"This may be interesting after all." Amused, I smirk slyly, stretching, ready for the fun and games.
"Now then we're just wasting time by talking. Let the games begin." Aizawa declares as the test begins.
"Runners on your marks! Ready? Go!" The robot voice calls out as the pink haired girl kneels down barefoot, ready to run while the French guy…
"Nice attempt mon ami but you're not showing enough pinasse. Let your powers shine!" Dramatically, he declares winking, placing his arms behind his head before projecting his beam as the robot says go only then to come crashing down when the laser fades, easily allowing Mina the chance to overtake him and win.
"5.15 seconds!" The robotic voice records the pink haired girl's record.
"Shooting my beam for more than a second hurts my tummy." Weakly, he smiles at us.
"What a tool…" I furrow my brow scowling at the moron alongside the boys.
"Heh guess it's our time to shine heh right Sayako?" Finally it's my go and I am kneel down getting into position being greeted by the black haired boy.
"Yes….right uhh…." Uncertain, I furrow my brow.
"Hanta Sero, you were so badass during the exam!" Excitedly, he praises me.
"Right…" I mutter disregarding him, focusing on the task at hand, sending my threads down into the ground below until seeing the faint rubble across the track.
"You know our quirks are pretty similar this is going to be a fun race! Ready?" He grins at me.
"They aren't that similar." I tell him.
"You think so?" He arches a brow.
"Go!" The robot roars as I flick my wrist, smirking when I am thrown to the other side, swiftly flipping and landing, raising a brow at the record of 4 seconds.
"4-4 seconds!?" I hear some of the others gape but I brush them off wanting to get these tests over and done with.
"I know so." Smoothly, I stand up, my fingertips gently brushing against my fringe flicking it to the side. I dust the debris off my uniform and look down at him. Stunned, Sero gapes down at me making me roll my eyes, turning on my heel and leaving him, unaware of the ruby red flush to his cheeks…
"Wow you hit five hundred and forty kilograms!? You're such a beast!?" Boisterously, Sero declares as we find ourselves inside a gym with some strange clamp thing as me, Shoji, Sero and that grape guy stand either side checking our grip.
"Yeah, like a muscly octopus!" Grape guy points out.
"Still fair play Shoji good to know who I can come to if I have in need of a pickle jar needing to be opened." Cheekily, I wink at him as he simply nods his head while I stare down at my grip score showing 23.0 kg.
"You could come to me you know; my room is always open- AAAh! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Suggestively, grape guy wiggles his brow, making my eye twitch. I raise my clamp up into the high heavens, slamming it down on him making him cry out. I then grab him by the neck, shaking him, cursing roaring, much to the others shock. I feel Shoji gently place his hand on my shoulders, pulling me away from Mineta who shakes quivering in Sero's arms, flinching from my death glare. Giving him the this isn't over, look.
Easily, I use my threads finding a nearby tree and flipping my way over the long jump, landing clumsily much to my annoyance. I turn to furrow my brow when seeing the left side of my sleeve long gone. Dammit…and here I thought I had some control today…
"Hey Sayako, do you do gymnastics? You were really cool with those flips up in the air!" Animatedly, the pink haired girl gushes as I blink.
"Hm? Yeah I did a bit as a kid…" Awkwardly, I answer who the heck is she and how does she know my name?
"As a kid!? That looked so cool!" Blondie throws in.
"It was so manly!" The red head who seems to have a boner for the world proclaims.
"Um…right thank…you?" Uncertain, I shrug and leaves them, scratching my ruby red tinted cheeks, releasing a small noise of unease at the attention.
"Infinite!?" Shocked, the others gawk at the brunette's result.
"That's insane! How's that possible!?" Perplexed, blondie demands.
"That's her quirk." Frankly, I remind her.
"Sashiko…" Aizawa calls out to me, tossing me a new soft ball.
"Hm?" I hum as I get into the circle stretching, having no clue how to really use my threads for this…maybe…hmm…no, my shirt is gone by now, that sidestep challenge did more to my clothes than I had anticipated…I should have brought more.
"You could have easily been on the recommendation list why did you drop out?" He asks me, earning a few shocked looks while I sigh at the stupid question.
