"Kyana! Oh for the love of- KYANA WAKE UP!" Kyana groaned, and rolled onto her side away from the door, she tipped over the edge and hit the cold floor. Why, did she have to get up, why couldn't she just stay in the comfort of her warm bed? That's what her plan for today was. But apparently her grandmother had other ideas. "Kyana! Get up off the floor, you're going to be late!" Kyana's grandmother poked her back with her cane.
"What, exactly, am I going to be late for?" She mumbled, picking herself up off the floor.
"The UA entrance exams!" Gamma Kono exclaimed, hitting Kyana on the head with her walking stick.
"Gamma I told you I'm not going to that!" Kyana said, rubbing the sore spot with her hand and looking down at her grandmother. Gamma Kono's grey hair was in a bun with many many fly away grey hairs.
The old woman crossed her arms and huffed. "My granddaughter has an amazing quirk and she refuses to try to become a hero! Shameful!"
"It's not that I refuse to use it, it's just that-"
"You scared you're going to hurt someone? Destroy a few buildings? Of course you are! Hero's hurt bad guys all the time, and themselves too! Have you seen how many buildings All Might has destroyed? And he's still the number one hero!" Gamma Kono said waving her arms up in the air and jabbed her cane at an All Might poster.
"No, being a hero is a lot of work," Kyana's mouth opened wide, as she yawned. "When will I get to sleep?" Her grandmother stared at her with a fueling frustration. She began to lift her cane once more, making the teenagers eyes widen. "If I go will you stop bugging me about it?" A smug smirk spread across the wrinkly face.
"Now!" The woman sidestepped the piles of clothes on the floor, to the closet. "Let's find you some clothes!" She opened the closet to reveal multiple vacant hangers and no clothes. Slowly, Gamma Kono turned around, one thin eyebrow arched higher than the Eiffel Tower. "Where are your clothes?" The answer was right in front of them. It was actually on the floor. "Clean up this mess! Hurry or you're going to be late!" She shuffled past her granddaughter striking the floor near her feet, making Kyana jump to avoid the painful cane.
The teen began to gather clothes into her arms and deposit them into the floor of her closet. She picked up a pair of dark jeans and brought them to her nose. They didn't stink or smell at all for that matter, so she threw them onto her bed and continued to look for a shirt.
After finding the rest of today's outfit and fitness clothes, she threw her black hair up in a ponytail, and looped it through the back of a red baseball cap. Kyana put the clothes into a bag and passed the kitchen to the front door.
Gamma Kono popped the toaster and tossed the toast to the teen as she passed the kitchen, "DON'T FAIL!"
Kyana rolled her silver eyes, how could she fail? She had been training for this day for as long as she could remember. Wake up at seven sharp and train her quirk for two hours followed by physical work out. Lunch was full of protein to charge her up for the mandatory school work she had to complete that afternoon. Then dinner and after was an hour or two of free time before she went to bed. That routine was the only one she knew, and it never changed.
The teenager ate her toast and jogged to the station to take a train to the UA entrance exam location.
She had no idea on what she wanted to be growing up, but she never argued with her grandmother. What kid with a quirk didn't want to grow up to be a hero? What kid didn't want to be a hero? As she got older, however, her mindset changed. If her mother was still here, would she be okay with this? What would her father think? Not that she really cared for his opinion, he left Kyana in the care of Gamma Kono when her mum died giving birth. She was thankful she'd never met him, and she hoped it stayed that way.
Her scowl deepened as she got off the train and headed out of the station. It was filled with other teens her age, undoubtedly heading to the exact same place as herself.
Thankfully, the location where the entrance exams were being held, was not far from the station.
"Sorry! It looked like you needed help! I guess I probably should have asked to use my quirk! But I figured it was okay! Anyways, good luck!" Kyana's scowling trance broke and her silver eyes looked ahead and focused on a girl with shoulder length brown hair. Beside her, there was a dark green haired boy. His eyes were wide, like his mouth. The girl ran off to the front doors of the UA entrance exam building leaving the poor boy by himself.
"I-I Just t-t-talked to a g-girl!" He exclaimed, shaking like an electric toothbrush. Kyana smirked as she came up beside him.
"Dude, you did anything but talk to a girl," she commented behind the boy, who jumped. He spun around and almost fell over on his butt. Her hand reached out and she grabbed the front off his shirt and pulled him up right.
"AHHH!"
"Oh, sorry!" She said, feeling slightly bad for scaring the boy even more. "Kyana Konotoya," She introduced, brushing a hand against the part of his black school uniform she had grabbed, smoothing out the wrinkles.
