A night after the letter of acceptance into U.A. Almight found my number and texted me. He told me he wanted to talk face to face at the beach.

"Almight," I said.

A few people close by were looking at us.

"Look I know you hate me, kid. But just lay it off just this once." He whispered.

"Just kidding," I said jokingly "I only call you like that because as a child you were obsessed with him."

The other people turned around clearly disappointed.

"Congrats on passing." Said Almight and held out his palm for a high five.

"What do you want?" I asked and ignored the invitation for a high five.

"I'm a teacher at U.A, and I want to help you and pass down my quirk."

"I know and find someone else."

"Why do you hate me so much?"

I sighed and said. "That day when the villains tried to abduct me, I was a scared kid. You defeated them. But I killed one of them when they got close to me with a flick of my hand. You looked at me like a monster, you treated me like a villain for the rest of my life. I was bullied for being 'quirkless' because you said that I can't ever use my quirk or say I have one. And you think you can stroll in here and say you know what I did for the last eight years means NOTHING." My talking turned into yelling, screaming at the top of my lungs.

Everyone turned around. I walked off and left Almight to digest what happened.

In April it was time to go to U.A at last.

"See you, Mum," I yelled.

"But you're-" Said Mum.

"I have everything." I butted in.

"Going now," I yelled.

I managed to get to school late and was looking for the classroom 1-A. The door was four times as big as an average person. Brown with red writing. At last, I had found classroom 1-A.

When I thought of rivals Bakugou and Iida appeared, I couldn't wait to kick there faces in. I opened the door and a smirk appeared on my face. Bakugou had his feet on the desk and Iida was complaining about it.

"Isn't that rude to the U.A upperclassmen and the people who made the desk?" He asked.

"I don't think so, what school did you go to, you side character?" Bakugou asked.

Smartass put a hand on his chest and said: "I attended Somi Private Academy."

"Somi, you damn elite, I'll have fun crushing you."

"Crushing? That's horrible, is your aim really to be a hero?"

Everyone turns around.

"You're." Said smartass, it was more a statement than a question.

"Izuku Midoriya," I replied.

"Good morning! I am from Somei Private Academy. My name is-"

"Mhm, already heard. Sooo nice to meet you, Iida."

"Midoriya, you realized there was something more to that practical exam, didn't you? I had no idea. I misjudged you! I hate to admit it, but you are better than me."

"Keep it up," I said.

"Oh, the curly hair person. You passed, just like Present Mic said! Of course, you did, you were amazing. Break! Break! Break! Br-" She said.

"Sure, whatever. Just stop saying break" I said.

I remember Bakugou went mad after learning I made it through the exam a few days ago.

"How did you get in, what dirty trick did you use?" He yelled.

"Kacchan, it was through my own logic, that you'll never have," I replied then walked away.

Bakugou tried to punch me. I broke both his hands using my quirks with a simple crush motion. Bakugou for once was smart and walked away.

"Damn deku, what's up with him?" Bakugou mumbled.

"Is this just the entrance ceremony and orientation? What's our teacher like? I'm so nervous." The nice girl said and swung her arms.

A man with messy black hair and squinting black eyes was in a yellow sleeping bag zipped up to the face. His face hadn't been shaved for a month or so. He rolled on the ground to the entrance of the classroom.

"Go somewhere else if you want to play at being friends." Said Eraserhead.

The nice girl turned around and stared at the teacher. I prayed that this wasn't our teacher.

"This is the hero course." He said then had some fruit juice out of a carton that made a horrific sucking noise.

Oh god somethings there, I thought.

"Right, it took eight seconds before you were quiet," Eraserhead said and stood up out of the sleeping bag.

"Time is limited. You kids need to be more rational. I am your homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shouta. Nice to meet you " He said.

Everyone was confused. It was understandable when a teacher like him showed up.

"It might be sudden, but put this on." He said.

He held up a PE shirt and pants that was mostly blue but with white and red as well. Everyone blinked and looked at him.

I knew that U.A doesn't have a usual school system and depending on the teacher a whole class can be expelled. So when we went out onto the athletics field and got told it was a quirk assessment I wasn't surprised

"What about the entrance ceremony? How about the orientation?" Asked the nice girl.

"If you are going to be a hero, you don't have time for leisurely events like this. U.A.'s selling point is that the school traditions are unrestricted. That is also how teachers run their classes. You kids have been doing these since Junior High" Said Eraserhead.

He paused then said "Physical fitness tests where you weren't allowed to use your quirks. This country still uses these averages taken from results of students not using their quirks. It's not rational. Well, the Ministry of Education is putting off its decision in that manner. Bakugou you were the best, have a go at softball toss."

"You can do whatever you like as long as you stay within the circle." Eraserhead finished what he said.

Bakugou got ready to throw the ball. He threw it with a body twist an explosion at the end and yelled die. Rings of smoke followed the trail of the ball the fire.

"Know your maximum first. That is the most rational way to form the foundation of the hero." Eraserhead said. He held up the device. It said 705.2 meters.

Everyone was in awe of Bakugou's throw. There we many comments like 705 meters, for real? But people also commented it looks fun.

"It looks fun." Muttered Eraserhead and then talked louder. "It takes you three years to be a hero. Will you have an attitude like this the whole time?"

Eraserhead grinned. "Alright, whoever comes last in all eight tests will be judged to have no potential. And will be expelled." He said.

"Huh!" Everyone yelled.

I thought this is bad for me. My quirk requires me to see the object and only for a few seconds. It doesn't work on me. I need to come up with a plan.

"Last place will be expelled? This is the first day of school. No, even if it's not the first day of school it's still too unfair." Asked the nice girl.

"Natural disasters, big accidents and selfish villain. Calamities that can't be predicted. Japan and the world are covered in unfairness. Heros are the ones who reverse these. For the next three years, it will be one hardship after the other. Go beyond. Plus Ultra. Overcome it with all you've got." Said Eraserhead.

Everyone prepared for whatever got thrown that them. I stood there mad because my dad was a villain, although when he heard that my mum gave birth to me, he stopped being a villain. But ironically, he was killed in a bank robbery.

"The real thing starts now." Said Eraserhead.

On the 50m dash, I got 7.02 seconds. It was better than what I previously had at least. Although I got 2nd in the grip test. Because I made the numbers display outrageous numbers. On the standing long jump, I did poorly in. On repeated side jumps I also did poorly. But on the ball tosses, I told the ball to evade gravity. When I lost sight of it the ball slowly touched the ground. 706 meters, hopefully, this will be enough.

Everyone else is better than me in these tests. However, it only comes down to the real fights.