Midoriya was bloody, covered in bruises and gash wounds while dirt and soot was smeared acrossed his face. His breathing was coarse and labored, his body sore from the abuse he had endured. His clothes were practically gone, his chiseled chest fully exposed from losing his shirt and was now only wearing his completely torn pants.

"H-How many more are there? These villains are tough, I was barely even able to hold off the first wave. They must have some absorption quirk because my punches aren't cutting it," Midoriya analyzed the situation.

He fell on his knee in exhaustion, his limbs go weak from exerting much of his stamina from brawling. "Agh, I can't go down now, I need to do my best to protect what's left of humanity. If I was just a little stronger…" he said, struggling to pick himself back up.

"Well well well, it seems like the surface dweller is weakening. Perhaps, he was no match for us Subterraneans after all," One giant laughed

Midoriya glared at the group of villains as they advanced toward him, gritting his teeth while his anger helped surge adrenaline back through his muscles.

"You may have been able to survive our punches, but you were nothing in the end human. Now die!" The warrior yelled as he prepared to execute the boy.

"NOT YET," Izuku yelled with determination as his fighting spirit raged within him. He soared through the air, just narrowly avoiding the humongous fist of a Subterranean warrior, who was surprised that the man still had fight left in him. Cocking his arm back, Midoriya released a feral roar as he nailed his fist into the face of the mole man, knocking it at least a mile back. But the victory was short-lived as another Subterranean slammed its giant fist into Izuku's tiny body.

The greenette cried out a distressed and agonizing yelp as he felt his body go numb from the pain. Struggling to counter, he managed to punch its fist back and broke the Subterranean's hand with its fingers now bent in several awkward angles. Midoriya let out another battle cry as he punched its chest, sending it flying a couple thousand of feet.

But suddenly, two more mole men emerged from the ground, and with a surprise attack, rammed both of their fists into Izuku who groaned under the pressure of being crushed.

"Why won't you give up!?" One of them said. Midoriya grinded his teeth and let out a beastly growl as he summoned all of his might to push the fists off of him.

"Because…" He grunted. A familiar feeling was coming back to him, one he had forgotten for so long ago.

"I am…" The two subterraneans felt themselves get cold feet as their fists started getting pushed outward and couldn't push any harder.

"A HERO!" Midoriya screamed as he flicked his arms out, successfully launching the two giants trapping him off of his body. There was a fire in his eyes, one that would never die out as it burned too strongly. That flame was Midoriya's heroic spirit.

The green-haired hero curled a tight fist as he called upon all the strength within him to defeat his worthy opponents. "PLUS ULTRA SERIOUS PUNCH" The young hero cried as he launched his fist at the nearest Subterranean.

RING

But as soon as the punch landed, Midoriya's eyes shot open as his alarm clock rang loudly. It was his snooze. He looked at the time and sighed in disappointment.

"Ah shoot, I'm gonna be late for my first day.

Last night, I had an amazing dream. And when I woke up, I was reminded of the harsh reality. It had been such a long time that I had forgotten what a real fight felt like.

Bakugou made his way out of the train station and towards the large glass, H-shaped building that was U.A. He was supposed to meet Deku fifteen minutes ago but decided he wasn't going to risk being late on the first day of school because of that idiot. He must have overslept.

He was going to be honest. He was kind of annoyed by the fact that his friend was practically a god but was so… normal. Deku was just an average guy who should have been staring down and judging humanity from the skies, gracing people with his might when they needed him. A new symbol. The next All Might.

Instead, he was a geek who liked watching hero news, read slice-of-life manga and played video games despite sucking at it. He would constantly crave katsudon and fried chicken and saved coupons for local sales. Deku was anything but an ideal.

Bakugou also hated the fact his strength was nowhere near his friend's strength. Sure his reflexes were sharp as hell and he had killer mobility, ranking him an S for technique and intelligence.

But in terms of raw power? Fucking A class. How could he even think about comparing himself to Deku if his power was so damn weak? He needed to bring his quirk to S class strength if he wanted to stand with the best and take on dragon-level threats.

He was approaching the entrance of the school, to which he spotted a familiar face a little further away. Upon noticing saw her though, she recognized him and a wide smile grew on her face as she hurried forward. "Bakugou!" She called happily

Brown hair. Big eyes. Completely forgot her name.

