Amaya quickly changed into the blue athletic outfit given to her but waited for most of the girls to leave the locker room before moving to the field. She was excited to see what was in store, however her mind couldn't help but remind her no one recognized her yet. Thankfully she was blending in the background quite beautifully, no one had tried to talk to her or even noticed that she didn't change in the girls locker room. Being quiet definitely had its perks, she felt almost invisible which was exactly what she wanted.

However, they were bound to notice her eventually.

"Once they recognize your last name it's all over. They'll hate you just like everyone else does."

Shaking the negative thoughts away Amaya tried to focus more on doing well on whatever was about to happen.

Out in the field class 1-A stood waiting for Aizawa to explain what was about to occur. His response shocked the class immensely.

"A QUIRK ASSESSMENT TEST?!"

Amaya flinched at the loud exclamation and kept herself more towards the back, trying to ignore the group.

Still, she too was a bit worried about this sudden test. What exactly would she have to do? Would her training be good enough for this kind of test?

Distracted by her thoughts Amaya tuned out most of what everyone was saying until Aizawa spoke in a clear voice.

"Bakugo, you finished at the top of the practical exam, right?"

Amaya wouldn't lie in saying she was surprised it was this angry blond porcupine that finished first. Yet she knew all too well looks could be deceiving.

"If he finished first that means he has a strong quirk and is smarter than I thought."

"In junior high, what was your best result for the softball throw?" Aizawa continued as he stared at Bakugo.

"67 meters," Bakugo replied looking right at Aizawa.

"Then try doing it with your quirk."

Bakugo smirked, confidently stepping up to the large circular area marked by white paint.

"You can do whatever you want as long as you stay in the circle. Hurry up and give it all you've got," Aizawa instructed, taking out what appeared to be some kind of distance-tracking device.

Bakugo stretched a bit before his face contorted into a type of snarl. Hurling his arm back he threw the ball as far as he could. A small explosion seemed to happen at the same time his hand let go of the drop meaning he produced it.

"DIE!" Bakugo shouted in an excited rage, causing her brow to raise up.

"Die? Well at least his quirk suits him. Explosive is the best way to describe him."

Aizawa didn't even react, merely continuing his explanation of why this test was necessary.

"Know your own maximum first. That is the most rational way to form the foundation of a hero."

Aizawa then showed the class Bakugo's distance, a glaring 705.2 meters facing them. Everyone gasped in shock, some from awe and others in forms of nervousness about whether or not they would be able to reach such a distance.

"I definitely won't be able to match that. Hopefully I can show my usefulness in some other way."

Amaya's small fangs tugged at her lip as her anxiousness grew again. What caused her to almost choke was what Aizawa said next.

His aura had changed to annoyed because of some of the kids' remarks and he held a sinister smile.

"All right. Whoever comes in last place in all eight tests will be judged to have no potential and will be punished with expulsion."

"HUH?!" The entire class freaked out, and for once Amaya shared their sentiment.

"So now instead of worrying about getting kicked out because of my past I have to worry about being kicked out if I suck?"

Amaya dug her little claws into her forearm in an attempt to relax.

"Shit."

The one upside to this quirk test was that her classmates were too preoccupied about failing to focus on Amaya. Hiding her ears and tail were annoying but if it helped hide her identity, she would keep it up. It really did look like none of these kids' parents told them about her joining the class. Amaya thought that maybe it was due to Nezu's influence. No matter the case it made her relax more and focus on acing the next tests.

The first test was the 50-meter dash which caused Amaya to inwardly smile. Speed was one of her specialties.

One of the first kids to start the test was Iida who got a score of 3.04 seconds.

"He's fast. Those engines of his are rather useful but I wonder if that's really his best speed considering he doesn't look so happy."

Amaya analyzed, watching the frog girl get a nice 5.58 seconds herself.

"I have to get a better speed score than her. A cat should be faster than a frog."

Amaya kept that in mind as she let herself relax, watching her classmates and their quirks for future reference.

There was the shiny, naval laser boy and pink haired alien girl who had yet to show her quirk.

Then she saw Bakugo and Midoriya race, watching as Bakugo let explosions go from his hands to increase his speed. He got an impressive 4.12 seconds while Midoriya ran normally and got an average score of 7.02 seconds. Amaya wondered if his quirk was useless for this exercise as she noticed this to be the case with some of her other classmates. Still his score was the lowest so far so she hoped for his sake he could make up for it.

