CHAPTER TWO

Nothing as Planned


POSTED: June 24th, 2019

Quick A/N: To TheCataphract and Blank-name26 Thank you! :)


U.A. High School, a high school where hero-hopefuls all aim to enter. Not only does it have one of the most desirable hero courses in Japan, it was also one of the top ranked high schools to go. There was a guaranteed prestige in just being a graduate from this school, whatever the course was.

So it wasn't as if her choice was a strange one… she sighed.

It's too late for regrets. She had applied for the competitive school with the blessing of everyone around her. They all cheered on her and told her to go for it with her speed quirk and if she failed at it she would surely pass for another course in U.A. because she's smart. Their excitement made her completely lose another chance to rectify them about their knowledge of her quirk. It's not speed quirk, and she felt rather offended that they're already pessimistic of her not passing. Just because she couldn't chop many kilos of vegetables and meat in a flash, didn't mean there's only a small hope of her becoming a hero. She didn't apply for the hero course not because she felt she didn't have any chance in becoming hero after all.

In any case, she had made her decision. She was going to enter the hero course of U.A. Academy for sure.

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"Well… I'm here…" She voiced softly as she stood in front of the imposing gate of Yuuei High School. Her decision to go all out never felt as heavy as it was now.

"Outta the way," was heard before she was shoved by her shoulders to the side.

She eyed the ash blonde spiky-haired boy warily. She decided to stay away from him, simply because she couldn't deal with his rude attitude. 'What is his problem anyway?' She thought wryly, looking to the boy for a second longer before taking a deep breath. Somehow, she didn't feel as burdened anymore with her decision after that. It was all blown away by that stranger's attitude.

"Okay, I can do this," she murmured, taking a step into the school grounds. It was easier than she thought it would be. She let out the breath she didn't know she held. "That… isn't so bad."

Then she encountered a girl helping a boy who nearly tripped and she felt honestly glad she wasn't nervous enough to trip too. If that happened to her, she would go home at once! She shuddered and walked faster at the thought. She knew nervousness can be contagious.

She made it inside the orientation hall where the practical exam would be explained. The written exam was held a week prior so there's only the practical portion left. It's the hardest part of the entrance exam because it depended on skills that were needed to be a hero and surely what quirk one has was an important factor in determining success. Rescue was fine, but she hoped it didn't have anything to do with fighting.

"Now where's seat number 2235?" She spoke thoughtfully, looking around.

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*Thud!*

A boy dumped his bag roughly on the table and Yuzuki resisted showing her distaste when she recognized the boy. 'Of course that rude guy has to sit very near to me. I knew I jinxed it.' Since he was to her right and there was an empty chair between them, that meant he was 2233.

Then another boy came and claimed seat number 2234. At the sight of him, Yuzuki decided that she preferred having that rude guy next to her instead. The 2234th examinee was That Nervous Boy. 'Great,' she thought in despair. At this rate it wasn't her own doing that made her fail the entrance exam.

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It was quite an experience to sit beside a complete nervous wreck who some elite singled out in the middle of a hall with twelve thousand examinees present (because the guy was mumbling to himself for a moment and of course it was disturbing, ha!), but it was another whole level of experience to hear that the practical exam involved fighting and destroying metal robots, and she had to make do bare-handed. Literally, because she didn't know equipments were allowed.

And right now she was having a mini panic attack because the black cotton sleeveless turtleneck crop top she was planning to wear with the tight black pants she was already wearing, was swapped with a black full polyester and spandex bodysuit and a full plastic cat mask. Her eye twitched and she grimaced as she held the unfamiliar bodysuit in front of her. With clearer mind, her gut feeling pointed toward possible culprits. It won't change anything now, but she now knew who to punch when she returned. As for right now…

She donned the bodysuit and cat mask. She would normally forgo the stupid mask, but there's no way she could function being seen in a suit that left little to the imagination without the anonymity.

She scrunched her nose when she found that the suit also covered her entire fingers and toes. "I don't care anymore," she mumbled before placing the mask on her face and pulled the stretchy cloth strap down the back of her head. Her breath hitched when she could in fact see really well through slits of eyeholes.

She didn't feel as irritated to the now-obvious culprit anymore. But still. Why can't it be a rabbit instead?

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"Okay, start!"

She had been standing right in front of the gate to Battle Center C because she was getting embarrassed by the looks that were sent to her from a distance. She focused on any signal that might sign the start of the exam with all her might and it came when she expected it. Almost immediately she activated her quirk. The world slowed down.

10… the countdown started.

Yuzuki started running and didn't stop for a moment. She kept running and running…

2… and saw a one-point robot.

She skidded to a stop- 1… she blinked. She reactivated her quirk again and move.

10… She threw a punch to the robot's 'eye'.

