It was Day 2 at UA, or rather, their first "official" day. They'd already attended some normal classes that morning, taught by such heroes as...what were their names? Present Mic, Midnight, and Cement-something. Doko felt bad. All the heroes he'd known before coming here were like, the top five, and a few others. That was it. But it became very apparent that there were a LOT more heroes out there, all having done their part. And he could admire any hero that took the time to exit the public spotlight and teach the next generation.

Besides, this afternoon was hero class with All Might. It was hard to be in a bad mood.

Doko finished up with the lunch line and scanned the crowded, rowdy cafeteria. Most of the closest tables seemed to be occupied by third and second-years, or students in the non-hero courses. He thought he saw some people that might have been in 1-B, but his knowledge of them was extremely limited.

Then he saw a table of Bakugo, Sato, Kaminari, and Jiro. The latter three were talking fairly casually, with Sato trying to get the Angry Explosion Man involved. But Bakugo was seething, looking across the cafeteria to another table. Doko followed his gaze, and saw a table with Uraraka, Iida, Yaoyorozu...oh, and Midoriya. That was why he was so mad.

Then Doko accidentally made eye contact with Bakugo, and the blonde seemed to start, as if surprised. Doko quickly put his head down and moved on. Don't want to get involved in all that. It might cause more trouble for Midoriya if I do.

Then, he came upon a nearly empty table, where Mezo Shoji was sitting alone. His mask remained on his face, but he was eating by creating a mouth on one of his arms and feeding it with another.

"Mind if I sit here?" Doko asked.

Shoji's arm-mouth was chewing, so he only shook his head. Doko took that as I don't mind and sat down.

Shoji swallowed. "Katayama, right?"

"That's me. In the flesh. And you're Shoji. You put on quite a showing in that grip strength test yesterday."

"And you, in the running events. I also took note of your natural strength, despite your Quirk not enhancing that. Unless I'm mistaken...?"

Doko laughed. "Kind of. My Quirk allows me to warp small objects from one place to another, which I do by sending this...energy through my arms and out my palms. It actually requires me to flex my arms, and bear the weight of whatever I'm warping, somewhat. So that kind of naturally strengthened me up over the years." He neglected to mention that most of that had been in his early years, and at the recent underground Quirk training. There had been a middle period in which he'd completely avoided using his powers at all.

Shoji nodded in understanding. "Very interesting. It appears there is a lot of complicated circumstances with such a strange Quirk."

"I could say the same about you, meaning no offense. Do you have a true mouth under there?"

Another nod. This guy didn't waste words, did he? "I would rather not show it in a place like this, if you take my meaning."

Doko shrugged. "That's fair enough."

"There you are, Dokkun!" Mina exclaimed in a pointlessly loud voice, drawing the attention of nearby students. Flanking her were Tsuyu and Toru. "We've been looking everywhere, didn't expect to see you here near the back with..." she looked toward Shoji. "I'm so sorry! I don't remember your name!"

"It's fine. I'm Mezo Shoji. Please sit, if you like."

Mina did so, in the open seat next to Doko. Toru took the seat on the other side, while Tsuyu sat in the booth side of the table with Shoji. "This food looks interesting, ribbit. I'd heard that Lunch Rush made all the food at UA, but to see it with my own eyes..."

"Indeed," said Shoji appreciatively. "It is surreal to see all these heroes we've known since we were kids use their powers in person. And for something so casual, as well..."

Doko voiced his thought from earlier. "I like the whole heroes-as-teachers thing. It's cool that they're willing to take a break to teach the future generation, you know?"

"It's nice that someone as dense to hero culture as you can recognise that," Toru teased. She was the only one who knew about how ignorant he was, but the others would find out through conjecture anyway. Doko stuck his tongue out at her.

"All Might isn't taking breaks!" declared Mina. "He's teaching classes AND doing hero work in the mornings and evenings! That's number one for ya."

"Busy guy. I wonder if it's just to keep up his public image?" Doko wondered aloud, chewing.