"Hey Pink Cheeks," he greeted.

"I'd knew you'd get in! This is awesome!" She said. "I hope we're in the same class."

"You in 1-A?" Katsuki asked.

"Aw sweet! Let's do our best this year right?!" She said confidently.

"Already on it," he responded in a chill tone.

The two made their way through the front doors and into the halls, with Pink Cheeks really driving the conversation. "And then All Might was like, 'However, there are rescue points!' and said my score was raised well enough to get in," She narrated in her energetic tone.

"But honestly, I really should be thanking you Bakugou. I had no idea if that zero pointer really was going to hurt me or not. So when you swooped in and saved me, I was really relieved that I wasn't helpless," Pink Cheeks thanked. "So to start off our year, I wanna say I am grateful to have met you.

"Honestly, it's not that big of a deal. Just don't make me have to do it again alright?" Bakugou accepted her thanks.

"You can count on it. I'll get strong enough to be able to take care of myself, that's a promise." She said with an energetic and focused voice with her fists raised. 'I also hope I can get to know you. You are my first hero after all,' She thought to herself.

Disoriented and confused, Uraraka turned around to see what had caused the commotion. Her heart swelled with dread as she saw a gargantuan robot over the size of a six-story building towering over her. On it, painted a very large, noticeable zero.

"I think that's my cue to run!" she frantically screamed. However, after trying to follow everyone else, only to feel something keeping her leg where it was. She turned around and saw that her foot was stuck in the ground, trapped in between a fault in the road and a chunk of concrete.

'Oh no,' She thought to herself in dread.

Having just taken 3 steps, the titan was hovering over Uraraka now, with its giant foot taking another step forward.

'I'm actually going to die…' She told herself as the foot came down to crush her. She shut her eyes, praying it wouldn't actually step on her.

But a certain ash-blonde had noticed her distressed state and rushed toward the colossus before it could even take its fourth step.

"INCINERATE!" Bakugou screamed

Bakugou fired another explosion at the zero pointer's large mechanical body, pushing it further back and preventing Uraraka from getting squashed in just the nick of time.

He smiled wickedly as he prepared himself to take down the robotic behemoth, with Uraraka staring at her hero wordless from shock and gratefulness.

"W-Who?!" She said flabbergasted.

"Get the hell out of here already! Imma blow it's head off!" He shouted at her. He fired a small explosion at the rumble on her, reducing it into pebbles and immediately took off into the sky.

Ocacho picked herself up and watched the amazing, fiery ascent of her savior as she limped away. Bakugou was over its head now and prepared his next attack. He lifted his left palm facing the sky while his right was pointing straight down, priming it with lots of his sweat. He fired an explosion off from his left hand and was propelled directly down on it.

"ORANGE DETONATOR!" He screamed as his right hand slammed on its head, igniting an enormous explosion with extra power from boosted from his thrust that shook the whole area around him, as well as enveloping everything in a flashy red and orange glow.

Nearly all the other participants in Ground Alpha had noticed the epic victory as the pure destruction that had taken place was enough to sound like an earthquake was going on and the sky to look as if a bomb had gone off.

Through the devastation of the zero pointer, Uraraka found herself unscathed from the move Bakugou had pulled off.

Aimlessly searching through the smoke and ash, she was finally able to get a glimpse at her hero, standing tall and proud over the mechanical giant's defeated "corpse".

"Damn I'm good," She heard him say with oozing pride with a proud smile. Her heart fluttered for a moment there with her cheeks turning red as she stared at him in wonder.

She then noticed Bakugou had stopped walking.

"Looks like this is it. Why're the doors so damn big though?" He commented in his brash voice.

"I dunno, but let's go greet our new classmates!" Uraraka suggested.

Bakugou groaned. "Ugh, I'm sure they're stuck up."

Pink Cheeks frowned as she opened the door. "You shouldn't assume that about people you haven't even met yet-"

"Please, cease your chattering and sit in your seats like they are meant to be used! This is not a playground, everyone!" Iida ordered loudly as he stood where his desk was.

The ash-blonde grinned at the brunette. "Yeah, you were saying again?"

She simply pouted. "Well, you still shouldn't judge a book by its cover."

Half the class had noticed Bakugou presences and new conversations were made as the examinees from Ground Alpha were all aware of Bakugou's impressive feat.

