As I sat on the train waiting until it reached my stop, I kept my eyes closed and gripped the pole to steady myself.

Today begins my journey to becoming a pro hero.

Though, technically I had started that journey when I began training for the entrance exams for hero schools. This marked my true beginning.

When it finally arrived to my station I walked out of the train towards my new beginning in a life of heroics.

I know this seems really cliche and stupid to think about it this way, but I can't help it. Even though this is how I always pictured my future turning out it is still so incredible to be starting my dream.

My name is Aiya Miyake, and my quick, "Vector", allows me to propel myself in various directions to varying degrees. I've trained myself to be more versatile in how I can use it in combat, so I can be on both the offense and defensive in hero work. By pin pointing where I use my quirk and how much strength I exert, I can use the vector force to propel outside objects. This force almost translates to brute strength in combat situations. Along with physical quirk training, I studied my ass off for the practical portion as well. I ranked 8th highest score when everything was said and done.

That's what led me to my commute now. I was currently walking to UA High, where I will be in class 1-A in the Hero Course.

As I approach my designated classroom I can hear other students already within. Taking a deep breath I pulled the door open and revealed myself to them and they became quiet as I stepped into the room. I looked around and saw that their conversations ceased as they continued to watch me.

"Good morning.", I spoke with a small smile. Some of them smiled back or gave me a nod as I fully entered the classroom and gazed at the seats.

A tall boy with dark blue hair and glasses took a step forward, "Hello! I am Tenya Iida from-"

"Am I gonna have to listen to you say that fucking introduction every time someone new steps in or what?", spoke a familiar voice towards the front of the classroom. When he turned in my direction our eyes locked, and his widened for a moment before he quickly turned away with a scowl. A smirk formed on my face as I continued to look at his profile, that was still attempting to ignore my presence.

Katsuki. The last time I saw him was our final day in junior high. It didn't seem like he changed much over the break, but then again who knows.

"Aiya-chan?", I turned my head to the new, but familiar, voice. Flashing him a small smile I greeted him, "Izuku". His face made a tiny flush but he returned my smile.

The boy who initially spoke huffed and prepared to say something again when a brand new voice chimed in. "If you're going to waste my time by bickering then I might as well leave." I turned facing the hallway I came from and watched a man with long black hair remove himself from a yellow sleeping bag off the floor. "Time is precious, rational students would understand that."

Eraserhead. He fits his description perfectly. Right down to his scruffy face and tired eyes. I had known that he was a first year teacher for the hero course, but I wasn't sure if either him or Vlad King would be my instructor.

He turned from us to the rest of the class, "Hello, I am Shouta Aizawa. Your teacher." He sighed after a long pause, "Right, just put these on,", he instructed as he pulled out red, white, and blue designed track suits from his sleeping bag, " and head outside.".

The other students stood up from their desks and began to grab a suit and leave. I walked to the last remaining desk in the back left hand corner by itself. Once I threw my bag down I quickened my step to grab a uniform and meet my classmates in the locker room.

Outside Aizawa-senpai gathered us and explained that we would be doing quirk assessment tests instead of the usual orientation ceremony. I stood between a boy with spikey red hair and another with a split head of red and white. The students were quick to question his decision, but Aizawa was quicker to explain himself.

"If you really wanna make the big leagues you can't waste time on pointless ceremonies. Here at UA we're not tethered to traditions. That means that I get to run my class however I see fit.", we were stunned into silence by his words but he continued. "You've been taking standardized tests your whole lives, but you never got to use your quirks on the physical exams before. The country is still trying to pretend like we were all created equal by not letting those with the most power excel. It's not rational. One day the ministry of education will learn." He took a moment to scan us and stopped at one student, "Bakugo, you placed first in the entrance exam. What was your farthest distance throw with a softball when you went to junior high ?"

"67 meters, I think.", Katsuki replied.

"Right, now try doing it with your quirk.", Aizawa instructed, "anything goes, just stay in the circle.". When Katsuki stood within the circle and looked at him Aizawa pushed him, "Come on, you're wasting our time."

He began to stretch, "Alright then, you asked for it." Katsuki turned to face the direction he was supposed to throw in and continued to stretch into his pitch. When the ball left his palm it was followed by an explosion and him screaming, "DIE!".

Hearing his odd declaration during his throw made my body stiffen. Why the fuck would that be what he yelled? I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him.

"All of you need to know your maximum capabilities. It's the most rational way of figuring out your potential as a pro hero.", Aizawa explained as he flashed Katsuki's distance of 705.2 meters to us.

The class erupted in excitement and wanting to participate. Even I was a little giddy in thinking about my new super human scores. That was quickly shut down by Aizawa straightening us out.

"So this sounds fun? You have three years to become hero's, you think this is all gonna be fun and games? Idiots. Today you will complete in right physical tests to engage your potential. Whoever comes in last has none and will be expelled immediately.", he decided with a smirk on his face.