"It is as you say, Katayama, although the tone you put into it is not fair to All Might," said Shoji stoically. "I doubt he cares much about the fame and fortune, but he DOES know that he needs to be seen as active in the community so that the people feel safe. That's what it means to be the Symbol of Peace."

"Well put, ribbit."

"And we're gonna be taught by the guy," mused Toru dreamily. "Just a few more minutes! I wonder what we'll do?"

"Probably more introductory stuff," Mina said with a shrug. "It is funny to imagine All Might going over a syllabus behind a desk."

"Hmm..." Doko thought about the day before, how their homeroom teacher Aizawa had just thrown them right into it. "I think he may surprise us with this first day," he said aloud. "This is UA, after all."

"Perhaps, but it's best not to get too excited, ribbit. There's a lot of mundane stuff to be done in between all the excitement. Hero school is still school, after all."

"Ugh, don't I know it," Mina groaned. "I thought Cementoss's class this morning would NEVER end."

"And Present Mic, teaching English?" Toru shuddered. "I am going to understand that language even less now."

Doko winced. He'd never been great at English either. In middle school, his teacher had called his speech "rodent's chatter," whatever that meant. The purple energy that often made him start speaking in a scatterbrained manner in Japanese seemed to go even more haywire in other languages.

"So, what do you guys like to do in your free time?" asked Toru. "It gets kinda boooring just talking about hero stuff after a while."

Mina squeaked, as if she'd been jumping at the chance to talk about herself. "I'm big into break dancing, or dancing at parties, or any dancing, really! I'm a great dancer!"

Doko forcefully exhaled through his nose. "Go on then. Show us your moves. Get up on the table right now. Do it! You won't. Scared." There I go again.

She grinned at him. "Shut it, you. I bet you can't dance."

"I choose not to."

Tsuyu was tilting her head in thought. "I suppose I don't have a lot of free time, ribbit. Most of the time I'm watching my two younger siblings, although I do like to go out on rainy days if I can."

"You have siblings? Must be nice. I'm an only child," said Toru.

"Nice to have younger siblings," Mina corrected. "I bet Tsu-chan is super reliable. I'm a middle child, myself. Nothing worse." She looked to the two boys. "What about you guys?"

"Only child," Shoji confirmed.

"I have a younger sister," said Doko shortly.

"Hmm? And I suppose all your free time is taken up by her, like Tsu-chan?" Mina's black-and-gold eyes were twinkling.

Chores, thought Doko. Aloud, he said, "I like reading, I guess. Nonfiction reading specifically. Space, travel, science, psychology, that sort of thing."

"Nerd alert," Mina snorted, although she seemed to be smiling at him.

"Sorry. We can't all be pro dancers. I just don't get on the Internet or watch TV much." Not allowed to.

A sound came from near Toru that seemed to indicate that she'd snapped her fingers. "That's why you're so dumb when it comes to hero stuff."

"Heyyy..."

"I think your pursuits are admirable, Katayama," said Shoji. "I myself have limited material possessions. I'm more of a spare kind of guy, you could say. I do enjoy this takoyaki place on a nearby street corner to my house on occasion, though."

"What does Toru-chan mean when she says Dokkun is dumb, ribbit?" Tsuyu looked between the others with her vacant stare. "You seem plenty smart to me, Dokkun. A bit...spontaneous, maybe, but..."

"I'm gonna stop you right there and thank you for the compliment before you realise you want to take it back. See, because I don't watch much TV, and my parents aren't into the whole hero scene, I have very limited knowledge of how all this works. I obviously knew about All Might and most of the major incidents, because who doesn't, but until recently I didn't even know I wanted to be a hero, so it was never that relevant to me."

"Interesting," said Shoji. "I have wanted to be a hero as long as I could remember. It always seems like more of a child's dream, so to hear that you developed your goal later on..."

"What changed?" Mina asked with food in her mouth. "I mean, why did you suddenly decide you wanted to be a hero?"

"Fame. Women. Enough money to make incredibly specific expensive purchases that will make the news on slow days. Getting cozy enough with the government to avoid paying my taxes." Tsuyu and Shoji had begun to laugh.