"Why the hell do you care? Do you know this kid? No. So stop because you know that he and the rest of the class don't care about you and once they find out who you are, they'll definitely hate you. Stop with these gross emotions, you know better than that."

Gold eyes glazed over and Amaya nodded to herself. She should only care about herself just like she learned she had to. It didn't matter what these kids' quirks were or how strong they were. She just had to do well and that's it.

"Uraraka, Hitachi you're next," Aizawa announced, staring at Amaya.

Immediately a few loud gasps were heard in the crowd.

"Did he say Hitachi? As in the Hitachi's?" Someone asked in a hushed whisper, their voice laced with fear.

"No way would U.A. allow that kind of person into their school," someone else responded, making Amaya flinch.

"Look, she even has a shock collar? Did anyone notice? She'd only be wearing that if she was wild!"

"Is she going to hurt us? Is it even safe to be near her?" Another kid panicked, making Amaya lower her head and glare at the floor.

"See. Not even two seconds since he said your name and already, they hate you. Pathetic, useless girl."

Amaya's mind abused her more than the kid's harsh words and when she looked up, they were all staring at her.

Some looked ready to piss themselves, others disgusted and angry.

She bit her lip but kept her face flat to prevent them seeing how much their words got to her. She wondered how to respond but again Aizawa saved her.

"Shut up. Your classmate doesn't need this useless chatter and I don't want to hear anything from anyone else unless you want to go to the principal's office," Aizawa threatened, his voice gruff, it was the angriest tone the students had heard today.

All at once everyone became quiet, but the damage was already done.

The secret was out, and Amaya could feel their negative emotions on her.

"Welp, the secret's out so might as well stop hiding these bad boys."

Staring directly at her classmates, her eyes narrowed into slits as she glanced at their faces. She let her ears pop up into their normal position and let her bristled tail uncurl and instead wrap itself around her arm.

Some of her classmates' eyes widened and others started to tremble.

Pushing down her scoff, Amaya nodded determinedly toward Aizawa and moved to the line. The brown-haired girl from before, Uraraka, took her place next to Amaya.

Uraraka was shaking like a leaf next to Amaya and kept her head down. Amaya barely glanced at her, ignoring the sting of pain that entered her chest as quickly as she could.

Focusing on the task at hand, Amaya narrowed her eyes. The golden eyes became menacing slits as she prepared herself. When the robot made the shot into the air Amaya took off running.

When she reached the finish line, she stared at her score blankly.

4.57 seconds stared back at her.

She almost hissed at herself. She would need to work on her speed more after this.

However, the small, almost unnoticeable smile on Aizawa's face made her chest warm up.

Looking back, she saw as Uraraka was trembling her way towards the finish line. She finished at a worse speed than Midoriya and basically collapsed on her knees when she was done.

Amaya foolishly walked over to Uraraka. When she was near the brown-haired girl, she took slower but louder steps so as to not startle her.

"What are you doing! You're only going to make things worse! Move away now!"

Her mind screamed at her to stop but when Uraraka looked up and physically paled at the sight of Amaya, she couldn't help herself as she slowly extended her arm out. Uraraka flinched away and a quiet whimper could be heard from her. Amaya wanted to flinch too, especially when her classmates gasped in horror at Amaya's actions, but instead she patiently kept her hand out.

"STOP! You stupid, worthless demon child get away from her before you get shocked!"

Ignoring the voice in her head Amaya spoke in the softest voice she could manage.

"Are you okay? Hopefully your knees aren't hurt. Don't be afraid…"

Amaya shakily breathed and prepared herself for the finishing touch.

"For I am here..."

Uraraka and the rest of the class gasped at Amaya's words. All Might's most famous words used to comfort all just spilled out of Amaya's mouth. Truthfully, even she thought they sounded tainted and ruined by her.

Amaya wanted to stab herself with her own claws, but even though her words sounded much more dull and awkward than how it was intended, she wanted Uraraka and the rest of the class to really hear her.

She used All Might's words for a reason. She wanted them to see that she too wanted to be good and save people. She couldn't smile like All Might, she didn't even try to smile, and her words weren't all that cheerful, but she hoped the intent was clear.

Obviously, that backfired on her as the whispers started again.

"Does she honestly think it's okay for her to say that? Is she insulting All Might?"

"Poor Uraraka! I'd be shaking too if I was near her."