"Hey, it's that cute guy who took down the zero pointer," Ashido whispered to Toru.

"Oh yeah, I heard he used some crazy firepower that shook the whole city," her friend responded

"Talking about setting the bar, I saw he already had some super moves going into the exam," Kaminari enviously said.

Uraraka hid her grin, having seen the event up close. Her eyes went however as she realized that her pink classmate had just called him cute. "Looks like you're already popular Bakugou," She congratulated with a bit of defensiveness in her tone.

Bakugou rolled his eyes at the compliments, as they held no meaning to him and just stood in silence. They actually thought he was strong when they had no idea how far he was from number 1. From standing by the side of the strongest.

"I heard he wasn't the only one though, some crazy kid in Ground Beta also took out a zero pointer," Jirou brought up.

"I was there, it was insane! He held back the things fist before taking it out in a single punch," Kirishima gossiped

The whole class started to fall silent as they heard rapid footsteps approaching their room.

SKID

Midoriya stopped in his tracks as he reached the door with a piece of toast in his mouth, wearing a disheveled uniform with wide, nervous eyes. "Did the bell ring yet?" He said anxiously.

The other half of the class from Ground Beta immediately recognized the other slayer of the zero pointer. "Man, this class is sure strong," Mineta insecurely said as he pitifully poked his purple balls.

"There you fucking are. We got a minute till class starts, so mind telling me what held you up moron?" He chastised his friend with intense raillery.

"Bakugou!" Uraraka snapped at him with disapproval.

The greenette waved off the insult. "We know each other, it's fine. Oh, and I woke up late and spent way too long trying to get my tie right that I lost track of time and had to run here," Midoriya said light-heartedly while munching on his breakfast.

Iida who was seated had his attention by the arrival of his new classmate, eavesdropping on what Izuku had said. 'Wait, did he say he ran here? Ah, it could be nothing, perhaps he lives close by.'

"That's a six-mile run, when did you get out of your house?" Katsuki asked.

"Oh, like a minute ago," Izuku answered.

Iida was stunned. 'That would mean he covered a mile every 10 seconds! There's no way, right?' He thought to himself in shock.

"Yeesh, and you still waste money on the train station."

"EVERYBODY SIT," A tired voice growled loudly. "If you wanna chat, then leave. Don't waste my time."

Looking around for a moment, everyone's eyes found the source of the new voice as they looked more down. A tired, grizzly looking man lying in a sleeping bag was glaring at them, drinking a pouch of apple sauce.

Everyone immediately took their seats, and the man unzipped himself from his cocoon, revealing to be wearing basic, all-black combat clothes and a long white scarf. "Fifteen seconds wasted. Somewhere on this earth a kid just died, you know that?"

They remained silent, sitting in dread as their teacher seemed to be extremely strict, having little patience for anything off-topic. Fear flooded their heads as their teacher continued to give them a silent glare.

"My name is Shota Aizawa and I'll be your instructor and homeroom teacher for your hero course study program. Get changed into your PE uniforms and meet me outside at the field in 5 minutes tops." Aizawa ordered

Confused chatter was shared amongst some of the students as they got up from their desks from the sudden instructions.

After they headed to the lockers and changed, the class then proceed to go outside to where their teacher was waiting.

'Wasn't there a giant crater over there last week,' Midoriya referred to All Might's and his messy landing with the meteor a while ago. The field appeared to be completely patched up though. 'Must have been Cememtoss," He figured.

After everyone had regrouped, Mr. Aizawa spoke again.

"Now I brought you all here for one reason: To test your current skills. While I have a good grasp of your quirks and their capabilities from the entrance exam footage, most of you are still novices in terms of actual combat experience. As a licensed pro-hero, today let's test just how far you are from standing with the pros," The scrubby man explained as he paced back and forth on the field.

"So I'll expect to see you all trying to think outside of the box today because your first test this year is: You're fighting me," He said with a cold, intimidating glare as he turned on his heel and faced his class who were mostly taken shook from such challenge. Others though had their interests peaked, and were eager to show what they could do.

"Be very aware that I'm going to be extremely critical you throughout the entire test. So if I feel like you're underperforming and can't keep up, I will gladly expel you from the hero course right here, right now," Aizawa warned.

He watched as his class erupted into worried chatter, nearly all of them commenting on how severe his decision was.