"That's the second tax evasion joke he's made in two days," Toru muttered.

Mina rolled her eyes. "I was asking seriously, dork."

"Ah...um..." the violet seemed to stop his voice in his throat. Do I really want to talk about this right now? "Well, it's just, like, erm, think of it this way, Mina. Are you really okay with going into the deep reasons why you want to be a hero right now? Like, to the people at this table?"

The pink-skinned girl blinked. "Um, when you put it like that..."

"Okay. When you're ready to tell me your reasons, I'll be ready to tell you mine." There was a poignant silence at the table that lasted a few moments. Doko looked around at the other four. They all appeared solemn. "Oh no. I didn't mean to make the mood heavy like that. What's with the long faces? Do I need to do a flip or something? Quick, Mina, bust a move!"

"Sorry, ribbit," Tsuyu sighed. "It's just...never mind. You're right." Shoji nodded and hummed in agreement. It was hard to tell what Toru was thinking or looking like.

Mina grinned sheepishly. "You're a good guy, Dokkun. Sorry for asking."

"It's no problem."

Suddenly, the bell rang, and the other students were heading out. Doko stood with his tray, but Shoji stood. "I am the tallest one here and have enough arms. I will take everyone's trays back to the disposal. I can break through the crowd."

"Oh! Thanks a lot, man."

"Thank you, ribbit."

"A true gentleman," Toru sang.

As he took everyone's trays, a voice sounded off behind them. "Yo, Pinky!"

Doko recognised that voice. It was Kirishima, from their class. He turned to look. The boy had been following the flood of people out of the cafeteria, but he'd stopped in front of Mina, smiling.

Mina sighed. "Hey, Kiri."

"I was wondering where you'd sat down. You could have sat with us, you know?"

"Why? Who were you sitting with?"

Kirishima pointed. "Sato and Kaminari and some others." The group in question was leaving from their table. Bakugo was among them.

Mina snorted. "Bakugo? That chihuahua? Come on Kiri, where's your judge of character? You need it to be a good hero."

"Hey, Bakugo is manly as hell, and he seems alright once you get to know him," Kirishima said defensively.

"There is all that business with Midoriya though, ribbit."

"Yeah, that whole situation is a bit sketchy, huh?" Toru added.

"Pardon me for asking," Doko said, leaning forward, "but how do you two know each other? Old school buddies?"

Kirishima and Mina both nodded. "I was hoping we could be new school buddies too, but I guess you'd rather not talk to Bakugo." Kirishima smiled apologetically at the other people at the table.

"Listen, Kiri. It's important that I get to know the other girls in the class. With so few of us we gotta stick together. You'll understand when you're older."

"Well, one of the girls in question was sitting with us. And what about him?" Kirishima nodded to Doko. "Is he a girl?"

"Surprisingly, you aren't the first person this week to ask that question," said Doko. "But anyway, the bell rang and we gotta go. All Might's class, remember? Look, here comes Shoji."

The multiple-armed boy was fighting his way back to them through the crowd. His imposing presence caused many of the shorter students to part on their own.

"Right," Kirishima mumbled. "Well, don't be a stranger, Pinky. See you all in class." He waved and ran to catch up to Bakugo and them.

Toru scoffed. "Geez, what's his problem?"

"It seemed like he felt threatened by Dokkun's presence, ribbit."

Doko sweatdropped. "We gotta work on that bluntness of yours. Also, I think you're reading too much into the situation."

Shoji had just returned, and blinked, confused. "What happened?"

All eyes turned to Mina, who sighed. "Kiri means well. I apologise on his behalf if anything he said came off as pushy or confrontational. He's a genuinely nice guy, just a little dense to the atmosphere sometimes."

Doko nodded sagely. "An affliction which affects many a young Japanese male. Fortunately, I am immune."

"Yeah, right," Mina scoffed, as they all headed out of the cafeteria and toward class. "As if you could tell when a girl is dropping hints."