Amaya's ears drooped and she bit her lip hard. Her tattoo felt like it was on fire and she had the sudden urge to just run away. Going with that feeling her hand started to move away when suddenly a small, soft shaking hand placed itself on hers.

Gold eyes stared down at Uraraka's head since she had yet to look up. Still, Uraraka willingly placed her hand in Amaya's, making the class shut up and stare at the interaction.

Without saying a word, Amaya pulled Uraraka up, who nodded in thanks and then quickly moved into the crowd next to Midoriya who stared at her in concern and Amaya with a conflicted gaze.

It hurt that she literally ran away, but Amaya couldn't complain or stop the sliver of hope that worked its way into her chest.

Either way Uraraka acknowledged her attempt and that made Amaya proud of herself.

"If you guys have so much time to waste maybe this test isn't enough for you. Let's hurry it up. Now."

Aizawa spoke up in a menacing tone. The students shuddered and while some kept staring back at Amaya they all moved into the gym for the next test. Amaya willed her legs to stay strong even though all she wanted to do was slump onto the floor.

"They'll all see. You deserve to be here. Prove it," Aizawa looked right into Amaya's eyes as he said this. He knew the girl was putting up a front and probably felt terrible, but he also knew that these students would accept her eventually. It was just a feeling, but it was a very strong feeling that this class was different. He hoped it was right as Amaya nodded and headed into the gym too.

The next test was measuring students' grip strength. Her classmates weren't as excited as before and many made it clear to avoid being too close to the cat girl. However, the fact that this was another way for people to show off their quirks made the class become boisterous once more.

Thankfully for this test everyone had their own individual grip devices, so Amaya didn't have to be near anyone. It pained her to see some people grouping together and cheering each other on with such happy expressions. The small groups made her realize just how alone she was. Even the people who weren't in groups were still near one another. She was all by herself in the corner like always.

"Eww it's Hitachi. It's not fair that she gets to breathe the same air as us. She's poisoning it for sure with her evil energy."

A snobby tall orange haired girl sneered at 12 year old Amaya who simply glazed at her and her lackeys with disinterest, not moving from her spot near the wall, away from everyone.

"She won't talk, remember? Being mute is better for us because the less she speaks the less the air is contaminated," another girl nastily giggled looking at Amaya, the group laughing and agreeing.

Amaya just bit her lip harder, keeping her ears down in case they tried to grab them like last time.

"C'mon girls lets leave that dirty cat alone. You'll get sick if you're too close. Strays like her are bound to have diseases."

"Hugo is right. Everyone needs a gym partner, but no one wants to be near you mangy cat. So, it's better you stay here alone. You're used to it aren't you? I mean your parents had no problem leaving you."

A dark-haired boy smirked meanly while his blond friend added the last remark that made the rest of the girls walk away from Amaya leaving her alone for the rest of gym.

Shaking her head, Amaya gripped her device as hard as she could, trying to use her anger and pain to enhance her strength.

30.01 kilograms stared back at her.

This time Amaya did hiss at herself, not even caring that she startled a small purple haired, if those purple balls were hair, boy that squeaked and immediately ran away from her.

"Useless memories distracting you. Such pitiful strength. Really you shouldn't be here. You suck."

That awful voice berated Amaya as she showed Aizawa her score.

To say he was unimpressed was an understatement. He looked at her with a face that basically said "Really? Is that a joke?"

Amaya had always been physically weak, that's why she tried to make up for it with her speed and agility. Still, 30 kilograms was just sad, laughable even.

She flushed in shame and just walked away, too embarrassed to look him in the eyes.

Amaya finished her next two tests with relative ease. Those high scores would hopefully cover for her terrible strength. For each test she noticed how no one got close to her but at least the class's aura wasn't as negative as before. In fact, it was like they just ignored her presence, which hurt but ultimately was the best thing for everyone.

"Hurt? It's an unnecessary emotion. Stop with that and focus."

Nodding to herself, Amaya looked back at Uraraka who got a score of infinity for her ball throw.

"INFINITY?!"

The entire class gasped and cheered for the girl's score knowing they could never top that.

Amaya too was amazed, but she noticed the shaking Midoriya, his face contorted in worry. She couldn't help herself as she thought about how he kept getting the lowest scores on all the tests. Even with Uraraka's slow run and her own awful strength score. Not knowing why, she felt the need to comfort him, she started walking toward the green haired boy.