"Simple. I wanted to get in using my own power, my own talent, my own skill. I don't need some stupid slip I got from some connection to get me into this school." Snippily, I snap stating the fact of it. I don't want to get into a school based on my connections. I want to do it using my quirk, my power, my skill, I want to see how far I can get with my own ability than rely on him.
"So, you think recommendations shouldn't work?" Amused, Aizawa smirks.
"It's like you said not all of us are equal in this world, some people become heroes thanks to connections but those who do that, those who slither their way to the stop don't deserve to be heroes." Honestly, I state the fact of it before tossing the ball, earning a small meek…40 metres receiving a few shocked looks.
"But hey that's just my opinion. The opinion of a lowly first year…" Lazily, I shrug smirking slyly as I make my way back to the group, feeling a pair of eyes on me making my blues meet a pair of frowning black, which quickly look away. Heh, no doubt she's one of them, this may be more fun than I had thought.
"If Midoriya doesn't shape up soon he's the one going home…" Iida remarks as Midoriya steps into the square.
"Eeeh? Course he is! He's a quirkless loser!" Bakugou huffs making my eyes narrow.
"Just because someone is quirkless doesn't mean they are a loser." Firmly, I state the fact.
"Besides he has a quirk. Did you not hear what he did in the entrance exam?" Iida adds in shocked.
"46 METRES!" Mystified, we watch in baffled by Midoriya's measly score then again, I can't say much…
"W-What gives I was trying to use it just now?" Lost, Midoriya questions perplexed.
"I erased your quirk. The judges for this exam were not rational enough. Someone like you should never be allowed to enroll in this school." Seriously, Aizawa snaps surprising us.
"Wait you did what to my….wait those goggles! I know you! You can look at someone and block out their powers. The eraser hero, eraser head!" Amazed, Midoriya identifies but it doesn't exactly please Aizawa, who remains glaring down at Midoriya his hair moving and his eyes a scorching blood red, glaring down at him.
"You're not ready you don't have enough control over your power. Were you planning on breaking your bones again? Counting on someone else to save your useless body like you did in the exam? No matter what your intentions are. You would be nothing more than a liability in battle. You have the same reckless passion as another overzealous hero I know and became a legend. But even with that drive you're worthless if you can only throw a single punch before breaking down. Sorry Midoriya but with your power there's no way you can become a hero." Harshly, Aizawa explain to Midoriya making me furrow my brow.
"Pathetic…" I huff.
"Excuse you…" Aizawa turns to me his eyes ruby red but I remain unfazed.
"You would give up on Midoriya even though he proved himself in the exam." I begin.
"He destroyed one robot." He furrows his brow.
"And saved lives. That is as equally as important when it comes to being a hero or that's what I thought then again you heroes are too busy showing off you no doubt forgot about that. You are a teacher it is your duty, your responsibility to create new heroes and help expand our quirks, make us the future generation of heroes. But aren't you failing as a teacher if you give up on Midoriya just like that?" Truthfully, I explain.
"What are you saying brat?" Aizawa scowls at me.
"What I'm saying is how can you call yourself a teacher if you give up on him? You are here to teach us to help our quirks grow, to control them if you let Midoriya down right here right now. That's pathetic, to give up on someone…is pathetic. Not to mention, if you give up on him, you're failing as a hero." Haughtily, I explain to him.
"In what regard?" He demands from me.
"He will leave without having controlled his quirk surely he will become a danger to society with the sheer power of his quirk if its left untrained. Leading to more deaths, more chaos and a future problem that could have been handled sooner and even avoided if you let him go now." Resolute, I explain to him feeling eyes on us as he bows his head, releasing Midoriya.
"…You're his kid alright." He huffs shoving his hands into his pockets confusing me.
"Hmph…" I huff turning my back to him and returning to the others, feeling their eyes on me.
"I returned your impractical quirk take your final throw…hurry and get it over with." He tells Midoriya before returning to his seat.
"That was so cool Sasaki san!" Gushing, the brunette girl tells me.
"You were so awesome!" Pinkie gushes.
"That was so manly!" The red head adds.
"I'mma just gonna sidestep away now…" Awkwardly, I shuffle away from the group.
"Sashiko that was a great speech you gave but speaking back to your teacher that's…I do not know how to feel." Conflicted, Tenya confesses as I sweat drop this coming from the guy who had a go at a U.A staff member for some faulty paper.
"Tch he should start packing…" Bakuago huffs.