My body stiffened for the second time today at the news. I knew I wouldnt be last regardless, but the stakes made it so none of us could slack off. People who usually wouldn't try are going to push themselves to stay. My fear of expulsion turned into my current motivation. There was a fat chance in hell I was gonna be kicked out of here. A smirk formed on my face and my hand clenched into a fist.

My thoughts were interrupted by Aizawa again, "Like I said i'm going to run this class how I want. If you got a problem with that, now is your chance to leave, understand ?".

Immediately a girl with a light brown bob objected, "You can't send us home- we just got here ! Even if it wasn't the first day it's still unfair!"

"Oh, you think natural disasters are? Or power hungry villains, hm? Or catastrophic accidents that wipe out whole cities- no ! The world is full of unfairs. It's a hero's job to try to combat that type of thing. If you wanna be a pro you have to push yourself to the brink. The next three years UA will throw one terrible hardship after another at you. So go beyond. Plus Ultra style.", Aizawa then gestured his finger in a motion to step forward, "Show me it's no mistake that you're here."

My eyebrows quickly shot up from their prior position. Despite his extremes Aizawa only makes sense. I began to crack my knuckles to loosen up before I gave this my all.

"Let the games begin.", Aizawa concluded.

The first test was a 50 meter dash, followed by a grip test, then a standing long jump, after was a side step test, bringing us to the fifth test of the ball throw. I stood off to the side of Katsuki, who was standing next to the boy from this morning, whose name I learned was Iida. The entire class stood and watched Izuku at the mound, waiting for him to take his pitch. Throughout the testing he was receiving the lowest scores and it looked as if he would be the one expelled.

"If Midoriya doesnt shape up it looks like he's the one going home." Iida commented.

"Of course he is, he's a quirkless loser!", Katsuki practically screamed.

"He has a quirk, did you not hear about what he did at the entrance exams ?", Iida questioned him.

Hearing that made me take a step towards them, "What do you mean 'he has a quirk'?", I furrowed my brows at him. They both turned to me and Iida cocked his head to the side. "Izuku doesn't have a quirk. What makes you think he does?", I

pushed further. Iida continued to look confused at my questions. He looked as if he was going to respond when we were stopped by Izuku finally giving the ball a toss.

It didn't go too far ahead of him, sitting still in plain sight on the field. Stiffened and looked shocked, as if he wasn't expecting that to happen. He lifted the palm the ball was just in and looked at it, "What gives? I was trying to use it just now..."

"I erased your quirk.", I turned to look back at Aizawa, whose scarf was floating around him and his eyes glowed red.

It suddenly dawned on everyone that our teacher was Eraserhead. If they didn't put the pieces together it was because they had no idea who he was to begin with. I couldn't blame them, he was an underground hero after all.

His class's confusion didn't stop him from continuing to beat down Izuku with words I couldn't hear. By the end of it he looked defeated. We all stood quietly and watched Izuku again step to the the mound with the ball in his hand.

"I wonder if our teacher gave him some advice.", Iida pondered.

"He probably told him to start packing.", Katsuki immediately spit out.

I rolled my eyes, "Katsuki, we're in high school now. There's no need to act this way towards him."

He looked at me from the corner of his eyes as his frown somehow grew, "If you think I'm gonna soften for a weakling like him you're wrong."

I shrugged and turned to Izuku, who still hadn't thrown the ball, "He can't be much of a loser if he's in the same class as you, now can he?"

He sharply turned to say something until we saw Izuku swing his arm back and launch the bowl into the sky with aggressive power.

I couldn't help it, "What the FUCK?". It was unlike anything I have ever seen from him before. It was just last year that he could barely fight his own battles, and now he suddenly has superhuman strength? No amount of training can result in that. What the fuck happened to him over break?

"705.3 meters.", beeped out. That was more than Katsuki! I turned to look at him as he started to pant, his hands already began to emote smoke. While the rest of the class was in utter shock and praising Izuku, Katsuki was about to blow.

The moment I went to reach for his arm he bolted forward in Izuku's direction. "Katsuki, stop!!", I called as I attempted to chase him.

"Deku you bastard, tell me how you did that OR YOU'RE DEAD!!", Katsuki continues after him. Izuku immediately began screaming out of fear.

I felt fabric wrap around my arm that pulled me to a stop. I watched as other strands of fabric wrapped themselves around Katsuki, stopping him from his rampage. Looking behind us I realized it was Aizawa who stopped us.

Katsuki tried to overpower the scarves, whereas mine left my arm. "Why the hell are these scarves so strong?", Katsuki pressed.

"Because it's a capture weapon made out of a carbon fiber and a special metal alloy. Stand down.", Aizawa demanded, "You would be advised to avoid making me use my quirk so damn much. It gives me serious dry eye." The scarves now fell from a calm Katsuki and returned to Aizawa, "Stop wasting my time now. Whoever is next, step up."

