So I stood there, staring as Deku swooped in and saved the day - saved All Might, from me, from my latest...screwup...Deku, as always...
"Are you ok, All Might?!" Deku asked him.
"What was that, Midoriya?!" said Kaminari. "That was a lot of destructive force all of a sudden!"
"I thought you were more of a puncher," said Kirishima.
"Kaminari, Kirishima!" said Deku. "That destructive force is all thanks to these soles that Hatsume came up with. Iida gave me some pointers on how to move around with them. I've changed up my style. All I've really done is settle on a direction, so this is really more of a stopgap…not something you could call a special move."
"Not at all!" said All Might. "It'll probably be more effective than just a stopgap. Especially in the provisional license exam."
"All Might, it's a bit dangerous. So you might wanna keep your distance," said Mr. Aizawa.
"That's rude!" he muttered. Then he turned to me. "Bakugou, my boy! Sorry about that."
I could only, somehow, see Deku…He was looking back at me, now. Deku, who All Might picked…Deku, who All Might thinks is better…Deku who is pulling ahead of me…
Snap out of it. Focus on the important things. "Be careful, All Might!" I yelled back as I blasted out of the way.
So the remaining days of training came and went, and nothing really changed.
And in the blink of an eye, the bus was pulling up to the test site.
"The exam site. Takoba national stadium." It was huge!
"I'm getting nervous!" cried Jirou.
"I didn't know it was at Takoba," said Deku.
"What do you think we're going to have to do? Ha…I wonder if I can get a license," whined Mineta.
"Minute," said Mr. Aizawa, bending down to be at eye level with him. "It's not 'if.' Go and get it."
"Oh, definitely! Definitely!" he cried back.
"If you are able to pass this exam and get your provisional licenses, then you are no longer eggs. You will hatch and become chicks. Semi-pros. Do your best."
"All right! Let's do it! Let's become chicks!" cried Kaminari.
"Ok everyone, gather round!" said Kirishima. "Ready? Plus -"
"ULTRA!" boomed a strange voice. A huge guy in a military cap had popped in from nowhere!
"It's not nice to randomly insert yourself in other people's huddles, Inasa," said a boy with purple hair in the same cap and school uniform, next to a blonde girl in the girl version.
"AH, SORRY! PLEASE - " ACCEPT - MY HUMBLEST - APOLOGIES!" he screamed as he slammed his head into the ground in a kind of bow.
WHAT?
"Who is this guy that's so ridiculously pumped up?" cried Kaminari.
"It's like someone added Iida and Kirishima together and squared the result," said Sero.
"Wait a minute, those uniforms! Aren't those from that famous school in the west?"
"UA in the east, Shiketsu to the west," I muttered.
"Of the many hero departments out there, the elite school that matches up with UA. Shiketsu high!"
"I JUST WANTED TO TRY AND SAY IT ONCE! PLUS ULTRA! IT'S THE UTMOST HONOR TO BE ABLE TO OCMPETE WITH YOU ALL! I WISH YOU THE BEST!" screamed this Shiketsu high dude. "I REALLY LOVE UA!"
"Ah, blood," murmured the blonde girl, staring at the wound on his head.
"Let's go," said the purple hair boy.
"Nasa Yoarashi," said Mr. Aizawa.
"Do you know him, Sensei?" said Hagakure.
"He's crazy enthusiastic," said Kirishima," but he seems ike a nice guy."
"Yoarashi," said Sensei. At last year's entrance exam…in other words, the same year you all took it…in spite of receiving the top score and passing, for some reason he declined his admission offer."
"Huh? That mean's he's a first year? And if he got the top score…" mumbled Deku, looking over at Todoroki. Right, the best in our year. So we get to smack down this overconfident high-credited asshole? Excellent