"You piece of shit stop this nonsense! He's just going to either run away or sneer at you! Have you seriously not learned your lesson?"

The voice was probably right, but Amaya couldn't stop herself. She felt like she could relate to him and she already made a promise.

"Even if the world hates me, I'll help anyone who needs it."

With those last parting thoughts, she finally stood in front of Midoriya, who didn't even notice her appearance until now. He stiffened at such a quick pace the black-haired girl worried he hurt something.

He was trembling and Amaya could tell he was uncomfortable, probably a little scared even. Yet his face didn't show so much fear as it did curiosity.

Her eyes softened just a bit, but she continued to look at him with a blank face. "Don't worry so much about these tests. You got in here for a reason. You just have to wait for the best time to use your quirk and you'll be fine. I think if you do that, even if you were to come in at last, you'd still be acknowledged by Aizawa-sensei."

Amaya's voice sounded dull even to her, but her tone was as soft as her eyes and she hoped to help this boy even if just a little.

She walked away before he could say anything and returned to standing alone, missing his shocked expression and the blush rushing on his face.

Midoriya was up next to throw and stood staring at the ball longer than anyone else in the class.

Although she was standing a bit away from the group, Amaya's ears twitched as she heard Iida worry about Midoriya.

"It doesn't look good for Midoriya if he continues like this," Iida stressed.

"Huh? Of course not. He's a quirkless small fry you know," Bakugo brazenly retorted back to shut up Iida's concerns. Bakugo's response made Amaya curious in not only Midoriya, but the relationship between him and Bakugo.

Iida, surprised by Bakugo's words, quickly added "Quirkless? Are you not aware of what he did in the entrance exam?"

Eyes wide she peered at Midoriya in wonder. Her ears twitched, ready for whatever his quirk was.

Midoriya stood there a few seconds longer before winding up his arm and throwing the ball as far as he could, a small grunt escaping him. The ball flew across the air and landed close enough that the group could still see it.

"46 meters!" The robot exclaimed.

The whole class, including Amaya, and even more surprisingly Midoriya looked confused by the result.

"I was definitely trying to use it just now…" Midoriya muttered, a confused tone to his voice.

Amaya's ears twitched suddenly, and she looked towards Aizawa, whose scarf was swaying in the wind, his eyes glaring at Midoriya.

"I erased your quirk."

Midoriya gasped at Aizawa who continued, "That entrance exam was definitely not rational enough. Even a kid like you was accepted."

"You erased my quirk? Ahh! Those goggles… I see! You can erase other people's quirks with your quirk by just looking at them. The Erasure Hero: Eraser Head!"

While Midoriya geeked out, mutters about what kind of hero their homeroom teacher spread throughout the rest of the group. It made sense to Amaya that most of the kids didn't know about Aizawa, she herself hadn't known about him until they met on that fateful day.

"Hitachi-chan, this is Eraser Head, underground pro-hero, but you can call him Aizawa-san if you'd like. He will be your guardian while you train and study at U.A. Not only is he a respectable teacher but his quirk puts the officers at ease. I'm sure you two will get along splendidly," the small rat-bear principal said while presenting Aizawa to Amaya with his white paw.

Aizawa nodded, staring at the small cat girl as she narrowed her eyes at both of them. He couldn't fathom what she's been through, but he could already tell her life wasn't easy considering her circumstances. The pain, distrust and overall fear in her golden eyes didn't bode well with him. So, in the gentlest voice he could manage he greeted her.

"It's just Aizawa. Nice to meet you Hitachi."

By the time Amaya had pulled herself to reality, Midoriya was taking his stance once again in the circle. He looked unsure, muttering quietly to himself. The class was also whispering, wondering what Aizawa had said to the young boy.

Suddenly his whole demeanor changed and with new confidence Midoriya smashed the ball away, his throw so powerful it caused wind to blow everywhere.

Amaya's mask of indifference fell as she gazed at Midoriya in absolute wonder. She turned to look at Aizawa who had an impressed smile on his face.

"I knew you could do it Midoriya! You even impressed Aizawa!" Amaya cheered for Midoriya in her mind and turned to give him a small smile. However, that soon turned into a big frown as she saw his index finger purple and broken on his hand.

"Is that his drawback? Does he destroy his body whenever he uses his quirk? Or is it so powerful of a quirk and he just can't control it yet? Either way that looks painful."

