Hi, my name is Haruto. Haruto Arashi. Let me clear something up really quickly: I am a GIRL. My parents were expecting a boy, got everything embroidered and emblazoned and engraved with "Haruto," and decided not to pick another name for their only daughter.

Guess I'll tell you what I look like. I'm maybe 175 centimeters tall. (A little over six feet for Americans). I'm built like a reed; all delicate and skinny, except right now- because of puberty- I look kind of like one of those walking stick insects. I have big brown eyes that sometimes look like honey in the right light. I have pretty standard hair. It's thick and black. To shake things up, I have it cut in a pixie that is spiky and cute and frames my face. My face is heart-shaped, my nose is small and my lips are on the thinner side. I have a little smiley face scar on my left cheekbone back near my ear. I fell on concrete when I was seven and slit my face open on a rock in just the right way. It makes me smile sometimes.

A little bit about me: I am 15 right now, my birthday's on the 11th of January, and I am a Capricorn. I have six little brothers, all of whom are (three sets of) twins. Everybody has a different Quirk in my family. Eiichi and Eito, my youngest brothers, just popped their Quirks at four. They can shoot little ice spikes out of their fingertips, and their Quirk is called Frostbite. (Ouch) My next oldest twin brothers- they're eight- Taine and Tait- have the Quirk Arthritis. They literally make people's joints hurt by partially freezing them. (Notice a theme?) The last set- Hades and Mienai- they're eleven- can spew kilometers worth of mist from their noses. (Ew) I'm not even sure their Quirk has a name.

My parents, Daichi and Samantha (she's American), both have Quirks completely different than the rest of the family. Papa's is called Seabird (We'll get to it later) and Mom's is Rain Dance (she can make tiny rain clouds, about as big as a basketball). My dad's a mechanic and my mom's a physical therapist. My dad has these sweet wings. They're like the wings of a sea bird (hence his Quirk's name) and they start at his shoulder blades. The tips almost reach the floor. He used to fly a lot, but not so much anymore. He was actually a sidekick to All Might and Sir Nighteye for a while, mostly helping with rescue operations. After a bad thunderstorm before my second-oldest brothers were born, an I-beam collapsed on his wings. They never healed quite right. He never healed quite right.

Papa thought it was my fault.

Now we get to my Quirk. I arguably have the best Quirk in my family- it's called Thunderbird. I have full control over weather patterns, but I love channeling lightning. I inherited my dad's wings, but mine are like a hawk's wings. They're speckled brown and I think they're black underneath. When I fold them tightly against my back, the tips of my longest feathers almost reach the floor, and the tips of the joints peek over my head. My wingspan is twice as long as I am tall, which means I can't easily spread them indoors.

I found out I had my Quirk at a playgroup when I was three. I made it violently thunderstorm outside, then BAM! I had my Quirk. (I was born with the wings.)

I've wanted to be a Pro Hero since I was old enough to think. I used to watch tapes of Pro Hero Hawks online and try to copy his flying techniques. I can't use my feathers like swords, but I did manage to figure out a pretty mean corkscrew! Hopefully, I'll get to meet him one day. Maybe when (It's going to happen) I become a Pro Hero, I'll name myself after him: "The Wing Hero: Thunderbird!" I also think that Midnight is pretty cool, sometimes not even having to touch an adversary to have them down for the count. I take inspiration from her technique when I'm practicing my lightning strikes.

The only problem is, I have mild Epilepsy. And after using my Quirk for an extended period of time, I'm super prone to seizures. It was scary, but I managed to find out that my natural disaster limit is about half an hour for a super typhoon (Don't worry, I tested it in the middle of the ocean). Basic weather (sun, snow, rain, wind) is about three hours. Flying is about four hours. Lightning depends. Nothing's wrong with how much or how powerfully, just a time limit.