"Oh, Doko would definitely be able to tell," sang Toru. "And he'd intentionally play dumb and keep saying ridiculous stuff just to torture the poor gal. He's evil like that. I pity her, this hypothetical human."

"Hypothetical is where it stops, lest we forget," said the warping boy, joining the joke. "No real girl would be idiotic enough to catch feelings for me when there's hunks like Shoji-kun walking around." He gave the taller boy a gentle slap on the back.

"You flatter me, but my appearance repels more girls than it attracts."

"Hmm..." Mina scanned him up and down. "The right ingredients are there. Height, muscles, the mystery factor with the bangs and the mask...you're working with somethin' for sure. You just need to meet the right girl."

"And I suppose that's you?"

All of them laughed at that, Mina loudest of all. They weren't expecting Shoji to say something so bold, and it even seemed as if his eye was sparkling with mischief.

"Dream on, pal," said Mina. "I don't know how you came to that conclusion."

"You did just spend about fifteen seconds ogling me."

"Everyone shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut u..."

"We get it, Katayama-kun. What is it?"

"We're here."

Class 1A waited patiently in their afternoon hero classroom for All Might to appear, but they didn't have to wait long. Out in the hall, the words "I AM..." could be heard.

The whole class gasped and tensed up. Then, the door opened, and the man himself slid in. "COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!" he declared.

"Wow!"

"...*snicker*...was that his idea of a normal entrance?"

"That's his Silver Age costume!"

"So manly!"

"Welcome to Battle Hero Training!" All Might announced. "This is the class you've all been waiting for! And now..." he procured a clipboard that had a bunch of notes on it. "We shall waste no time! Today's activity will be practical battles!"

I knew it! Doko thought, as the class got hyped up. Well, I didn't know it, but I suspected it. I kept an open mind for just this sort of situation.

"Oh, by the way, you might be needing these." All Might gestured to the back of the room, where boxes were sliding out of the wall. "Your hero costumes are ready for use!"

If the class had been hyped before, they were even MORE hyped now. Several immediately stood up to walk over and get their costume. Mina was beating some kind of rhythm on her desk while cheering "Woo-hop!" repetitively.

All Might's smile seemed to take on an exasperated look. "Change into those costumes and head on down to Ground Beta! I'll see you all down there!"

Doko was pleased by his costume. The material for the shirt was almost rubber: tough, but light and stretchy, meaning it'd be easy to teleport with him and not risk going naked by accident. It was also skin-tight, showing off his broad shoulders and modest muscles. The pants were baggy and made of polyester and nylon. Then there were some combat boots. The shirt stopped just past his elbows, showing a bit of forearm, and was mostly purple save for two grey stripes going down the sides of his chest from shoulder to hip, and the dark grey inkblot design in the center. He was happy with how the inkblot had turned out. The pants and the boots were also dark grey.

There were five more things in the uniform box, which were all black and slightly glossy. Doko knocked against them with his fist and heard a clink. They were metal, and closer inspection revealed two elbow-pads, two-shoulder pads, and the mask for his eyes and nose that he'd requested. A bit of light armour to top me off. He put on the pads quickly, but the mask came with instructions. He looked closer and read.

You will find a button on the left side of the mask. Press it twice in quick succession. Doko did so, and watched the mask impossibly compress and fold in on itself. Is this some kind of magic metal substance, just for me? He realised that the mask had folded into the shape of an earpiece. He tentatively picked it up and placed it over his left ear. It fit perfectly.

Gulping, Doko pressed the button twice more, and the mask folded out over his face, narrowing his vision and closing his nose off. Instantly he switched to breathing through his mouth, which felt less natural. I'll have to get used to that. But the narrowed vision already made him feel more focused and less likely to get sick or turn super hyper or delirious out of nowhere. He couldn't see to the sides as well, but that was okay for now. It was like his sister had said: costumes could always be updated. If those disadvantages from the mask became too much, they could always fine-tune it, or he could train himself to deal with the nausea and need no mask at all. Future thoughts for future times, however. Now he needed to focus on the present.