"It's our first day! You can't do that!" Ashido complained.

"Yeah, it's completely unfair!" Toru agreed.

"Is food cheap here?" Midoriya wondered.

"This is pretty intense," Ojiro chimed.

"Life is unfair all of the time, and you being heroes better get used to it. You're not here to have fun, you're here to give your all and beyond to become great heroes. That's why we say plus ultra here. If you're not gonna take this seriously and do your best, then you're not cut out to be a hero," Aizawa lectured in a tired but stern voice.

The class' banter sizzled out and they eventually fell silent as they took in the lesson they were just told, internalizing it. Meanwhile, Midoriya in the back was more interested in what the lunch menu was going to be like here at U.A.

"I think I made myself clear. Well then, let's get started, shall we?" said the pro hero. "Who wants to go first?"

The crowd was silent, filled with uncertainty and doubt. None of them have actually fought a real pro hero before, not to mention the risk of expulsion was making things feel really risky. But eventually, one student spoke up.

"I will," an equally serious, cold voice spoke up from the crowd. A heterochromatic, with dual hair colors, and a burn on his left eye stepped upfront.

"Shouto Todoroki. Endeavors' kid?" Aizawa asked.

The teen's face filled with grimace when he heard that name. That name of the man he hated most.

"Guess it is you. Got in on a recommendation right?"

Todoroki nodded. "Yes. I'm sure you are aware that I am one of the few students here who's power ranks an S."

Aizawa tilt his head to his side. "Is that so? Then show me what you got."

Todoroki took a stance, and from his right foot a large path of ice trailed up to Aizawa ready to freeze him until it just… stopped. He couldn't produce anymore. As he was phased, he felt himself suddenly get wrapped up by his teacher's surprisingly super strong scarf. Within 5 seconds, he had been captured.

"Y-You're supposed to be encased in ice. What did you do to me?" Todoroki questioned in a stunned voice as he struggled with his bindings, trying to freeze them but with his quirk still not functioning properly. Then it hit him. "Wait, is your quirk-"

"You got it, I erased it," He answered it quickly. As soon as the binds loosened and he was freed, Todoroki checked his right hand and his ice returned. The boy had a silent, enraged look on his face. "Damn it… how humiliating," He said in a harsh embarrassed voice.

"As you can see class, despite being one of the strongest students here, Todoroki couldn't even stand up against me for at least a minute. Unlike the third exam, I'm not a robot. You're not gonna win this time by just beating something into submission."

The class burst into complaints and murmurs.

"This is impossible, we're gonna get expelled if we don't win a fight with a man who's quirk is literally erasing people's quirk," Kaminari called out.

"Yeah, Todoroki didn't even know you could do that and you didn't even give him a heads up or a fighting chance. So unmanly," Kirishima chastised.

Aizawa pinched the bridge of his nose at the responses he was getting. "New flash class, this is exactly what heroes face every day. We don't rush in on the scene knowing what to expect. To win, you have to think like a pro, which means thinking outside of the box and dishing everything you got," he lectured. "Now let's keep this going. Next volunteer or else I'm choosing someone."

And so began the sad repeat of fails. Almost every student had ended up like Todoroki, attacking with their quirks but only to have it taken away before being tied up and subdued. Aizawa had to say though that each student, despite failing, displayed redeemable qualities with every encounter as they attempted to outsmart him in several notable ways.

For example, Mina Ashido predicted his scarf attack and burned through her bindings with leftover acid in her hand as he pulled her in with his scarf, then attempted to get an attack in. Iida displayed impressive speed as he quickly closed the distance between the two of them to get a close hit. Kaminiari was able to blind him for a second with his electricity and nearly electrocuted him via his scarf bind. His class was certainly going to be an interesting bunch.

Bakugou was up next and cracked his knuckles in confidence as he grinned at his teacher. After seeing a bunch of the other sad attempts before him, he immediately had come up with a plan with the data he gathered.

He had taken notable observations about his teacher, and that he had noticed Aizawa was giving them an opportunity to win. Before each match started, there was a time gap at the beginning between when their quirk was taken and when they could use it. It was one second he was allowing the students to use their quirk. In other words, Aizawa was being nice right now. He moved forward, ready for the challenge.

'Wait for it,' he thought to himself as his match was about to start.

The second came.