So, naturally, I decided to test into U.A. Only the most prestigious hero course in Japan. Then, my father got in touch with his old agency (remember, he was one of All Might's sidekicks), and got them to recommend me into U.A. Guess what? I got into the Hero Course! I was so over the moon when I got the news, I made it snow a little inside my house without meaning to.

Then, about a week later, I got a call from a new number.

"Hello, the Arashi residence. This is Haruto speaking." The speaker was flustered, "Hi, my name is Ochaco Uraraka. I'm testing into U.A. too next week. I was hoping to make a friend beforehand- you know, in case we both flunk or both make it. Er- you are a girl, right?" I smiled into the phone, "Hi, Ochaco. I am a girl, and I would love to be your friend. But, um- I got in on recommendation. Maybe I'll swing by the day of the entrance exam?" She sighed on the other end, "You're so lucky! And I would love to see you that day. Real quick- don't let me touch you!" And hung up. What kind of girl leaves on a cliffhanger like that? I dialed her back at least four times. Nada. Wow. This chick really liked her suspense.

If I really was going to swing by, this girl was going to explain.

The day of the entrance exam, I spent all morning preening my wings. Of course I'd slept on them weird and pressed the feathers in every which way. Then I hastily combed my pixie and donned my flight goggles. (Who wants to get a bug in their eye?) I had on a blue blouse, black pleated skirt, and white knee-high socks with my shiny new tennis shoes.

I smooched my family and took off, summoning a gentle wind to push me along. When I pulled up to the school, I figured I'd land with a bang. I dove down and landed on one knee, hands on the ground, head down. I stretched my wings out as I stood. About sixty other applicants were absolutely gaping at me. I smiled sweetly and made a peace sign with my fingers. Now the testers knew who they were dealing with.

I made my way to a group of girls chatting by the doors. When they saw me, they wrinkled their noses and turned away. Well, then.

I eavesdropped a little. (Don't judge, they weren't exactly quiet) That's the recommendation girl. She came to show off, didn't she? Spoilt brat.

I was about ready to slap 'em. I decided to do something to cool off.

So I looked for Ochaco Uraraka. I found her in a girl standing by herself at the back of the crowd. She had a bob of bubbly brown hair. (Heh) Her cheeks were rosy and round. She just looked really sweet and innocent.

"Hi," I said happily. She jumped. "I'm Haruto Arashi!" She smiled, "I'm Ochaco! I remember calling you." I grinned. "You have a pretty cool Quirk, you know, with the wings." An idea popped into my head, "My Quirk isn't just the wings. Wanna see?" She nodded.

I looked up at the sun and removed my goggles. I glanced at her before summoning a rain cloud. I yanked the rain cloud over the gathering area and opened it up- on everyone but Ochaco and I. I laughed and the rain poured harder. The other applicants were scrambling for shelter. With a snap of my fingers, the rain disappeared as quickly as it had rolled in. A rainbow stretched through the sky.

"How about yours?" I pondered. She smiled and tapped my hand with a finger. I floated up. I flared my wings for balance as I wobbled through the air. She pressed her fingertips together and I plopped down onto my bottom. I'm pretty sure my jaw had dropped in that time, because it snapped shut with the force. I leapt up, "That is so cool!" Maybe she had telekinesis! Or some kind of levitation Quirk!

I must've been nerding out, because she turned bright pink and blurted, "My Quirk's called Anti-Gravity!" I grinned sheepishly. A boy with really messy hair walked behind her and tripped. She whipped around and tapped him, preventing him from falling. I gaped. I summoned a teeny gust of wind and blew him upright before Ochaco released him.

My phone beeped just as I was about to introduce myself. My mom must've said something. Nobody else ever texted me… "I'm Haruto Arashi," I said quickly. His hand was wet when I shook it. I winced, "Sorry about the rain, that was my bad." He stammered. Ochaco spoke for him, "This is Izuku Midoriya. He's testing in with me."

"Sorry, I've got to take this," I moaned as my phone lit up with sound. I peeled away and answered it, "Hi, Mom. What's going on?" There was a raspberry on the other end, "It's not Mom, it's Eito!" "-and Eiichi!"

