NOTES

Ok so, I made a mistake in a past chapter. I said that Atakiri live in "Musafutu" when in reality, the name of the town was "Musutafu" so, yeah...

Sorry about that... Anyways, let's continue this crappy story.

As I walked through the halls I had only one thing on my mind.

'Why do people like tomatoes?'

It was a stupid thought that had crashed into my brain at that moment and I was debating in my mind why.

I personally hated them, I could stand ketchup, spaghetti sauce, and stewed tomatoes (as long as they weren't by themselves). But I still wondered why people liked them.

I was so caught up in my weird thoughts that I didn't notice when Ms. Midnight had walked up behind me and started talking to me.

"Hey, Atakiri, are you even listening?" She asked, I was snapped out of my thoughts as I turned my head and looked up at the messy, navy-haired woman. She had on her hero outfit, which had never ceased to make me slightly uncomfortable. But I had gotten slightly used to it.

I smiled apologetically at her and shook my head. She sighed and stopped walking, turning her entire body to face me. I did the same and adjusted the grip on my bag before grabbing the notepad and pencil from my pocket.

"What ever is the matter, Ms. Midnight? " I showed her the notepad and she gave me a proud smirk that would jave come off as suggestive of you hadn't known her.

"Nice job in the practical exam, I was watching and you did absolutely amazing." She said, her words were drenched in pride and she patted the top of my head.

I gave her a close-eyed smile and wrote something down.

"Are you walking me home today? Or is another one of the teachers doing so? " She read the note and nodded.

"Yes, Principal Nezu asked me to take you home today, that and..." She scratched the back of her head and wetted her lips. "I specifically asked him if I could. I have a suprise for you and I think you will like it."

I tilted my head and gave her a confused look. 'What ever could she mean by that? '

As we walked on the sidewalk to wards my house I tried to ignore the strange stares that were directed towards us as people walked by.

I had never liked drawing unwanted attention. Whenever I was in a crowd I immediately shut down and sometimes started hyperventilating. But in this case, I was just scratching the inside of my left arm as we walked.

Midnight looked at me and frowned when she noticed that I was scratching. She let out an exasperated sigh and gently smacked the back of my head.

"You're scratching your arm again Atakiri, you have to stop doing that." She muttered, I gave her an apologetic smile and we continued silently (Heh... "silently") walking.

Once we got to the house I unlocked the front door and walked the into rhe interior. I took off my shoes and walked over to the hallway and up to my room to put them, and my dirty clothing, away.

Once I was finished I padded into the kitchen to see Midnight making lunch. I smiled and walked over to the sink.

"I'm making chicken udon, want to help?" She asked. I nodded eargerly and washed my hands in the sink.

As we cooked the smell of dough and broth wafted through the air. I took a deep breath and caught myself before letting out a sigh of content. I frowned and internally scolded myself before looking over to Midnight.

The R-Rated Heroine looked rather amusing wearing a pink apron with white polka-dots. I smiled to myself as I continued to chop the vegtables.

'I'm truly happy I ran into Izuku-san that day...'

Five Days Later...

It was here.

It was finally here.

Thirteen had knocked on my door that morning, in his hero-costume (of course), and had come in saying that he was there to deliver my letter.

He allowed me to go to my room and open it, but I assured him that I would rather have someone there.

I sat down near the edge of the coffee table and gently opened the wax-seal on the envolope. I turned it upside-down and a letter and a small, silver disk fell into my open palm.

I placed the letter on the table and inspected the disk. It was then that a blue, transparent figure appered on the disk. I jumped slightly and placed the disk on the table. The figure was All-Might, and I found it odd that he was- wait, did this mean he was going to be a new teacher?

"I AM HERE! As a hologram!" His loud, boisterous voiced boomed. I smiled slightly and continued to listen. "And I am here to give you, Ms. Atakiri Chizomi, your results on the entrance exams!"

Thirteen sat himself on the chair across from the table and watched silently as All Might continued.

"Your written exam results were close to being one-hundred percent. And in the practical exam, you recived forty-eight villain points and twenty rescue points!"

'Rescue points? '

"Yes! Rescue Points!" I flinched, had ge read my mind? I shook my head, no that would be silly. "Giving you sixty-eight points in total!"

A screen popped up and showed the top ten in the exam. It turned out I had tyed for fourth-place with someone named "Shiozaki Ibara". I smiled at my accomplishment and Thirteen nodded approvingly at me.

"This means that you, Atakiri Chizomi, are going to be a member of the Hero-Course in UA High. In Class 1-A! This is your Hero Academia!"

And with that the hologram dissapated. I could barely keep my excitement in as I beamed. I took a few breaths and gently picked up the letter.

Inside was a list of school supplies, when the term started, and where I could pick up my uniform. I looked over to Thirteen and stood. He did as well and I tried to envelope him in a hug. Keyword being "tried". His hero-costume only allowed me to wrap my arms halway around his frame. He tensed for a moment before hesitantly patting the top of my head.

I withdrew from the hug and beamed up at him.

"Guess you're really excited, huh?"