Painful or not, when Amaya turned to look at Midoriya he was smiling. He proudly looked back at Aizawa and announced, "Sensei, I can still move!" His teeth were clenching in obvious pain, but all she could see was a powerful Midoriya standing before the class.

Amaya couldn't believe her ears when someone exclaimed, "He got over 700 meters?!"

Uraraka cheered for Midoriya, glad her friend finally achieved a hero score. Iida worried about his broken finger and many of the students had conflicted feelings towards what Midoriya just did. However, the reaction that stood out was Bakugo's and it worried Amaya for multiple reasons.

Bakugo was enraged, eyes blazing and jaw open. He quickly ran towards Midoriya, his quirk activated, shouting, "Hey! Tell me what's going on, Deku, you bastard!"

Midoriya let out a small scream of fear but before Bakugo could make contact Aizawa's scarfs had him trapped.

Amaya couldn't understand where Bakugo's abrupt anger came from and she worried a bit for Midoriya's safety. Her tail bristled when she heard him shouting at the shaking boy.

Ignoring Aizawa and the blond porcupine, Amaya headed towards Midoriya who stood like a statue, in fear of Bakugo or her, she couldn't tell.

"Is your finger alright? That was a strong quirk, you definitely made an impression on Aizawa-sensei. You should head to the nurse after this is over. Good job," Amaya told him, voice void of any emotion, but she had the slightest blush adorning her face.

"Good, you complimented him, now walk away before you ruin this interaction."

Before she could listen to her thoughts Midoriya reached towards her, stammering and keeping her in place out of shock.

"W-wait! Um... I just wanted to thank you. F-for what you said earlier a-and now! I'm okay, and I think it's your turn next right? Good luck! N-not that you need it haha..." He all but rambled on, his face flushed, before running back towards the other kids.

Amaya turned away and bit her lip to stop herself from smiling.

"Little victory for me!"

The rest of the exams were incredibly easy for Amaya and she managed to get pretty good scores. Once it was over the class made a circle and surrounded Aizawa, ready to hear the results. Amaya kept towards the back and kept her tail wrapped around her arm.

"The total is simply the marks you got from each test. It's a waste of time to explain verbally so I'll show you the results all at once," Aizawa explained as he let the hologram light up in front of everyone.

Amaya quickly searched for her name to see she ranked 12 overall, one better than the frog girl, Tsuyu Asui. Pleased that she met her goal, she couldn't help but look towards the last scores, her eyes worriedly looking towards Midoriya when she saw the results.

"Why the hell do you care about this kid so much? You don't even know him, and he probably hates you."

"It's not just him, anyone that ranked last is going to be expelled, I feel bad for my fellow classmate."

"This is why you're weak."

Her mind annoyingly argued back and forth, causing her to almost miss Aizawa's next words.

"By the way, I was lying about the expulsion," Aizawa calmly stated.

Silence.

"It was a rational deception to draw out the upper limits of your quirks," he continued, a sadistic smile on his face.

Some students exclaimed in outrage and while Amaya's face never faltered, her tail bristled in anger.

"HE WAS LYING? Damn that was mean. I'm so glad I live with the nice Aizawa."

Amaya could only flick her eyes back and forth in amusement as she watched her classmates mutter and sigh in relief. With that the first day of classes ended and everyone went back to change.

Amaya left her changing room and started walking in the direction of Aizawa's house.

"Your house too."

She smiled inwardly at that thought and ignored the stares she was getting. No doubt more people were finding out who she was, but right now she couldn't care less.

"Is she allowed to be here? Shouldn't the teachers be escorting her out or something?"

"Why is a villain even allowed to be here?" The voices muttered, causing Amaya's ears to droop.

Did they think she couldn't hear them? Or did they want her to hear that?

"You already know that answer."

Determined to not let them see her upset, she continued on with her blank face, but her ears twitched in the direction of a voice coming from behind. She turned to Uraraka's cheery voice exclaim from behind her and watched as Uraraka caught up with Iida and Midoriya. Amaya felt a bit disheartened at seeing how easy it was for her fellow classmates to become such easy friends, but she already knew this was how her life was to be.

Alone.

Still, she could feel happy that they had comfort in each other. Besides, maybe "alone" was a bit of an exaggeration, she had Aizawa and Mochi waiting for her.

"For now…"

Ignoring her thoughts, she trudged on when a shaky voice made her stop.

