I can't believe I'm here…what was I even thinking? Tch…it was their fault with their stupid faces, I swear she got it from dad…Grumbling, I furrow my brow, my headphones vibrating from the music being played. My eye twitches at the thought of my father and brother their devilish grins, all because they wanted me out of the house, for them to be this sly, to be this devious…they truly are inhuman. I furrow my brow, my grip tightening around my coffee cup, taking a swift sip unaware of the eyes upon me or well I am feeling them but fortunately, my headphones muffle out their useless prattle. I stop in my steps, placing the cup in the bin, just wanting this day done and over with.
"Good luck today sweetheart!" Brightly, my father beams at me as I made my way downstairs, groaning cradling my temple having studied the night before only for me to be expected to be greeted by the stench of fats, grease, and scorch marks. Instead, I am greeted by crystal clean surfaces, a spotless stove, and everything all in their proper place.
"H-How…? Everything is…" Baffled, my tired fatigued form stares in shock at the scene before me it was as if opposite day was taking place before me.
"Clean? Yes, I managed to do it on time so you needn't have to worry about it now get going you got an orientation to go to." Confidently, he proclaims standing up hands on hips before passing me some cover, in a to-go sort of cup.
"Good luck Sayako!" Merrily, my brother waves me off and here I am, reluctantly going to see if I'll even pass this stupid exam. I feel the wind brush against my brownish blonde roots, held in a loose man bun, I feel my fingertips brush against my collar trying to be free me from the confiding touch of my collar constricting, choking me almost. Urgh, never liked ties and will never like collars.
"I don't wanna hear you've got a boyfriend."
"Sometimes you're better off alone."
"But if you change your mind, you know where I am."
"Yeah if you change your mind, you know."
Where to find me
'Cause I don't ever wanna be your boyfriend
But still, I swear those two are demons…huh?
"OI BASTARD!" Frowning, I jolt up at the voice turning to look around a bit but finding no one so I shrug it off, resuming my course of listening to my music. However, I soon feel a tight grip on my shoulder freezing me as the next thing I know instincts take over. I grab the idiot's wrist and flip them off, hearing the gasped grunt of salvia spewing out from the strike, noting a few people around us making me shuffle slightly. I look over at my attacker only to blink when someone some blonde stranger before me…what?
"Um…you okay down there or…?" Unsure, I peer over at the guy, his reds dilating gaping at me while I simply arch a brow having no real who this guy is or his sudden anger towards me.
"What the hell was that you bastard!?" Boisterously, he bellows at me making me blink, hearing nothing but ringing much to my annoyance, knowing this is going to be a long chat. I place my headphones down, turning to face the moron.
"Well, I was listening to music, so I didn't hear you, all I really heard was bastard alerting me as you grabbed my shoulder. So, instincts kicked in…in reality, it's really your fault. You shouldn't surprise someone like that." Truthfully, I state the obvious to him.
"Y-You…flipped me!" Angry, he barks.
"Yes, and you stated the obvious." Blankly, I deadpan to the moron.
"Whatever…listen to me bastard I'm going to be number one! Just because you saved me means nothing!" He declares confusing me.
"I saved you?" Lost, I quirk my head to the side making him and a few others blink taken aback.
"Yes! Don't you remember?!" Roaring, he demands.
"Honestly? No." Frankly, I shrug my shoulders.
"What!? You making fun of me!? You listen to me you bastard I'm going to be the number one hero when I get to the top you'll be nothing but below me! I'm going to be the topic. You think I'm forgettable like hell I'm an extra!" Enraged, he screeches at me.
"Riiight just going to ignore you now." Calmly, I brush him off.
"Don't you ignore me!" He orders making me sigh stopping in my steps to turn to the hassle.
"Look just get inside you're doing nothing but embarrassing yourself. It isn't even that funny and I'm the sort to laugh when a child gets whacked in the face so you're suffering should be hilarious to me." Kindly, I try to be civil, try to get him to see the picture but…
"You! I'll prove you wrong just you wait I'll beat the shit out of you!" He announces.