Without a second to waste he blew himself up toward the sky. By the time Aizawa had Erasure activated, he saw that Bakugou had disappeared from his field of vision. Before he could spot him though, the ash-blonde had taken advantage of the situation and blasted at his teacher, who was forced to dodge.

Aizawa recovered himself but realized the situation he was now in. Smoke was everywhere, and Bakugou could not be seen. To avoid getting assaulted, he jumped high up and out of the smoke where he had a bird's view. However, he was already too late.

"Incinerate."

A giant fiery explosion ruptured out of the smoke and a toward the defenseless Aizawa. Or at least, Bakugou thought his teacher was defenseless.

Aizawa had changed his own trajectory mid-air, just barely dodging the explosion and landed safely back down. Before he could do anything, Bakugou's quirk was canceled and soon the student found himself in the same situation as his fellow peers. "DAMN IT!"

'That was the closest so far. He's not bad but he seems to have some experience already…' Aizawa reflected on his student's performance just now. He had to give it to his class, all of them were displaying rather impressive results, especially Bakugou now who nearly got him. All that was left was… Izuku Midoriya.

Now Aizawa had heard the kid was quirkless beforehand but just couldn't believe it for himself. The insane amount of power he displayed during the entrance exam was inhuman, a degree of strength that the quirkless could never achieve, right? He wasn't scared of many things, but something about that green-haired boy was giving off a very unsettling feeling he could not describe.

He flashed his Erasure at the kid, who was more focused on cleaning his nails, and wrapped him up. He didn't try. 'I was expecting more honestly, this kid's a letdown. It didn't even seem like he cared. So what was so special about him?

"Midoriya, this is a serious assessment. If you're not going to take this seriously I'm going to expel you," Aizawa threatened with a disappointed voice.

However, the boy didn't react from the threat with fear or sadness. Just boredom. "Yeah, my bad. I just had a hangnail." The teacher watched as his students face shift from uninterested leisure, to rather serious in an instant.

RIP

Aizawa saw his own scarf get torn apart like toilet paper after Midoriya had simply taken a step. 'Wait, his quirk should be erased. Is he that naturally strong that he could just tear though my weapon?!'

The class was completely marveled at such display power, yet also confused as to how he had done it.

Mr. Aizawa then saw the student disappear in front of him and then felt someone was behind him. Turning his head, he saw an incoming punch that he knew he was too slow to even dodge. At that moment, he finally realized why the kid made him feel so uneasy. This boy emitted the feeling of death, and he discovered this as his life flashed before his eyes as the punch came towards his face.

But before the hit landed, it stopped right in front of his face. Midoriya then turned his fist into a flick,

FWOOSH

Aizawa was knocked back several feet through the air as if he had just gotten hit by a car. His own students had to catch him as a small wind storm picked up from the single flick of the finger. Aizawa saw stars flying through the air as his vision with getting distorted. He was having a splitting headache, and he ached all over.

"Um, teach, are you okay? I was doing my best to hold back," Midoriya asked, concerned if he went too far.

'I-I guess he is quirkless. And definitely not a normal student,' he thought to himself. He struggled to get back on his feet, a little embarrassed from such a swift defeat in front of his whole class. Aizawa was just lost for words.

"U-Uh, um. I'm satisfied with most of your guy's results today. You're all staying. Class dismissed," he said in an awkward manner, still visibly shaken from Midoriya's attack and rubbing his head as he walked away.

Todoroki, the first student to fight their teacher and fail, watched as the successful Midoriya walked back as if nothing had happened. 'He's strong, strong enough to where he had to hold back. Could we both be on the same level? Or was that just luck?'

"Whoa, we're not getting expelled even after failing so bad? And we got to see our own teacher got tossed like a ragdoll. What a first day." Mineta said in shock.

"But he erased Midoriya's quirk, how was he still able to use it?" Tsuyu pointed out.

Bakugou glanced at his friend who was a little uncomfortable by the attention he was getting from his classmates. The two made eye contact and were able to relay a silent message to one another. 'You know exactly where this is going Deku.'

"Well it's quite obvious that Midoriya's quirk is some type of power-up/strength type quirk, perhaps he has a latent secondary ability that allows him to nullify the quirk effects of emitter types, am I correct? " Yaoyurozu theorized as she turned for a confirmation from the aforementioned boy himself.

The whole class had their heads turned to Izuku, waiting for an answer for how he defeated their teacher and what his 'quirk' was.

