The Exam Begins


They stood still infront of UA's gates, staring at the massive building in front of them. Yamiyo nervously chewed her lip.

"Stop that, you'll split your lip again." Yamiyo stared at Fumikage for a second before letting go of her lip.

"Sorry.." She mumbled in a small voice. Her ears twitched as she heard Fumikage sigh.

"Come on, we'll be late." Fumikage stepped past the gates and turned to look at her as he stopped. Yamiyo took a deep breath and leaned forward as she took a few hesitant steps past the gate. Once she was next to Fumikage, they both started walking side by side. Yamiyo kept close to Fumikage's side, their shoulders brushing.

As they walked closer and closer to the building, Yamiyo heard distinct shouts from somewhere behind her. Yamiyo slowed down and looked over her shoulder. She completely froze in her tracks and her mouth opened slightly in shock.

She knew that they would be there, but she didn't expect to see them so soon! She wasn't prepared!

She watched as Bakugo stormed away from Midoriya. She immediately grabbed Fumikage's arm and quickly started pulling them towards the entrance. "Yamiyo- wait- let go!" Yamiyo quickly let go but didn't slow her pace.

"Please hurry." Fumikage looked around but didn't argue as he followed her into the large building.


"When is it starting?" Yamiyo impatiently started bouncing her leg. She was full of energy and all she wanted was to move around.

"Be patient, it should start soon enough." Yamiyo pouted slightly and leaned forward in her seat.

True to his word, only a few minutes later, the lights dimmed and a beam of light illuminated a hero on the stage. She recognized the hero being Present Mic. The screen behind the hero showed the gold UA symbol with a blue background. Yamiyo sat up a little straighter.

"What's up UA Candidates? Thank you for tuning into me, your school's Dj! Come on and lemme hear ya!" He cocked his head and cupped his hand around his ear, but instead of cheering, the place was dead silent. Yamiyo had to bite her tongue from calling out. She didn't want to embarrass herself on the first day!

"Keepin it mellow, huh? That's fine, I'll skip right to the main show!" Present Mic shouted. He didn't even need a microphone for his voice to echo all throughout the entire room.

Hopefully..

"Let's talk about how this Practical Exams gonna go down, okay? ARE YOU READY?" Once again, it was met with silence, she had to cover her mouth to keep from chuckling, at the same time Fukimage elbowed her side.

"Like your application said, you rockin' boys and girls will be out there conducting ten minute mock battles in super hip urban settings!" Just then, the UA logo on the screen spun to change into a 'You Are Here' area that was connected to seven different boxes with the letters A, B, C, D, E, F, and G. (Going in order of left to right)

"After I drop the mic here, you'll head to your specified battle centers, sound good?" Once again, silence. Yamiyo gave a small thumbs up, but he didn't seem to notice.

"Okay?!" Yamiyo flinched slightly at his loud voice. Loud noises always made her jump a bit.

Once Yamiyo and Fumikage got their cards, she quickly scanned it over and noted that she was in Battle Center B. She snuck a glance at Fumikage's card and saw that he was placed in A.

"Aww man. I was hoping that we would be together." Yamiyo grumbled.

"It makes sense. We would obviously help each other during the exam." Fumikage explained. Yamiyo sighed and nodded. It did make sense... but she still wished they were together. Having someone she knew with her would help with a little boost of confidence.

"Damn... I was really looking forward to crushing you." Yamiyo's ears perked up at the voice. It seemed... oddly familiar.

She sat up and looked behind her. She paled and quickly looked back to the front upon seeing a messy green mop of hair and a spikey ash blonde.

Of all places, Why right behind me?!

She sunk a little into her seat. Fumikage noticed her odd behavior but didn't comment on it.

"Okay, Okay," Present Mic's booming voice made her flinch once again. "Let's check out your targets! There are three types of robot villains in every battle center, you'll earn points on their level of difficulty, so better choose wisely! Your goal in this trial is to use your quirk to raise your score by shredding these villains like a mid song guitar solo!" Yamiyo tensed. She knew she could hold her own... but was she willing to use... it?