"I-Izuku M-M-Midoryia!" His face reddened, as he struggled for words.
"OUT OF THE WAY DEKU OR YOU'RE DEAD!" The harsh voice screamed at Midoriya. Who jumped again waving his hands frantically, "Look K-Kacchan let's just do our best o-okay?!"
The voice belonged to an ash-blonde boy, and his hair was incredibly spiked. He also ignored Midoriya and pushed past him, as the grump passed his red eyes flickered to a Kyana before focusing back ahead. She looked around suddenly, was that the smell of caramel? She didn't see any sort of vendor selling anything, so she decided to write it off as her imagination. Kyana arched an eyebrow, at the back of the angry boys back. He looked familiar, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
"Do you know him?"
"Uh, yes we go to the same school!"
"So, Pomerania is always like that?" Midoriya looked at Kyana with a confused look.
"What?"
"Oh come on, doesn't he look like one? Here!" Kyana tapped her phone screen a few times then put the phone in front of Midoriya's face, as he registered the photo he smiled sheepishly as he noticed the similarities.
"Oh y-yeah I guess he kinda does look like a Pomeranian, and to answer your previous question, yes he is usually like that. All the time actually!"
"And he thinks he'll be a hero going around talking and acting like that?" She asked him as she held the door open for him, following behind after he entered.
"Uh yeah, ever since he developed his quirk," They found seats in the auditorium, full of other hopeful individuals. "Before that even,"
"Why does he call you Deku?" Kyana asked, although the previous events were some proof of the nickname. But she couldn't judge if tripping over your own feet was a reason to be called useless then she would be Queen Deku.
"It's supposed to be an insult, actually," He said bowing his head in shame. She snorted, she figured that out already. But his eyes filled with shame and sadness. Her smirk disappeared, the kid looked like a sad puppy. No a little cuter, a sad bunny.
"Hey don't worry, they won't let jerks like that into the school," Kyana spoke softly, "heroes aren't supposed to be assholes," the boy looked at her, the sadness was washed away with shock before overtaken with a small smile.
Once again the smell of caramel drifted its way to her senses, she looked around again dumbfounded. As she did she saw ash-blonde hair. Midoriya's temperamental classmate sat down on the other side of Midoriya, his scowl still printed across his face. Was that the only facial expression he could make?
"WELCOME TO TODAY'S LIVE PERFORMANCE!" The voice belonged to the Pro Hero Present Mic. The hero strutted onto the stage with confidence. "EVERYBODY SAY 'HEY'!" Crickets sounded throughout the auditorium in response. Kyana smirked lightly. Clearly the pro hero was expecting more excitement. "WELL, THAT'S COOL, MY EXAMINEE LISTENERS!" She flinched at the loud noise. Not that she wasn't used to it of course, her and Gamma got into plenty of heated arguments. Mostly about how she spent most of her time sleeping. "I'M HERE TO PRESENT THE GUIDELINES OF YOUR PRACTICAL! ARE YOU READY?!"
"It's the voice hero, Present Mic! Wow!" Kyana looked to her side to see Midoriya staring starry eyed at the hero. "I listen to his radio show every week! It's inspiring. Guess all the UA teachers are pro hero's!" He gushed with excitement. Kyana suppressed a giggle, he was a shy boy but apparently quite a fanboy. Then she remembered that the Present Mic's radio show was a late night one. From 3AM to 5AM, if she recalled correctly.
"Shaddup," Growled the ash-blonde, his arms crossed. Midoriya shrunk back into his seat, and bowed his head. Kyana sneered and glared at the asshole. The blonde noticed and angry eyes met hers. With satisfaction of finally being noticed, she returned to paying attention to the loud pro hero.
"THIS IS HOW THE TEST WILL GO, MY LISTENERS!" Present Mic shrieked as a projection switched to a simple layout of the grounds. "YOU'LL BE EXPERIENCING TEN-MINUTE LONG 'MOCK CITYSCAPE MANEUVERS'! BRING ALONG WHATEVER YOU WANT! AFTER THIS PRESENTATION, YOU'LL EACH HEAD TO YOUR ASSIGNED TESTING LOCATION!" The teens pulled out their papers to find their assigned arena. Kyana scanned hers then Midoriya's, and was disappointed to see they were in different arenas. Midoriya was looking at his classmates, and his shaking shoulders relaxed a bit, seeing as they were not in the same arena. However, Kyana caught a glimpse of the paper as well to see the same arena on her paper. Her shoulders slumped and sighed.