"H-hold on Hitachi-chan! Are you walking towards the station? W-want to join us?" Midoriya called out. Amaya froze. She slowly turned around, unable to mask the confusion on her face as she pointed to herself.

Midoriya's face was bright red but he wasn't trembling like before, he even had a small grin on his face. Before Amaya had a chance to respond Uraraka interrupted saying, "Y-you did really good at the quirk assessment test!"

Uraraka wasn't shaking either but she couldn't look Amaya in the eyes at all.

"It is nice to meet you Hitachi-san. My name is Tenya Iida, a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Let us all get along as classmates!" Iida addressed Amaya much like he did with the others, but Amaya noted that he too would not look her in the eyes and made it clear to keep distance between them.

Still she saw that this was their attempt at acknowledging her as a classmate and it filled Amaya's chest with hope.

"Stop that. Look at them, they're just scared of you and don't want to get on your bad side."

Wanting to believe their actions were pure Amaya nodded even though her face remained neutral.

"Thank you. You all did well on the exam too. I live not too far from U.A., just some walking distance so I don't go on the train but thank you for the invitation," Amaya quietly responded, adding the tiniest of smiles back towards them.

The group of three were shocked by her reaction but nodded their understanding.

"O-okay! Um... G-goodbye Hitachi-chan!" Midoriya called out smiling at her. Uraraka and Iida nodded towards her as well and they all turned to leave.

"Amaya."

All three stopped and turned. They looked at Amaya in confusion as if they just imagined what she said.

Midoriya looked into her eyes and was surprised they weren't the blank golden eyes he was used to seeing.

Instead, her eyes were lit up and looked the softest Midoriya had seen so far. He felt his face blush and felt his friends freeze next to him, for once not out of fear.

"Please call me Amaya from now on." She gave them one last small parting smile before rushing home leaving three breathless students wondering just who exactly their new classmate was.

When Amaya arrived home, she didn't have to wait too long for Aizawa. In the short amount of time that she had to wait, she set up the tea kettle and sat on the couch with Mochi.

She was a little overwhelmed by what she did, but surprisingly she didn't regret it. She knew that having them say her first name was an intimate gesture, but she just didn't like the thought of her potential acquaintances, they were definitely not friends, calling her by her last name. Honestly that was very impulsive on her part, yet Amaya just felt uncomfortable when Midoriya addressed her by that name and felt calm enough to correct him.

"They can call you whatever you want, but you know what you are. A Hitachi. Monster."

Ignoring the ugly voice, she sat on the couch with Mochi on her lap. Amaya's ears twitched as the metal knob creaked open and she heard Aizawa enter moments later.

"Tadaima," he muttered as he took off his shoes and rolled his yellow sleeping bag under his arm.

"Okaeri. I put on the kettle; would you like some jasmine tea?" Amaya asked, already making her way into the kitchen. Hearing Aizawa's grunt, she took that as an affirmative response and set two cups of tea on the table.

He slumped down into the seat as she quietly sipped her tea and waited for him to start talking.

"12th place isn't too bad. You fared pretty well against most of the tests except strength. We'll have to work on that," he explained drinking his own tea and staring at her.

"We? As in, you're going to start participating in my training now?" Amaya asked, feeling warmth at that idea, excitement clouding her tone.

Aizawa gave her a soft look and nodded. He patted her head and continued to praise her. "Yea I'm going to help you starting at the end of this week. Like I said, you weren't terrible, but improvement never hurts. Plus, your classmates are strong and if you want to prove to everyone you are too, we both have to train."

Amaya nodded determinedly and gave him a smile. She was starting to do that a lot more often around him, but she was surprised to see that she didn't mind as much. Even her cynical side didn't comment and that left her to think about what happened today. She would work harder, she had to, in order to become someone who could save others.

As she picked up the dishes to wash them, Aizawa continued to talk.

"Tomorrow and every day after that, you know I won't be able to be with you guys all day like I could today. Meaning that tomorrow will technically be your first day since you'll have all your regular classes. In those classes I can't guarantee how the teachers will treat you, but if anything happens you come to me, understand?" Aizawa looked at Amaya for her answer, his gaze filled with nothing but worry for her.

Amaya nodded a sad but understanding look on her face. She understood what he was telling her.

"Those teachers might use my shock collar or treat me differently and I have to just take it. Aizawa said to come to him but I don't want to cause him any more problems. It'll be fine. I'm used to this."

Tomorrow was a new day, she hoped it would be okay.