Doko pressed the button again to make the mask retreat off of his face before heading out the tunnel and into Ground Beta. The rest of the class was walking with him. Up ahead, All Might stood with a clipboard and a box, a look of pride slowly growing on his face. Behind him was a derelict building.

"Oh, look at you all!" he boomed. "Looking the part is one of the most important aspects of heroism, and you've already got that down!"

Doko glanced at his surrounding classmates and gasped. Everyone looked so impressive!

Iida was wearing some insane-looking white sci-fi armour. The boy Tokoyami wore a dark cloak. Bakugo and Kirishima were showing some skin, but their spare-ish adornments gave them the appearance of caged animals ready to strike. Uraraka was wearing a skin-tight bodysuit that reminded Doko of his own, except the pattern on it was pink and black where his was grey and purple. Also, she had bigger boobs than him. That was another thing.

Speaking of which, what the hell, Yaoyorozu?

"Katayama-kun!" Toru's voice cried. Doko looked wildly around in a circle, before zeroing in on some floating gloves and a pair of boots on the ground.

His eye twitched. "Are you...are you naked?"

"Is that a problem?" Mina's voice, behind him.

"GAH!" Doko jumped in surprise. "What're you..." he turned to look at Mina, and briefly lost his words.

She was wearing a skin-tight suit like Uraraka's, only it showed more cleavage. The colouring was purple/teal in a camouflage pattern, and she wore brown boots on her feet. Matching those boots was a brown waistcoat, unbuttoned, with white fur lining the top. And she wore a simple white mask over her eyes, made of fabric instead of metal like his.

Mina seemed to catch his eyes looking up and down, and spun in a seductive circle. "Like what you see?" she asked.

"Ha! It will take more than that to fluster me! You just surprised me by suddenly talking to my ear from behind, that's all. Yes." Indeed, Doko wasn't easily flustered, but this combined with Toru being naked combined with how much skin Yaoyorozu was showing combined with Uraraka's similarly skin-tight outfit...it was kinda overwhelming! Just from a normal red blooded male standpoint. I am no pervert.

Meanwhile, Kaminari was wide-eyed and dazzled, blood leaking slowly from one nostril. "Hero school is the best," he said vacantly. Jiro punched his arm.

Tsuyu and Shoji appeared. The former had a green bodysuit on with large white gloves and a pair of goggles strapped to her head. "You look cute, Tsu-chan!" Mina declared, and Toru hummed in agreement.

"Thank you, ribbit."

Shoji's costume was simple. The one noteworthy thing was the extremely wide arm holes, for obvious reasons.

Midoriya emerged from the tunnel last, wearing a greenish outfit with a mask that covered his face, along with some weird bunny ear attachment things. Doko noticed him walking over to Uraraka before returning to his own conversation.

"Hagakure-san, are you...immodest, right now?" Shoji was asking uncomfortably.

"Haha, yep! Gonna set all the villains on edge with the power of stealth!" her gloves closed into fists and she appeared to punch the air repeatedly.

"Dokkun, I like your costume, ribbit. What does the design on the front mean?"

"Hmm?" Doko looked down at the inkblot. "It doesn't mean anything, and that's the point. It's an inkblot design from psychology. You see what you THINK you see, and that reflects on your mental state."

"I see." Tsuyu put a finger to her chin. "It certainly could become a recognisable symbol, ribbit."

"That's the idea."

"Is everyone ready?" All Might called. "It's time to start Battle Training!" His eyes suddenly widened, and he turned to the side, whispering something under his breath. Doko looked around, confused. What did he just see?

Iida raised an armoured hand. "Sensei! What will we be doing? Why are we here in the cityscape?"

"This will be an indoor battle trial! Imprisonment, home invasion, black market deals...the smartest and most dangerous villains operate indoors from the shadows in a society filled with heroes. So, for this exercise, you will be separated into teams of two - Heroes and Villains!"

The class erupted. "Are we fighting each other?" asked Tsuyu.