"That's so kids from the same middle school can't help each other out, yeah?" The ash-blonde grumbled, Midoriya began to shake once again, and nodded feebly at his comment. "I'll crush them all," the boy's red eyes glanced at Midoriya's paper. "Tch, but you get to live another day," The green haired boy leaned away from the bully. Kyana uncrossed her arms and yanked on Midoriya's arm.
"Get up," Kyana thought he looked fragile, she figured she would easily pull him up. But she was wrong, to her surprise when her hand wrapped itself awkwardly around his bicep, she felt muscle. Midoriya looked at her in confusion. "Just sit in my spot," Kyana yanked once again, the boy got up hesitantly and switched spots with her. She crossed her arms once again, and could feel the ash-blonde's eyes scrutinizing her, she rolled her silver eyes and returned the glare, before resuming to watching the pro hero.
"EACH SITE IS FILLED WITH THREE KINDS OF FAUX VILLAINS. POINTS ARE AWARDED FOR DEFEATING EACH ACCORDING TO THEIR RESPECTIVE DIFFICULTY LEVELS!" The screen flashed again and showed a video game example. The teen felt a surge of confidence, this was going to take place in a mock city. Cities had plenty of metal, whether it was the signs or part of the buildings. She was going to be in her element. There was no way she was going to fail. "USE YOUR QUIRKS TO DISABLE THESE FAUX VILLAINS AND EARN POINTS! THAT'S YOUR GOAL LISTENERS! OF COURSE, PLAYING THE ANTIHERO AND ATTACKING OTHER EXAMINEES IS PROHIBITED!" Beside her, the ash-blonde grumbled, making her smirk and chuckle. He tensed and opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by another student.
"May I ask a question?!" Spotlights turned to the crowd and landed on a tall student a few rows in front of them. "There appear to be no fewer than four varieties of faux villain, on this handout!" He held up a paper and pointed to it. "Such a blatant error, if it is one, is highly unbecoming for UA, Japan's top academy! We're all here today in the hopes of being moulded into model hero's!" Kyana sneered, so they made a mistake, they happened. No matter who you are, mistakes happen to everyone. Even the most well known schools made them.
Suddenly the student turned around to face them. He wore glasses and had dark inky blue hair. He also wore a stern look on his face, his eyes were narrow as he looked right at Midoriya and her.
"And, you, with the curly hair!" He pointed at the nervous boy, who jumped and pointed at himself in surprise. "You've been muttering this whole time...it's distracting!" Kyana narrowed her eyes and sat straighter. "And you! The one beside him, with the dark hair! You're moving around too much!" Kyana scowled and stood up.
"Says the one who just interrupted a pro hero, and is now delaying the whole process. A real hero, or one aspiring to be one, wouldn't slow down a process for the sake of a minuscule mistake. You know, what happens if people are in trouble and you won't leave to save them because you made a mistake of forgetting to take the stick out of your ass," She spat back, leaning on the railing, another spotlight shone into the audience on them. Beside her she could hear the ash-blonde chuckle in amusement. Her smirk grew when she saw the look of shock and disgust on the tall boy's face.
"Konotoya-chan! Sit down!" Midoriya hissed nervously, his arm tugged on her sweater. Present Mic raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT EXAMINEE 7111, NICE CATCH, THANKS! AND EXAMINEE 0179, MAYBE TRY NOT TO MAKE ANY ENEMIES TODAY!" Kyana frowned and narrowed her eyes at the pro hero, who ignored her. Beside her, the ash-blonde smirked. The spotlights disappeared, Midoriya continued to lightly tugged on her hoodie sleeve.
"You should probably sit down now Konotoya-chan before you get kicked out," He squeaked. She grumbled and reluctantly sat down, not wanting to take her chances. There was no way she was going to explain that one to her grandmother without it turning into a yelling match.
"THE FOURTH FAUX VILLAIN VARIETY GIVES 0 POINTS! HE'S MORE OF AN OBSTACLE!" Present Mic continued. "HAVE YOU ALL PLAYED SUPER MARIO BROTHERS?!" Kyana raised an eyebrow at the mention of the game, being a hero was not like a video game. "IT'S KINDA LIKE A THWOMP! ONLY ONE AT EACH SITE! A 'GIMMICK' THAT'LL RAMPAGE AROUND IN CLOSE QUARTERS!"
"Got it! So it's like a stage gimmick to be avoided. Thank you, sir. I apologize for the interruption," the tall boy bowed over.
"Don't have to apologize if you don't do it!" Kyana hollered out in annoyance. She just wanted to get this over with.