Her peers stared at her cautiously as she entered the classroom. Amaya noticed that there were few faces of disgust and resentment, just overall weariness and a couple of frightened people.

"That's a plus at least."

Moving to her row she noticed Bakugo stared at her, but what shocked her was that he wasn't looking at her with disgust, fear, or caution. With his head propped up by his arm, he simply analyzed her. He was definitely judging her but not based on her past and reputation, just her. While she should've been worried about his narrowed red eyes and scowling face, she couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

"He's just judging me based on me. That's different, but nice in a weird way."

Keeping her facial expressions neutral, she kept walking down the aisle when she noticed that the tall girl that sat in front of her, Momo Yaoyorozu, gave her a dark glare.

Out of instinct Amaya turned her gaze the other way to avoid that nasty look and was met with a set of heterochromia eyes. Turquoise and dark gray stared back at her; a bit confused but mostly disinterested. Amaya couldn't help the small gasp that escaped her as she came face to face with Shōto Todoroki, son of Endeavor.

That's why his back profile was so familiar. Amaya did know him, that scar was unforgettable, and she could never forget his father.

Little eight year old Kou and Amaya held hands as they walked towards the park near their mother's office.

"Kou let's hurry before mama gets mad and we can't go outside again for a long time!" Amaya pleaded with her younger twin. It was very rare that they were allowed outside in public, so Amaya wanted to take as much time as she could to entertain her twin and play outside with the other kids, but her twin would not move any faster.

Kou giggled, enjoying the slow pace of their walk as he was far more patient than his sister, but it was also fun to tease her and watch her act childishly, since she was always so serious these days.

Just as they began picking up the pace, Kou spotted large flames and a muscular build near the area of the park, close to the buildings.

Gasping he pulled his older twin along and ran to confirm his suspicions.

It was Endeavor, the number two hero; Kou's favorite hero, besides his parents obviously.

Kou ran as fast as his little legs could, pulling his confused and squealing twin alongside him.

"Excuse me! Mr. Endeavor sir could I please shake your hand?" Kou asked while his sister panted beside him. Amaya gazed up to see the hero towering over them and grinned at such a coincidence. Her brother loved Endeavor and if he could shake his hand, it would make his fanboy side complete.

Endeavor looked at the children in disgust and pushed Kou a bit away. Amaya caught her brother instantly, but the force of the push had knocked them over.

"You see Shōto, this is why you shouldn't come to the park. You'll just be near annoying pests," Endeavor sneered, looking down at a young boy the same age as Kou and Amaya. The twins hadn't even noticed the boy but now that they did, they couldn't look away. He had split hair color and split eye colors; both twins could see the emptiness in the boy's eyes. There was a large burn scar over his left eye which had the twins grasping onto each other in empathy.

"Yes father." With that both Todoroki's left, and Amaya glanced at her brother to see tears slipping down his face. His black cat ears were drooping in sadness and his tail curled over his arm tightly.

Amaya glared at their retreating form. She should've defended her twin more. She should've yelled at Endeavour for hurting her little brother like that. She vowed to make him pay.

If only she knew the pain Enji Todoroki would cause her family later on…

"Stop staring at me. Sit down, I don't need the child of villains to look at me for so long," Todoroki plainly stated, his face blank but his tone hard.

Amaya shook herself from those memories, narrowing her eyes at Todoroki. Her golden irises became slits, her tail bristled and thrashed behind her. This boy was seriously going to talk down on her. Did he not know the pain his father caused her and her family?

Hissing, attracting some stares from her classmates, she said in a quiet but clear tone, "You're just like that monster. Guess it's true about apples not falling far from the tree. I might be the child of villains but at least I'm not the product of some fake hero."

With that she walked away, she could feel Todoroki's anger but ignored it. It might've been her imagination, but she felt the area near her desk drop in temperature. Sighing she wondered if she should've kept her mouth shut. He was probably going to tell the teachers she threatened him or something, anything would get these guys to use the little black remote.

However, she would willingly take the electrocution then let him talk to her like that. Anyone else and she would've probably even agreed with them to look away, but he was a Todoroki. And he had the audacity to say that to her. Amaya's blank expressions and ability to look calm and unaffected were above par. Yet she couldn't stop her anger when she thought of Kou. She was angry for Kou because he couldn't be.

"Don't worry Kou. Now that I know Shōto Todoroki is in this class I'm going to make it my goal to beat him. He won't stand a chance."