"Riiight…" I sigh repeating my words once more as he rudely brushes against me making me arch a brow unfazed by the man-child.
"U-Um excuse me…" Meekly another voice calls out making me groan.
"What now?" Tiredly, I sigh turning to look down at the kid a hand on my hip.
"I just…I wanted to thank you for saving me." Shyly, he whispers to me, looking down at his hands.
"Wait…oh broccoli." Brightly, I smile remembering him, I mean not many people have green hair.
"Broccoli?" Baffled, the boy blinks taken aback by the nickname.
"Yeah, my brother called you that," I tell him.
"I'm Midor-" He offers his hand out to me.
"So, broccoli is that all you want to say?" Smiling, I interrupt him not really wanting to deal with any more people just wanting to be in and out.
"Well, I just when you saved me, and you spoke to All Might…you acted as if you don't want to be a hero so why are you here?" Perplexed, he questions me.
"Honestly? I have no idea." Openly, I sigh.
"Wait…what?" Lost, Broccoli blinks taken aback.
"Yeah, just going to see how things go if I don't get in I don't get in no big deal." Casually, I stretch saying how it is.
"You…" He begins.
"Might as well see how far I can push myself you know? I mean I did do some studying." I offer noting his stunned expression.
"I…I guess? I-It's good you studied!" Uncertain, he whispers trying to be optimistic.
"I'll see you Broccoli…" Casually, I salute him.
"Y-Yeah…see you…" Shyly, he smiles as I leave him to it heading inside for this entrance exam to begin.
"Mind if I sit here?" Casually, I descend the stairs in the great hall, my hands shoved into my pockets, making my way down until finding some bulky guy sat down on the chair, noting a few seats around him, others looking away, refusing to look the guy's way.
"No…" Surprised, he raises a brow at me.
"Cheers." I nod my head grateful, sitting down by his side, noting a few fearful looks sent his way, perplexing me.
"Hey isn't that the girl who brushed off All Might?"
"The nerve of her coming here."
"Showing her face at all, she is definitely not hero material…"
"If you have something to say. Say it to my face." Fed up, I snap turning to glare at the students squeaking back, petrified.
"E-Eeep…!"
"Are you going to say anything?" Annoyed, I huff turning to frown at the giant by me.
"You don't seem to want to talk about it." He points out.
"Good to see someone with a brain in this place. Guessing you're not from here." Smirking, I lean over on my seat, looking up at him.
"No, I'm not. My name is Shoji Mezo it's nice to meet you." Politely, he extends a limb out morphing into a mouth surprised me. He offers his hand out to me.
"Sashiko Sayako." Smiling, I shake his head, arching a brow impressed by his quirk.
"Sashiko…an interesting name" He leans back in his seat.
"You think so? A name is just a name." Honestly, I confess shrugging my shoulders.
"In Japanese script, the letters Sa means 'help', or 'aid.' He informs me making me blink surprised he knew that.
"Wait and you know that from the top of your head?" Impressed, I smirk smugly.
"I do." He confirms.
"That's pretty impressive! Heh, I bet you could get a cute girl to swoon for ya from that?" Teasingly, I wink snickering smirking when seeing his eyes expand at my tease, noting the faint ruby red hue to his cheeks making me chuckle as he tries to shyly hide it making me smirk at the endearing sight.
"That is not my intent." Awkwardly, he coughs leaning back, trying to recompose himself making me chuckle.
"Relax, it's just a joke. Still never knew that, heh makes sense." Simply, I shrug.
"How come?" He queries.
"My father is a surgeon, he helps people," I inform him.
"Sort of like a hero." He offers.
"Yeah…you could say that. Heh, those hands must come handy." Haughtily, I offer smirking.
"They have helped me a few times." Truthfully, he nods confirming his thought.
"Well, Shoji I bet you'll pass." Confidently, I assure him.
"Thank you, the assurance is appreciated. I'm sure with your quick thinking you will pass to." He says to me.
"Eh…we'll see." Lazily, I lean back in my seat once more, a sly smirk on my lips.
