired body home, I opened the door and saw a mug of my favorite milk green tea with honey on the dining table. I sat and reached towards the mug, enjoying the aroma before taking a sip. I closed my eyes to enjoy the flavor as I heard my mom's voice come from the kitchen.

"Doing okay?"

"Yeah." I sigh contently.

-x-

Speaking of inevitabilities, the acceptance letter from UA looked exactly like the one my quirk showed me. From the designs on the paper, to the font, to the words "Congratulations on your acceptance to UA's General Department!"

What.


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