Midoriya sighed, as he started to feel a strong sense of deja vu coming over him.

Afterschool

"I told no one would believe you. Now everyone thinks you're an unfunny liar that no one wants to be friends with," Bakugou rubbed in.

"I was telling the truth!" Midoriya groaned as the two walked outside of the building.

The ash-blonde sighed. "Well it's not my problem to convince them. Though I gotta say, that ponytail's theory sounded kinda legit." He admitted.

The two then heard someone approaching them from behind. They turned around and were met with Ocacho who was catching up. "Man, what a first day am I right? I thought I really was gonna get expelled after he caught me," Uraraka said to Bakugou.

"Pfft, you actually believed that load of bull? I knew he was just saying crap to mess with us," the ash-blonde scoffed.

The brunette puffed her cheeks in slight annoyance. "You wouldn't understand because you have a strong quirk." She then looked over Bakugou's shoulder and noticed Deku walking with him.

"Hey, you're that really strong guy. The way you fought Mr. Aizawa was so cool. His scarf is made out of some sturdy stuff but you broke free like it was nothing. And that flick was awesome when you caused that windstorm!"

Midoriya scratched his head, "I mean, that's all I really did."

Uraraka remembered the commotion from earlier. "I heard everyone talking about you saying you were lying about being quirkless. But honestly, I believe you. If our teacher erased your quirk, you should've been captured like the rest of us. Yet you still won. So I think it pretty much checks out."

Midoriya, for once in his life, felt nice that someone was actually taking his word. "Well thanks. That means a lot."

The brown-haired girl then recalled a question she had on her mind. "Oh yeah, hey Bakugou, why do you call Midoriya 'Deku'?"

Katsuki pursed his lips, as he didn't like thinking about his rather regrettable past. "It's a forced habit."

"He used to say it as a way of calling me 'useless nobody'," Midoriya revealed with a sly smile.

"I said I was sorry didn't I? I said I'd take it all back if I could," Bakugou apologized, embarrassed and guilty.

Ocacho at first slightly perturbed by its origin, then had a second thought. "You know, it kind of sounds like 'Dekiru', like, 'You can do it'. It's kind of cute sounding too," she pointed out.

The two looked at each other as they thought about the name. "I guess it's fine, it doesn't really matter to me anymore," Izuku approved.

Uraraka had a wondrous look on her face as she observed the two, from which she could tell was a complicated but strong friendship. They were both very interesting people that she wanted to get to know more.

The three arrived at the train station. Uraraka bowed to her new friends. "Well, this is my ride. Hey, it was really nice talking to you guys. It was cool meeting you for the first time Deku," She parted, already getting used to Midoriya's nickname.

"Yeah, see you tomorrow Uraraka," he said with a happy grin while Bakugou just waved as a goodbye. 'Man, looks like I can talk to girls,' Midoriya proudly said to himself.

She started to board her train until she quickly ran back to them.

"Hey Bakugou, can I see your phone really quick?" The blonde gave a surprised look before unlocking and handing it to her. She quickly started typing on it, and then gave it back as soon as she finished.

"I'll talk to you soon," she said with a warm smile before taking off for her train again.

Bakugou and Midoriya, with confused faces, looked at what she had written down, and then the ash-blonde immediately flushed red while Midoriya's jaw dropped.

"I guess she wants you to call her," Midoriya said with a proud but slightly jealous voice. "I didn't know you were such a casanova Kacchan."

"Shut up! I don't even like her!" Katsuki screamed seriously.

"Damn, who was the wrong kid you decided to pick a fight with?" Present Mic commented on the ice bag Eraserhead was holding on his head.

"I don't wanna talk about it Yamada," Aizawa groaned.

Next Chapter: The Battle Trial

A/N: I hope you guys had a good Christmas. I'm glad the year is about done. If you guys have noticed my frequent uploads and longer chapters, it's because I'm trying to get to the USJ arc as soon as I can. Just in the case if I go on haitus again, the story was left off on a good note that won't leave you all hanging. In the meantime, if you crazy shippers are gonna be at my throat for the Bakugou x Uraraka scenes, read Bakugou's last line in this chapter.

P.S.: I got a bundle of One Punch Man stickers for Christmas and the pack had a lot of yaoi stickers of Genos X Saitama.