"Izuku, hurry up, we're gonna be late."

Yuki stood in front Midoriya Household's door, U.A. uniform as her clothing and a dark grey backpack. Today is the day the two will step into the U.A. Academy as official students. Only one step closer to becoming a hero.

"Okay, wait a sec!" Midoriya's reply came from the other side of the door. A few seconds later the door opened, revealing Midoriya in his U.A. uniform. His mother stood behind him with a smile, eyes glassy from tears.

Midoriya bid farewell to his mother, closed the door, and started to jog away from his house. Yuki followed his pace and trailed beside him quietly.

()()()()()

"1-A... 1-A..."

Midoriya muttered, frantically looking around to find their class. Yuki trailed beside him, turning her head occasionally. "There," she said, pointing at the class sign a few steps ahead of them. When they reached the door, Midoriya gawked at the door. How can he not? It's two or three meters tall.

"I hope we're not in the same class as the scary people..." He muttered full of hope, glancing at the girl beside him. Yuki shrugged. "There's only one way to find out," she said, opening the door.

Oh boy, Midoriya's hope is crushed. Iida was scolding Bakugou about his feet on the desk. Glancing at Midoriya, Yuki can clearly see his sweatdrop. Looking back at the class, Yuki noticed Iida who was still scolding Bakugou. 'Eh, he's in this class too, huh.'

"What school did you come from anyways, you side character?!" "I attended Somei Private Academy. My name is Iida Tenya." "Soumei?! So you're a damn elite along with that freak, huh?! Looks like I'll have more fun crushing you!" ""Crushing"? You're terrible! Are you really aiming on becoming a hero?" Was pretty much the bickering.

"Morning, Tenya," greeted the white-haired girl. Their bickering stopped and the two, or rather the whole class turns their head towards her and Midoriya. Midoriya visibly flinched while Yuki remained a deadpan.

"Shimokaze, you're in this class? And you..." His voice trailed off when he sees Midoriya. Iida stiffly walked towards the two while introducing himself. Midoriya quickly but politely cuts him off and introduces himself.

Iida started rambling about how Midoriya was better than him when a girl with brown hair appeared behind Midoriya. She started talking with him while Midoriya himself seems to be blushing and stammering.

"We should sit down, homeroom teacher's here," Yuki recommended, stepping into the class. "Huh? What do yo--" "If you want to make friends, this isn't the place. This is a hero course."

The girl turned around to the lazy, tired and deep voice. A yellow caterpillar sleeping bag was on the floor, a head poking out of it. The man inside opens the zipper from inside and stepped out.

"Eight seconds to shut up. Time is limited. You kids aren't rational enough," said the man. He glanced into the class. "I'm your homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shouta. Nice to meet yo. Also this is a bit sudden, but put this on and go out onto the field," he said after the short introduction, pulling out a clothing from the sleeping bag.

()()()()()

"Quirk asessment test?!

"B-but the entrance ceremony--! What about the orientation--?" Stammered the girl known as Uraraka Ochaco. Aizawa stares at his new students tiredly. "Heroes have no time for such minor events," he said.

'Well someone doesn't give a damn,' Yuki mentally commented. "U.A.'s selling points is how unrestricted its school traditions are. That applies to us, teachers, as well," Aizawa explained.

"You've done physical test without using your Quirks, right?" He asked, showing a list of tests from a phone. Aizawa stated that not using quirk in the test is irrational, and how the Ministry of Education is procrastinating. He then proceed by telling Bakugou to throw the ball and adding his quirk while doing so.

'Katsuki's best throw in Junior High is 67 meters if I remember correctly from Izuku. If he uses his quirk, then--'

"DIE!" Bakugou screamed, throwing the ball and adding a blast to it, successfully cutting Yuki's train of thoughts. 'Of course,' she mentally face-palmed. A beep was heard when the ball landed. "Know your own maximum first. That is the most rational way to form the foundation of a hero," Aizawa explained, holding up the phone with the number 705.2 on the screen.

Students are starting to cheer, commenting how fun it is and whatnot. Yuki stayed quiet and simply observe the homeroom teacher. She wasn't afraid, because she can't feel any type of emotion, but a chill went up her spine.

""It looks fun," huh?"

'Now they've done it,' Yuki mentally stated with a sigh as her classmates stares at their teacher. "Three years to become a hero. I wonder if you'll have those attitudes the whole time," he said, a dark grin etched on his face.

"Then, whoever comes last in all eight test will be judged has no potential and will be punished with expulsion," he continues. "Huh?!"

'It could be a bluff, or it could be real. Knowing him...' Yuki thought again, still staring at the black-haired male. She glanced at Midoriya beside her. He looked worried and afraid, staring at his right hand. Staring back at the pro hero, she tapped Midoriya's shoulder. "We're free to do what we want about the students' circumstances," Aizawa said, smirking darkly.

"Welcome to U.A.'s Hero Course!"

()()()()()

"Last place will be expelled? But this is the first day of school! Even if it's not, that's still unfair!" Uraraka protested. Aizawa does not seem to care, as he explained that Japan is a country shrouded by unfairness, bad things happening unexpectedly, natural disasters, big accidents, selfish villains, etc.

"Heroes are people who reverse such situations. If you want to go to Mickey D's after school for a chat, too bad. Prepare for the three years of hardships from U.A. Go beyond. Plus Ultra. Overcome it with your all."

"Demonstration's over. The real thing starts now."

()()()()()()

Yuki aced most of the tests, but not Midoriya, as he came in last place. The green-head looks so sad and disappointed, so Yuki decided to approach her childhood friend and give him a simple pat on the back. "Don't worry," she said reassuringly.

"Also, the expulsion was a lie," Aizawa said a few seconds later. Midoriya's mouth dropped open, staring at the teacher, then Yuki. "See?" She said.

"It's actually pretty obvious if you think about it," said Yaoyorozu. Yuki nodded in agreement as she thought about it as well. She look around, studying her classmates' expression. Some look happy, some look relieved.

That's when her eyes caught an eye similar to her own.