"Konotoya-chan!" Midoriya gasped, he waved his hands around when the boy turned around with shock written on his face. "She didn't mean it!" She turned to look at him.
"Oh, I meant it,"
"ALRIGHT, CALM DOWN EVERYONE! THERE'S NOT MUCH MORE THAT I GOTTA SAY! I'LL LEAVE MY LISTENERS WITH OUR SCHOOL MOTTO. THE GREAT HERO NAPOLEON BONAPARTE ONCE SAID "TRUE HEROISM CONSISTS IN BEING SUPERIOR TO THE ILLS OF LIFE," Kyana shifted in her seat and started to get up. "PLUS ULTRA! BREAK A LEG EVERYONE!" Present Mic shouted out louder than before, this shocked the teen and she fell back into her chair. Her eyes were wide and her cheeks dusted pink when she heard the ash-blonde let out an amused huff.
"Dammit! What the hell is wrong with that guy!?" Kyana asked angrily as her hand rested over her beating heart.
"Are you alright Konotoya-chan?!" Midoriya asked, she nodded her head in response and stood up as the rest of the examiners did so. They made their way to the change rooms.
"Good luck, Midoriya!" Kyana smiled before slipping into the girls' change room.
At the site.
A large group of students her age waited at the gates. Many of the students had fancy and cool quirks. Unlike her's which was the complete opposite. But nonetheless, she liked her simple quirk. To her, it seemed the flashier and stronger the quirk, the stronger the drawbacks. She spent her time waiting by stretching her hands and moving her fingers around. To use her quirk she had to use her hands, moving her fingers often. This made her fingers and hands cramp painfully. However, it was nothing that a hot bath couldn't fix.
Although Kyana was a part of the eighty percent of the world's population which was gifted with a quirk, she felt out of place here. While the other kids had gone to schools (either public or private) she had been homeschooled, and had no friends.
She then realized that she was getting glared at by a few nearby kids, she was fiddling with her bracelets making annoying cling clanging sounds. Her response was default, a dead stare, the teen's eyes widened before turning away.
Her silver eyes continued to scan the crowd, and they landed on another teen. He had black spiked hair, unlike the ash-blondes however it was shaggy and didn't stick up. He also stood by himself, and looked like he was about to puke. Without thinking her legs moved her body towards him.
"Hey, you'll do fine," She whispered without looking at him, he was shaken from his trance and looked at her in surprise.
"What?"
"I said you'll do fine," She repeated herself and gave him a small awkward smile. He widened his eyes before returning the grin, except bigger. His sharp teeth were revealed as he did so. That's when she noticed a faint scar above his left eyebrow.
"Thanks! I knew there was going to be a lot of people, but...there are a lot of people!" He said scanning the large group of people. Kyana chuckled and nodded at the boy, then opened to her mouth to speak but was cut off by the loud voice of the pro hero.
"WELL DON'T JUST STAND THERE! GOOO!" Present Mic yelled, and before she could say anything more, she was swept up into the sea of people as the gates opened.
Struggling against the flow of teens she flattened herself against a building, there were too many people here, at the entrance. Kyana looked around and saw a street lamp not far from herself. She flexed her fingers and made pegs pop out of the pole. She climbed to the top, now she was above the crowd, robots were starting to appear as well. A few meters away another lamp post stood, she flexed her fingers making it stretch towards her and she jumped. Her arms were stretched out as she hung on it before pulling herself back up. A clear path of lamp posts continued into the heart of the arena, where the number of students would be substantially smaller.
She looked down at the crowd and saw the black haired boy jump at a robot, however nothing came out of his skin. Did he even have a quirk?
The answer came quickly, the boy's arm hardened like a rock, and he hit the robot, ripping through the metal. She raised her eyebrows, impressive like her's, his quirk was simple but effective.
As she continued to hop from lamp post to lamp post, Kyana stopped to destroy an unattended robot. Occasionally stealing a few from other contenders, who would stare at her in disbelief.
Not long after she made it to the heart of the arena, no students could be seen so she got down from the lamp post like she had gotten up it.
Kyana caught her breath, focus and smash, focus and smash. She told herself repeatedly. A robot rounded the corner and was now headed in her direction, she focused on the robot and used her fingers to mimic pulling something apart, and the head of the robot came off with ease. Kyana smiled being able to manipulate metal was an awesome quirk, simple yet destructive. This was going to be a piece of cake, as long as she could find the robots, she would pass. The teen counted her points as she continued to destroy and rip apart robots sixty-six... BOOM! BOOM!
"DIEEE!" A voice screamed, she tried her best to go in the opposite direction of Pomerania boy but he was covering ground, and at an annoyingly fast speed.