"Am I allowed to kill?" Bakugo demanded.

"Will we be expelled if we lose?" squeaked Uraraka, timidly.

"How will the teams be divided?!" Iida shrieked.

"Doesn't my cape look fabulous?" asked Aoyama.

"I CAN'T ANSWER ALL YOUR QUESTIONS AT ONCE!" All Might shouted, his smile becoming more strained. Then...he pulled out a piece of paper, and began reading from it.

Some of the class was taken aback with shock; others snickered. All Might was having to recite the assignment from a piece of paper. Is he entirely qualified to be teaching classes? Doko wondered.

"This exercise will consist of a battle inside a building!" All Might recited. "The Villain team of two will guard a nuke that they intend on launching! The Hero team must stop them before it's too late! If the heroes capture the villains or touch the nuke before time runs out, they win! If the villains keep them from the nuke or capture the heroes before time runs out, THEY win!"

"How very American," commented Yaoyorozu.

"The teams will be decided at random!" All Might announced.

"Are you sure that's the best way to do it?" asked Iida.

"Of course! In an emergency situation, you may not always have the best options for allies in your immediate area! You will have to make do with whatever heroes are nearby, leading to some impromptu teamups! This will simulate such a situation!"

Doko was sure that if he could see Iida's face, his eyes would be glistening. "Right! I apologize for my ignorance!" the boy bowed deeply.

The teams were drawn as follows:

Team A: Ochaco Uraraka and Izuku Midoriya

Team B: Denki Kaminari and Mezo Shoji

Team C: Fumikage Tokoyami and Toru Hagakure

Team D: Tenya Iida and Katsuki Bakugo

Team E: Shoto Todoroki and Yuga Aoyama

Team F: Eijiro Kirishima and Tsuyu Asui

Team G: Mashirao Ojiro and Mina Ashido

Team H: Rikido Sato and Kyoka Jiro

Team I: Hanta Sero and Doko Katayama

Team J: Momo Yaoyorozu and Koji Koda

Doko looked around, searching for Hanta Sero. His eyes zeroed in on the boy, with his easy smile and lanky build. The tape user's costume was pretty cool, all white and black and yellow with shoulder pads and a cool helmet. Sero grinned back at him, and they approached each other, as the other pairs of students did the same around the same, chatting with their partners. "Glad you're my partner, to be honest," said Sero, scratching the back of his neck. "Our Quirks are both pretty compatible for this exercise."

"Are they?" Doko raised an eyebrow. Shit, I don't have the brain for this at all! We need to come with a plan, tactics...but I'm drawing a blank! Outwardly, he only returned Sero's easy smile and said, "I guess so, huh? Let's do our best, then." They both nodded and then stood there awkwardly for a moment. Oh no. He's way too laid-back, and we've never talked before! I don't know what to say! Ohhhh, couldn't I have just gotten Mina or Hagakure or something? Doko was starting to mildly panic.

"Okay, for the first exercise, Team A will be the heroes, and Team D will be the villains!"

Now, Doko wasn't the only one panicking. After All Might's announcement, Midoriya had suddenly gone very pale. "We're up first, Deku-kun!" said Uraraka happily. "Huh? Are you okay?"

"Heroes and Villains, get into your positions!" All Might was saying. "The rest of us will head back to the video room to watch."

Bakugo stormed through the front of the throng, heading for the building. As he passed Midoriya, the green haired boy tried to stammer out, "L-l-let's d-d-do our best, K-Kaccha..."

Bakugo only broke past him, Iida on his heels. "Bakugo-san! We must come up with a plan!"

All Might seemed nervous. "Anyway, let the rest of us get going to the video room!"

Doko frowned in Midoriya's direction. Uraraka was worrying over him, but the boy barely seemed to notice.

"What's all that about? What's with the weird nicknames?" asked Sero as they followed the others.

Doko shrugged. "All I know is that they went to the same middle school."

"I noticed Bakugo call Midoriya Quirkless yesterday. I mean, that's clearly, blatantly wrong, right? Midoriya's Quirk is so powerful that it breaks him."