*BAM!* 9…

*crACk!* 8…

The robot's 'eye' shattered and she blinked. The world flowed normally. The robot still charged forward and she activated her quirk again.

10… she threw a punch and another, and another on the same place, and the robot burst. The robot was so slow she was practically hitting an unmoving object.

2… she found her hand inside the robot's body and without any hesitation, she pulled.

0… she blinked and her quirk deactivated.

Yuzuki stood above the destroyed 1P robot, all sweaty and drenched while holding a piece of the robot. It was something like long shaft which was a part of the robot's 'arm'. "Thirty seconds mean… only seven and half seconds in real time and I already want to go home- urk!

She couldn't hold it in anymore and threw up on the robot right after pulling up her mask.

*bleargh!*

She gingerly wiped her lips before placing her mask down again. "Stupid right eye," she grumbled weakly before reactivating her quirk again.

There was still give or take nine minutes and fifty seconds left. She can gripe and complain later after ten minutes were up. As it was… wasn't she in danger of failing if she only got one point after ten seconds?

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"What is with that girl's get up?" Snipe, one of the teachers of U.A. who dressed like a cowboy because his quirk was related to guns, spoke up.

The exam had yet to start and she was already standing out with her sleek black cat's costume.

"Isn't it really cool?" Midnight breathed. "Totally girlfriend material in my book!"

"Quiet, you both! The exam is starting."

The two were silent after that, but it was more because of what they saw… or rather what they did not see.

"Huh?! Where did the girl go-

*click* "Half a second and 1P robot in Battle Center C has its eye crushed! Why did nobody tell me beforehand that there's examinee, No. 2235, with a speed quirk?! She moves four times faster than real time! It's a pain to monitor her- oh okay. Got it." *click*

One screen showed the girl puking. "Who has 2235's document again?" Midnight spoke up with sparkle in her eyes. She undoubtedly found the girl to be very interesting.

"Midnight, sit down. Wait for ten minutes alright?" The principal asked cheerily.

"Yees~" Midnight said, promptly behaving. Gaining the principal's ire was the last thing she wanted to do.

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"TIMEEEE IS UUUPPPPPP!"

Yuzuki gently placed down the small boy she had picked up on the ground by his shirt's collar. Four minutes left to the clock Yuzuki dedicated herself to watch out for other examinees instead. She had enough of destruction for the day, threat of failing or not. She had done all she could for the test (barring dying) and if she didn't pass after all that, then so be it.

"H- hey, you okay?" The small boy asked cautiously.

She wondered what he meant until she touched her chin which he had been looking at. It was wet of red liquid. "Ah…" she murmured absently. A second after that, her mind finally caught up on her. 'Ah this is my blood. I must have strained my right eye enough that the blood vessel popped and oh yeah I'm in U.A and exam just ended-

And as if she was a puppet with her strings all cut, Yuzuki fell to the ground. "I'm fine," she responded quietly when the boy looked worriedly to the slits of her eyes and neither her breasts nor her rear like he had done.

"Oya oya, is everyone alright? Come, have some gummy bears," an elderly lady's voice was heard.

"A- ah, thank you, sensei."

"Thanks, Recovery Lady~"

"You're welcome, you're welcome. Have some gummy bears- oya? Are you alright, girlie?"

Yuzuki saw the elderly lady coming to her sight. "Muscle soreness and bleeding to the eye because of strain, sensei. And hungry… there's nothing left after I threw up repeatedly because of motion sickness," she murmured, sitting up sluggishly. She roughly pulled on the wide stretchy cloth strap that kept her mask in place and her mask came loose.

She couldn't be bothered with the wide-eyed look her peers gave her - the embarrassment caused by the form fitting bodysuit was the last thing on her mind with her current condition - as she looked up to the elderly lady with her weary left eye. From the general soreness, pounding headache, throbbing eye, bad taste in her mouth (from vomit), churning stomach, sticky skin (from sweat), and sour body odour, not feeling well was an understatement. Yuzuki was honestly ready to call it a day and another. Thankfully tomorrow was Sunday.

"Hmm… Let's see… *chuuu!*" The elder lady planted her lips on her temple. Yuzuki knew who Recovery Lady was beforehand, and she was still impressed with clarity returning to her right eye almost instantly. Then her headache and stomach ache easing next and she couldn't be more grateful. "Your muscle soreness doesn't need any help. It's good in the long run. Just rest plenty alright? Here, lots of gummy bears for you."

So Yuzuki did just that. She accepted the jelly candies, threw them all into her mouth, wiped the blood off of her right face, placed back her mask, and stood up. The last bit was proven to be more difficult and she needed the elder's help. Even then she was dragging her feet.

"Yes, I understand, sensei. Thank you for your help," she murmured, attempting to bow only to nearly double over.


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