She pulled apart another robot one that the boy was going for but missed thanks to her, Kyana winced when she flexed her hands. They were starting to cramp up already.
"HEY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING EXTRA?!"
"Getting points, extra!" She mocked, he opened his mouth to say something but was stopped by a rumbling sound. A tall robot taller than some of the buildings in the arena made its way towards the two of them.
Kyana stared at the giant robot. She could either run away from it and not over exert herself or she could prove that she belonged at the school. Deciding that if she stood out just enough, just so that whoever was evaluating these tests would notice her. That was enough, while she often preferred to stay to herself, this was non negotiable. If the girl didn't stand out, there was no way she was getting into UA.
Kyana smiled, this was her territory anyways, she ran towards the robot. The Pomerania boy must have seen her thought process because he growled and ran after her. He may have explosions but ripping apart robots was much easier when you can manipulate metal. Kyana manipulated the broken robots on the ground to create a staircase, she climbed her way up to the robots shoulder. Her chest heaved up and down, and she winced as she flexed her hands. Sweat made its way down her face, and covered her entire body. But up high there was a cool wind, which woke her up.
There was a loud explosion and the robot rocked slightly, the action startled her. She looked over at the other shoulder and saw the ash-blonde attacking the robot. The girl groaned, like hell she was letting him get all the spotlight. Against her hands cries of pain, she flexed her fingers, concentrating on the metal neck. The metal started to rip apart before completely beheading the robot. This made the robot jolt to a harsh stop. This threw both teenagers off the robot. In an attempt to stop herself from becoming a pancake she flexed her fingers. The sharp movement released pain, making her cry out.
Kyana quickly realized that she wasn't going to be able to save herself. She was drained of energy, and used her quirk for a much longer period of time than she was used to. She supposed it was worth stealing another one of the jerks robots. But now it was not worth her life.
However, she was still going to land hard on the flat pavement below because of her impulsive decision. In a last attempt to save herself she tucked her head into her body and hoped for the best. But she never hit the ground, for the third time today she smelt caramel, Kyana peaked from her ball of protection to see that the ash haired boy used his quirk to grab her from midair. Was it him that smelled like caramel? What kind of deodorant did he use?
They landed on the ground and she jumped from his hold and dusted herself off, a little pissed off by the fact that he had saved her.
"AREN'T YOU GOING TO THANK ME?" He growled clearly unimpressed with himself.
"Yeah, whatever," she mumbled, checking to make sure she still had her bracelets on.
"Tch, whatever!" He said, stomping away. What a strange boy, Kyana thought. She turned her attention to Recovery girl who was handing out gummies to the other contenders.
"That was awesome! The way you used your quirk to make a staircase and then rip the head off! So manly!"A hand clamped down on her shoulder. She turned to see the dark haired boy from before.
"Thanks! You did really well too!" She replied to the spiky haired boy, she hadn't seen him
"Ejirou Kirishima! Quirk: Hardening! My skin can harden at will!" She giggled slightly mentally, but it was pretty handy.
"Kyana Konotoya! I can manipulate metal at will to do whatever I want it to do," she replied with an awkward smile.
"Neat! You're for sure to pass, you kicked some serious ass!" Kirishima complimented, she blushed slightly at the comment. She didn't receive them often.
"Thanks! Well, I gotta go find my friend. Good luck, hope you passed!" Kyana awkwardly ended the conversation and rushed off to find Midoriya.
Kyana spent a few minutes searching for the timid boy, but didn't find him.
The sun was just peeking over the city's buildings, the rays were now orange and the sky was a blush pink. Her shoulders slumped in defeat, as she looked around her one more time.
"I guess I'll find out soon," She mumbled to herself, slumping her shoulders in defeat. If she didn't get home soon her grandmother was not going to be impressed.
Back at home she drew herself a hot bath, resting her head back and let her hands soak in the steaming water. She closed her heavy eyelids and breathed deeply, wanting to drift into a deep sleep. However, her mind was replaying the events of the day. Meeting Midoriya and Kirishima, having the pleasure of stealing the angry pomeranian's points. As much as she tried to calm her thoughts, they replayed and replayed making her wonder if she had done enough that day. Kyana could have done things differently. Instead of climbing to the top of lamp posts she could have climbed to the top of the buildings and been able to find the robots faster and easier. She could have done so many things differently.
When Kyana told Gamma Kono about the exam she laughed at her anxiousness.
"Kyana! This was too easy for you! There's no way you could've failed!" Gamma Kono chuckled from the kitchen. "Unless you failed the written part,"