"Ok, what do you guys need?" There was quiet whispering. "On your way home, can you get some of the stuff called peanut butter?" "- Mom said it sticks your mouth shut!" I rolled my eyes, "So you want to test it?" Two loud mm-hmms made my smile grow. "Ok, fine. But you're paying me back every yen, you understand?" They hung up with an ear-grating "BYE!"

I turned back to Ochaco, only to find a small, furry animal standing between us. "Hello, Miss Arashi!" he said chipperly. (Omigosh, he was sooooo cute!) "Uh- hi... Principal Nezu?" I stammered. He laughed, "That's right. It's me, Nezu, the one who could be a dog or a mouse or a bear, but more importantly, I'm the principal!" Nezu paused, then popped up again, "Miss Arashi, I need you to keep today sunny, a constant 28 degrees, and windless, if you please!" I hastily made the changes, the air cooling. I hadn't realized how hot it was.

"Principal Nezu?" I said. He hmm?-ed. "I can only hold this weather for about three hours. It's my Quirk's drawback." "Absolutely fine with me! The tests shouldn't take very long at all!"

As he waddled away, Ochaco moaned, "I don't know if a short test is a good thing or a bad thing." I smiled and patted her shoulder, "I'm sure you'll do great!" She smiled weakly back as I took off.

I had to go to four stores to find a jar of peanut butter. (Big enough for my brothers, anyway) I still ended up getting three. One for each pair of twins. I shoved them into a bag and took off for home. We were in a tiny little two-floor apartment building on the second floor. We'd built a small landing pad on the roof for my dad and I. I set down gently and leapt off of the platform.

After descending the flight of stairs to the roof, I reached the sad, battered door of our apartment. I could hear muffled sounds of a video game, a heated game of chess, and the nearly imperceptible sounds of book pages flipping.

I unlocked and pushed open the door. Eiichi and Eito were tangled with each other on the couch reading picture books. Taine and Tait were almost on top of them, engrossed in a racing game on the tv. Hades and Mienai were sitting silently at the kitchen table, a restarted chess board between them. All six heads snapped up when I took the first jar out.

I smiled and got out seven spoons. I dropped one and set the other six on the counter. I bent down to pick it up. When I stood back up, all six spoons and all three jars had mysteriously disappeared. I searched the house for a solid thirty minutes before finding them huddled in a closet. My wings iced over, my vision was clouded, AND tiny spikes rolled underfoot. "Alright! That's enough!" I yelled, funneling in a solid blast of wind. The Quirks deactivated and I was greeted by six scowling, sticky faces.

I dragged them to the bathroom and scrubbed them until their faces were pink. After some whining and tears, I let them have more peanut butter. Well, scrape the jars, anyway.

We heard banging. Dad was home! He minced into the kitchen. His wings hung limply behind him. Dad was covered in grease; his hands, his face, his hair were all black. He took us in, a tiny smile crossing his face, "Hey, boys. How were your days at school?" I sighed a tiny bit. Dad was usually like this. All about his sons. "Haruto, why is the counter messy? I thought you were supposed to keep it clear for your Momma."

"I just haven't cleaned up after snack, Papa. I'll get right on it," I chirped. He frowned a bit, "It should have been done by now. If you're gonna be a Pro Hero like Hawks, you have to work hard." I frowned back. I bribed my brothers into helping me with cleaning with more peanut butter. And I mean a lot, two jars each!

They still managed to find things to whine and bicker about. But Eito doesn't have to clean with a rag! Tait gets to spray the cleaner, but I don't? No, it's Hades's turn to clean the sink! I was about ready to plant their whiny butts on the couch and do it myself.

But man, did I love my brothers. I couldn't help but smile at their bickering. Having a twin would be nice, I supposed. But six little brothers had to be the next best thing.

So, welcome! We'll get to some UA action in a week or two, so hope to see you then!