Limitations.
After all the students cleared out from campus you finally began your training.
"Am I excited or nervous?" You wring your hands together to loosen the stiff feeling from them. Your quirk was the easiest to use around your hands and feet, but your whole body could send an [eject] out if you wanted to. However, for the past ten years you had barely used it at all. Doubt crept into the back of your mind.
"If you're ready, we can go through the basics." Aizawa's voice cut through and brought you out of your worrying. He sounded annoyed again.
"All Might was supposed to be here and act as the punching bag." He grumbled. "I suppose we'll start without him."
"He's definitely disappointed!" He must have wanted to see Toshinori get hit. You began. The so-called basics were similar to the physicals you remembered from school.
"Do everything twice. Once around with your regular strength, then with your quirk." Nervously you began.
Without your quirk you were terrible. Not much strength, even less speed. By the end of the first circuit you were out of breath. You made a mental note to start exercising more. He then moved you on to the quirk assessment. Though it's embarrassing now, as a kid you thought extensively of all the ways to use your quirk in battle. During the ball throw your shot went a pretty good distance with a well placed [eject] behind it. Focusing your power toward the ground you could enhance your running, too. Unfortunately you weren't used to the speed and ended up stumbling a few times. You did manage to shave off a second or two despite that.
Your weakest point was sidesteps. You couldn't control that many pulses right after the other, so the score was pretty much the same as when you did it normally. With every use of your power the effect increased. Between tasks you shifted impatiently. The moods that got amplified always varied. You suspected it chose the dominant emotion you were feeling at the time. Today, that was anxiety.
"Are we done now?" The second round was finished but Aizawa didn't look like he was going to let up any time soon.
"You can't expect to become a hero unless you push yourself. Once more."
You cursed silently, but tried to comply. One more ball throw gave you the best score yet, but your fidgeting got worse. You started to lose your patience and wanted to stop. It was easy to tell your limit was approaching and the extra anxiety toward passing it made you feel like throwing up. You couldn't do it.
"I'm done." It wasn't as if you knew for sure he could stop your quirk. Everything you expected of him so far was based on what other people said he could do. Doubt swirled around your head and consumed you.
"What if he can't do it?"
All Might finally appeared at the last minute to find you both arguing. Aizawa was angry about wasting his time, and you scoffed at his ridiculous expectations. Your nails dug into your clenched fists in attempt to keep as calm as you could. You stormed away without another word.
xXx
With no need for a powered up All Might, Toshinori turned back into his regular self.
"That looked like it went well. How did _ _ do?" He caught the small phone Aizawa tossed to him. It displayed the results from the past two hours.
"An amazing quirk, but she refused to go beyond it"
After a quick glance he handed the phone back.
"I already talked to her about this, but you two just need some time to trust each other. Did you show her how your quirk worked?"
"I felt it was unnecessary."
All Might sighed heavily.
xXx
It took a while for your vamped up emotions to subside, but you made it to a normal amount of angry now. All Might found you sitting on a bench, still on the campus grounds. He was in hero form again, and it looked like he had been running about in search of you.
"You don't have to balloon up in front me, you know." The words came out more harshly than you intended.
"...sorry."
With a small poof he took a seat next to you. You felt guilty. The argument was pretty childish and Aizawa was only doing his job.
"We don't get along, do we?" You were a mix of bitter and remorseful.
"Ah, I wouldn't worry. Aizawa is just like that. He's probably not used someone reluctant about their quirk. Most kids here are dying to become heroes." You both sat quietly for a bit.
"Why did you stop wanting to be a hero?"
You made a face at his question. It was a stupid reason.
"Its not a trauma or anything. It just... makes me feel isolated." You thought back. "When I was younger my sister and I would play in the woods and mountains a lot. I fell off the path once and down a cliff; took her with me. We only got a few scratches. I tried tossing her up with my quirk until she could reach the top and get help, but after she made it..."
"You hit your limit?"
"They couldn't get near me for hours. It scared me, so I gave up."
Shaking your head, you try to get rid of heavy mood.
"It was a long time ago. Hearing that guy could erase quirks made me want to be a hero again and push past it. But it's my fault I couldn't trust him." Talking had made you feel much better, and you thanked Toshi for his kindness. You headed home, disappointed with yourself.
"So people worry about things like that." He turned to Aizawa, who had been lying hidden some ways away from the conversation.
"You should be easier on her."
"I don't want advice from a guy can't show up on time."
Hope you guys are still enjoying the story. I always appreciate feedback, so thanks to the Anon that keeps commenting.
I'm assuming they are the same person.