Two Weeks Later...

I stood in front of the large, metal gates of UA High. I gripped the straps of my backpack tighter and took a deep breath.

I walked through the gates and to the front doors. I caught sight of a familiar indigo-haired head and smiled, I was happy that he had gotten into UA. I would have gone and said hello to him, but I didn't want to be late. So I made a mental note to introduce myself and check on him when I could.

As I reached the classroom, there were multiple people inside. On the whiteboard up front was a seating chart, I walked over to my seat, it was to the right of a boy with yellow hair and a black lightning bolt-shaped highlight in his hair. I gave him a quick glance before sitting in my seat. He looked over to me and I turned my head and gave him a close-eyed smile.

"Oh, uh, hi there. I'm Kaminari Denki, what's your name?" He asked, I noticed his eyes were the same yellow of his hair.

I withdrew my notepad and pencil and he gave me a confused look as I wrote out my answer.

"Nice to meet you, Kaminari-san. My name is Atakiri Chizomi." He read the note and nodded, smiling a bit.

"Nice to meet you Atakiri-chan. May I ask, why are you writing out your answer?" He asked, a questioning expression on his face.

I was about to write out my answer when I heard the familiar monotone voice of a certain black-haired man.

He emerged from a bright yellow sleeping bag and held a unreadable expression.

"It took you all seven seconds to quiet down. Time like this is precious, it is not rational to waste it. I know this is sudden but put on these uniforms and meet me outside at the track. We have work to do." He held out a blue and white striped sports uniform and I nodded.

As I walked to the Girl's locker room, I hesitated outside the door and opened it. I stared at the ground and made my way to a locker where the other girls in my class were not crowding. As I changed I made sure to try and hide my cheeks heating up with embarrassment.

I pulled the ahirt over my head and pulled my long hair into a low ponytail. I pulled on some sports shoes and rushed myself off.

"Hi there, I'm Ashido Mina! What's your name?!" A bubbly pink-haired, and pink-skinned, girl with yellow horns walked up to me and held out her hand. I took it and smiled, I grabbed my notepad and scribbled put an answer.

"Nice to meet you Ashido-san, my name is Atakiri Chizomi." She beamed and her yellow and black eyes sparkled.

"Nice to meet you Atakiri-chan! I hope we can be good friends! Also, why are you writing an answer?" She asked, I smiled slightly before writing out an answer.

"I do not speak because of my Quirk. If I were to speak, there would be many a consequence." I wrote, and Ashido put her hand to her chin in thought and nodded a bit.

"Oh, cool. So, your Quirk has something to do with your voice?" She asked and I nodded.

We continued some slight conversation as we walked out to the track. I placed my notepad in my pocket as we neared the other members of the class.

Aizawa said we were going to have "Quirk Assessment Training". A brown-haired girl (I believe her name was "Uraraka"?) asked about orientation and Aizawa answered with something about how it UA teachers were given "freestyle" teaching methods.

"Bakugo, you placed first in the entance exam, how far could you throw the softball in middle-school?"

"Sixty-seven meters..." Bakugo mumbled and Aizawa tossed him a softball.

"Throw the ball, do whatever you must, but stay in the circle."

As Bakugo walked over to the circle, I could see the prominent smirk resting atop his features. As he threw the softball with loud explosions emitting from his hand, he shouted "DIE!" The ball landed on the ground with a loud "THUMP" and Aizawa showed us Bakugo's score. It was 705.2 meters. A few if my classmates were in awe of his score while others even voiced their excitement. When someone even said something about this being "fun" I tensed and swallowed heavily.

For I knew what was coming next.

"Fun, you say? You lot only have three years to prove yourselves as worthy heroes, and you think it will be all just fun and games?" The air around the teacher became tense, and I looked over to Ashido-san, her smile had faltered and was now replaced with a worried frown. "Right then... Whoever places last in the test will be judged hopeless... And will be expelled immediately."

It took all of my willpower not to facepalm myself at that moment. I knew what Aizawa was doing, if you spent enough time around the guy, you would learn to figure things out. Especially to tell when he was lying.

I sighed internally and placed a confident expression on my face. ' I can do this...'

I turned to Ashido-san and gave her a reassuring smile, she looked at me and tried to smiled back.

"Let's do our best, Atakiri-chan!" She said excitedly, a large smile on her face. I smiled back, but still had some slight doubt in the back of my mind.

I was quite nervous on how Izuku was going to do...

MORE NOTES

Ok, so in the first part of this the dang chapter, the format thing didn't let me undo the bold font, and didn't let me undo the italoc font either, so that's why it's like that.

Anyways, I would enjoy seeing your guys/gals/people's opinions on this, so let me know with the reviews, I would truly like to hear your thoughts.

Anyways, I finally found the name of the MARVEL show that Blackbolt is from, it's called "Inhumans" and I really liked it, but yeah. I finally was able to gove it the proper credit it deserves. Hurray! :)

Ok, so that's it for this chapter.

Good-night/goodmorning/goodafternoon my guys/gals/people. :)