Izuku shifted his eyes from Katsuki to me back to Katsuki. I gave him a nod for him to walk away as I took a step towards Katsuki. He quickly took that and maneuvered around us and ran.

"Katsuki?", I took another step to him and saw that he was grinding his teeth and clenching his fists. "Calm down already, I don't understand what happened either but you don't see me throwing a fucking fit."

"I'm not throwing a fucking fit.", he quickly countered. He continued to have his eyes trained on Izuku.

I placed my hand on his forearm and he quickly tore it from my grasp. I sighed as he turned away and walked back towards the class without even looking at me.

The rest of the tests were finished up quickly, and we were now standing waiting for our results.

"Alright, time to give you your results. I've ranked you all from best to worst. You should probably have a good idea of your standing already. I'll just pull up the whole list, it's not worth going over everyone's individual scroll.", Aizawa explained as a holographic chart of our ratings appeared in front of us.

I skimmed the list and quickly found my name at number five. I let out a huge sigh as I began to look for two other names. Katsuki was third, not a shocker there. Continuing to look I saw Izuku placed dead last, again not a shocker. I turned around to look for him amongst our classmates and spotted him. I really didn't want him to be expelled, but I also had no god given idea about his sudden power. Nothing was making sense at the moment.

Suddenly the chart disappeared, "And I was lying, no one is going home." We were stunned into silence again by Aizawa's words. "The was just a rational discretion to make sure you gave it your all for the tests."

"Surprised you all didn't figure that out. I probably should've said something.", a tall girl with a spiked ponytail said.

Knowing that Aizawa does in fact have a history of expelling students, I decided to keep my mouth shut. I'm not sure why he decided not to expel Izuku, but I sure as hell won't question it.

"That's it, we're done for the day.", Aizawa began walking away from us, "Pick up a syllabus from the classroom and red it over before tomorrow morning." He passed Izuku a note to see Recovery Girl and quickly left.

As the rest of the class began walking back to the locker room, I began my route to Izuku. When he realized I was on my path to him he immediately tried to walk in a different direction. I quickly side stepped in front and placed my hands firmly on his chest and propelled him backwards with my quirk.

He fell on his ass and looked up at me from the ground as I continued towards him. "Aiya-", he began.

"You do not get to 'Aiya-chan~' your way or if this.", I reached down and grabbed the front of his shirt and lifted him off the ground so he was hovering above it. "What the fuck was that, huh?"

"I can explain!! Just please put me down!", he kicked his legs a little until I placed him back on his feet. He sighed once I let go of his shirt. I crossed my arms and rested on one hip while I waited for him to continue. "My quirk manifested during the-", he tried.

"Izuku.", I began to tap my feet, "Do not lie to me."

He immediately began to get more flustered, "I'm not lying!", I raised my eyebrows at his and he panicked, "Okay! I'm not allowed to tell you everything, but-"

"What do you mean you're not allowed to tell me everything? I've known you since preschool, I already fucking know everything. Why can't I know this?", I stepped into his face as he began to shutter, "I want to understand how you went from quirkless to having indescribable power in no time."

He took a long breath and then furrowed his eyebrows, "Aiya-chan, I want to tell you everything but I can't."

"And why not?", I pressed further.

"I-I just can't! You have to believe me, please!", he tried to stand his ground, "J-just know that...", he took a deep breath and exhaled, "My power was given to me-I cannot tell you who so please do not force me to!! It was given to me and I've been training hard to make it my own."

His face was red and he was sweating bullets. He had never kept a secret from me before, usually they were easy to drag out of him whenever something was on his mind. If he really couldn't tell me, he was trying his hardest not to.

I sighed as I looked down at his still broken finger. I took his hand in my hand and looked at it closer. "I don't understand why you can't tell me, but I'll respect it. Let's just get you to recovery girl for now."

His shoulders fell as all the tension was released from them and he took a deep exhale. His eyes met mine, "Thank you for being understanding, Aiya-chan."

We began walking, "If you think you're getting out of my grip scotch free than you have brain damage. You owe me something."

"Okay, it's only fair.", he nervously laughed and nodded his head at my demand.

I looked at him and ruffled his already messy hair and he began to blush, "You know, Izuku, Katsuki was gonna kill you. If you're gonna start being bold like this you're gonna have to fight him back."

His face scrunched up at my words, "I know." I removed my hand from his hair as we continued walking.

"I will always be there for you, but he's my friend as well. I'm not getting in the middle anymore, especially now that it looks like it's a fair fight.", I stated.

He nodded again, "I know, thank you."

"Don't thank me.", I pulled him under my arm and continued to pet his hair, "It's your fight now, make sure you give him all you've got."