"I did what I thought was right. I will admit, he does have a point, he may be saving Midoriya from getting his dreams crushed but with a quirk like that, it would do the people more good if he came here to train, to get his quirk under control rather than return him to civil life with a quirk that dangerous." Calmly, I explain to Tenya.
"Such forward thinking as expected of my classmate!" He declares making me furrow my brow.
"I also don't like bullies. They are the scum of the earth." Simply, I conclude malice laced in my tone as my blues glares at a certain pair of ruby red, which happily glares back.
"I'm here chere." Frenchie places his hand on brunette girl.
"Wait…who are you again?" Lost, she asks him only then for our eyes to widen when Midoriya swings the ball watching it reach the high heavens and come crashing down.
"Mr Aizawa…you see I'm still standing." Shakily, Midoriya smiles cradling his bruised bloodied broken finger, tears threatening to fall. He bites his lip, enduring the pain, ready for whatever is thrown at him to achieve this dream of his.
"This kid…" Smirking, Aizawa beams brightly staring down at his phone reading 705.3 metres…
"I'm getting to the bottom of this…!" Bakugo growls.
"Huh?" The rest of us blink when next thing we know…
"Hey Deku you bastard! Tell me how you did that or else you're dead!" Screeching, Bakugo roars, his hands exploding as he lunges at Midoriya.
"What the!?" Iida gasps.
"Sayako can't you stop him?" Panicked, brunette girl turns to me.
"I am not risking tearing this uniform!" Annoyed, I argue when spotting two certain morons turning to me from my words, a certain blonde bimbo and grape guy.
"Ahhh!" Scared, Midoriya cries out only to gasp when…
"Wha…why the hell is your damn scarf so strong!?" Sturggling, Bakuago seethes the scarf clinging to him stopping him.
"Because it's a capture weapon made out of carbon fibre and a special metal alloy. Stand down…it would be wise to avoid making me use my quirk so much, it gives me serious dry eye." Irritated, Aizawa tells him, lowering the scarf. Wonder what happens if he gets pink eye?
"You're wasting my time now whoever's next can step up." Lazily, he dismisses us as we continue the tests until…
"All right time to give you your results. I've ranked you all from best to worst. You should probably have a good idea of your standing already. I'll just pull up the whole list it's not worth going over each and every individual score…"
1. Momo Yaoyorozu
2. Shoto Todoroki
3. Katsuki Bakuago
4. Sayako Sashiko
5. Tenya Iida
6. Fumikage Tokoyami
7. Mezo Shoji
8. Masahiro Ojiro
9. Ejiro Kirishima
10. Ochako Uraraka
11. Koji Koda
12. Rikido Sato
13. Tsuyu Asui
14. Yuga Aoyoma
15. Hanta Sero
16. Denki Kaminari
17. Kyoka jiro
18. Toru hagakure
19. Minoru Menta
20. Izuku Midoriya
"And I was lying no one's going home. That was just a rational perception to make sure you gave it your all." Sadistically, Aizawa reveals to us.
"Whaaa!?" Screeching, Iida, Ochako and Midoriya screech out in horror.
"I'm surprised the rest of you didn't figure that out. I'm sorry I guess I should have said something." Rich girl tells us making my eyes narrow.
"Ya think!?" I huff at the girl, scowling at her. Well hah suck it Aizawa I didn't give it my all! Because if I did…you'd be dealing with a nude girl and no one wants that! No one normal anyway…
"Well, that was pretty nerve wracking huh." Shakily, Sero smiles at us.
"Nah I'm always down for a challenge what about you Sayako san?" The redhead turns to me, I should ask his name but how do I go about this without making it awkward?
"I'm always down for a nap…" Lazily, I yawn, stretching the back of my head.
"Whaa? Come on don't tell me you didn't have a little fun?" He argues.
"Depends on the person I'm beating." Bluntly, I deadpan making him laugh.
"So manly!" He gushes confusing me, but I brush it off not having the energy to deal with him.
"That's it we're done for the day. Pick up the syllabus in the classroom, read it over for tomorrow morning. Midoriya take this and have the old lady fix you up. Things are going to be together for when you're actually training begins, make sure you're prepared…" Aizawa passes Midoriya a note I assume. He leaves and we follow picking up our syllables and heading home for the day.