"What's up U.A candidates it's me your school DJ. Come on and let me hear ya!" Hollering, President Mic hollers making both Shoji and I sweatdrop.
"Keeping it mellow hah! That's fine I'll stick to the main show. Let's talk about this practical exam and how it's going to go down okay? Are you reeeeaadddy!? Yeah!" Bellowing, he roars only to be greeted by still silence making my hand dart over to my mouth.
"Are you okay?" Worried, I feel Shoji's hand on my shoulder.
"Yep…just holding in my giggles…those silences man!" Snickering, I inform him as he sighs almost relieved by it as he leans back in his seat.
"As your application says this exam will take place in a super hip suburban setting. Listen well my friends after I drop the mic here you will go to your specified battle centers sound good? Okaaay!" President mic proclaims.
"Hm…seems we're in the same center." I look down at my note in my pocket, peering over at his or attempting to if he wasn't so huge.
"It would appear so. I hope to have your back in this fight." Fairly, Shoji tells me.
"Yeah…we'll have to wait and see how this pans out," I exclaim.
"Okay, okay let's check out your targets. There are three types of bot villains in every battle center. You'll earn points based on their level of difficulty, so you better choose wisely. Your goal in this trial is to use your quirk to raise your score shedding these creatures like a guitar solo but check it to make sure you're keeping things heroic. Attack UA examines is a huge no, no you dig?" Cheekily, he wiggles his finger at us.
"Excuse me sir but I have a question." Surprised, we arch a brow as some guy stands up, the spotlight shining down upon him.
"Oh god no…we got one of those." Groaning, I lean back in my seat.
"Hit me!" Merrily, Mic declares.
"One of…those?" Shoji arches a brow at me.
"Rich kid." Moaning, I huff reaching up ready to deal with this spoiled brat.
"On the printout, you listed four types of villains, not three. With all respect, if this is an error on official UA materials it is shameful. We are exemplary students we expect the best from Japan's most notable school. A mistake like this will not do. Additionally, you with the unkempt hair you've been muttering this entire time stop that. If you can't take this seriously leave. You're distracting the rest of us." Rudely, rich kid scowls up at some kid causing the kid to apologize as the crowd erupts in laughter, laughing at him making me seethe.
"And you want to be a hero?" Angrily, I call out earning a few shocked looks.
"Excuse me?" Perplexed, the rich kid turns to me.
"Out of respect don't you think it's bullying excluding someone, not very heroic now is that?" Smirking, I point out.
"W-Well!" Awkwardly, he coughs.
"And for you to question UA's material like the spoiled brat you are without even considering how hard these people work their hero and teacher jobs is a type of entitlement no one wants to see in a hero. So out of respect, I suggest you shut up, sit down and keep your mouth shut. Is that understood?" Coldly, I snap seething, scowling at him.
"I…very well." Sighing, rich kid bows his head just as I feel a hand on my arm, gently bringing me down making me turn to Shoji shaking his head at me, making me sigh. Defeated, I slump my shoulders letting it go.
"Um…right the okay then examinee number 7111 thank you for calling in with your request. The fourth type is worth zero points, that guy just an obstacle we'll be throwing in your way. There's one in every battle center think of it as a hurdle. You have to try to avoid it. It's not that it can't be beaten there's just kinda no point. I recommend my listeners to try to ignore that one and focus on the ones at the top of the charts." Mic calms glasses down as he elaborates further for us to know what we are about to deal with.
"Thank you very much please continue." Coolly, glasses bows his head.
"Oh, I get it so they are like traps you have to get by in games."
"This whole thing's like a videogame."
"That's all I got for you today I'll sign off with a little present. A sample of our school motto. As general lay boulevard once laid down a true hero is one who overcomes lives misfortunes. Hmm hmm, now that's a tasty cell bite you ready to go beyond?! Let's hear a plus ultra! Good luck!" Chirpily, president Mic declares to us finishing his speech and explanation as we all stand up and head out, heading out to start the entrance exam.