"Maybe he's saying that because it breaks him like that then it's as bad as being Quirkless? Or perhaps Midoriya really did it hide it for years or something. That seems like a strat." Partially because I kinda did the same thing.

"Speaking of strats," said Sero, "I'm glad we aren't going first. We'll be able to get a good idea of what to do from watching other matches, and what not to do as well."

"Yeah...listen, are you more of a tactics guy? As of right now, my strengths include thinking on the fly and being extremely irritating to my peers. I'm not cut out for coming up with elaborate plans, especially if we're in the Villain position and have to defend."

Sero laughed. "No worries. I'm sure we'll come up with something. Besides, your Quirk is really versatile."

"Yeah, and a side effect of it is that I'm incredibly scatterbrained. If I accidentally throw up on you during our match, I apologise in advance."

"Think of it like this," said Sero in a supportive tone. "Your Quirk is tailor-made for getting places. All we have to do if we're the heroes is to touch the bomb, which just means getting you into the room where it is, right?"

"I usually have to see where I'm warping, so yes."

"And if we're the villains, my Tape is perfect for capturing from behind while you do crowd control. No matter who it is, if you pester them long enough I can come in and..." he lifted his elbows and made a shooting sound with his mouth. "So for now let's just not worry, and watch the matches, yeah?"

Doko sighed, feeling the lavender relax deep in his system. "Aight. I wish I could be as unphased as you about all this. We're about to have knockout dragout fights with other students and be graded on our performance. All Might himself just read us our assignment from a damn clipboard. I'm just a little disassociated, if you get me. Like I'm in multiple places at once."

Sero raised his eyebrows. "Isn't that kinda fitting for you?"

"Huh...I suppose it is. Oh well, you're right. Let's just relax and watch this first fight." They gathered around the video screens with the others.

...

"Welp," said Sero, "that was a disaster."

Midoriya had broken an entire arm and was now being sent to the infirmary. Most of the building had been destroyed by Bakugo's explosions and Midoriya's massive smash. The class was chattering.

"Alright," said All Might, returning to the room, having just spoken to the two of them. "Can anyone tell me who the MVP of that match was?"

Yaoyorozu raised her hand. "Sensei? It was Iida."

A few noises of confusion and "Hmms" echoed through the room. "But the heroes won?" said Kaminari.

"Indeed, but they benefitted from the parameters of the exercise. All heroes had to do to win was touch the bomb within an allotted time limit. In a real situation with a real explosive, there would have been more steps to victory. Besides, their efforts aided in the destruction of the building, along with Bakugo, who seemed to let his anger get the best of him. Iida, on the other hand, genuinely tried to work with Bakugo and come up with a plan, and he played the part when Uraraka showed up, managing to delay her for a good while. It was a shame that he did not have a better partner, or else the villains might have emerged victorious."

The class all made impressed sounds. "Well put, young Yaoyorozu!" All Might praised. "I couldn't have put it better myself! Literally, I don't think I could have." He said the last part through a closed smile, somewhat as an aside.

"She's so advanced..." Jiro muttered, wide-eyed.

"As expected of a student who got in through recommendations, ribbit."

"Okay!" All Might inhaled, as if he was re-energising. "Next match! Team G will be the heroes! Team E will be the villains!"

"Oop! I'm next!" Mina gave a two-fingered salute to Doko and Tsuyu standing nearby, winking. "Wish me luck!"

"Consider the luck wished," Doko told her.

"Who is your partner, ribbit?"

"The tail guy. I guess I should go talk to him." She skipped over to where Ojiro was standing, making an exaggerated greeting. The blonde boy seemed to sweatdrop, put off by her demeanour. I get it, man. I get it.

Meanwhile, Todoroki, who made up one half of Team E, was already heading out the door. His teammate Aoyama was following him, chatting up a storm, but the boy with the scarred face said nothing. Doko briefly caught a look at his eyes, and saw only cold darkness. He shuddered. Good luck, Mina. You're up against a shark with this one.

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