It's drawbacks were very... eh... hard to handle and she wasn't sure if she wanted to use it in the middle of battle yet. Especially because it would render her unable to fight if she used it for too long.

"But check it! Make sure your keepin things heroic. Attacking fellow examenes is a big nono, you dig?" Yamiyo sighed in relief. She thought that she would have to fend off other examinees... but apparently not. And she was glad for that. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched as a navy blue haired male with rectangle-like glasses rose from his seat with his arm in the air.

"Excuse me sir, but I have a question." She leaned forward a bit.

"Hit me!" A beam of light pointed at the male, just then did she realize his glasses and his hair style. It seemed like it was shaved all around his head except for the top.

"On the print-out, you listed four types of villains, not three. With all respect, if this is an error on official UA materials, it is shameful."

Oh god.. here we go.

"We are exemplary students. We expect the best from Japan's most notable school. A mistake such as this won't do." Just then, he turned around and pointed at Midoriya somewhere behind her. She quirked a brow.

"Additionally, you with the uncept hair." Yamiyo heard Midoriya utter a little 'Huh?' when being called out. Yamiyo glared at the boy, how dare he single someone out!? She couldn't imagine how embarrassing that would be!

"You've been muttering this entire time, stop that. If you can't bother to take this seriously, leave. You're distracting the rest of us." Midoriya covered his mouth with his hands and muttered, 'Sorry', some people started laughing.

Yamiyo growled and leaned forward, cupping her hands around her mouth and lowering the pitch of her voice. "Oi, kid! Sit down will ya?! I'm tryin' to listen 'ere! You being more of a distraction then the other kid!" Yamiyo quickly sat up and looked around like all the other people around her.

"He's right!"

"Yeah! I didn't even hear the green haired kid muttering at all!"

"Sit down already!"

People further down in the crowd called out. They were far enough away that they wouldn't hear Midoriya muttering. She forced her body to stay neutral when the navy blue hair guy's gaze lingered on her for a second before looking around the crowd, still confused on who could've called out.

"Alright, alright. Examinee number 7111. Thanks for calling in with your request." The last robot appeared on the screen behind Present Mic.

"The fourth villain type is worth Zero Points. That guy's just an obstacle we'll be throwing in your way, there's one in every battle center. Think of it as a hurdle you should try to avoid. It's not that it can't be beaten, but there's.. kinda no point."

Wouldn't it be better as a surprise and make us think up a plan on the spot?

"I recommend, my listeners, to try and ignore it and focus on the ones on the top of the charts!" The raven haired boy froze for a second before bowing deeply.

"Thank you very much, please continue." And he rose up straight. Is he an actual kid, or.. a robot himself? Everyone around them slowly fell into conversation.

"I don't know how this is going to go.." Yamiyo mumbled, trying to think up a plan.

"Don't focus on the future, focus on what's happening at the moment." Yamiyo looked at Fumikage and smiled.

"Thanks."

"That's all I got for you today! I'll sign off on a little present, a sample of our school motto! 'As general Napoleon Bonaparte once lay down, a true hero is one who overcomes life's misfortunes.' Mhm! Now that's a tasty salad bite."

Salad bite..?

"You're ready to go beyond? Let's hear a 'PLUS ULTRA'!" Yamiyo rubbed the space between her eyes.

He's loud but... at least he's enthusiastic..

"Good luck! Hope you practice hitting more than just books!"


It wasn't long before she had changed into an outfit she had prepared for the occasion. (It was just one of her running outfits she grabbed and stuffed into her backpack) It was a black sleeveless jacket with white stripes on the hood and gold stripes along the bottom of the jacket. It was left unzippered revealing a white crop top underneath, as well as a few scars on her stomach.

She wore matching black pants with green swirls fading into blue going down the left pant leg. Ontop of that, she wore black combat boots as well. Along with the outfit, she wore black gloves that traveled up her arm and ended around the edge of her white sleeves.

Before they had gone to change, Yamiyo and Fukimage said their good-byes and goodlucks, since they most likely wouldn't see each other until the exam was over.

Yamiyo tugged the edge of her hood to cover more of her face, although it didn't accomplish much as her ears were poking out of holes in the hood. She was close to the center of the crowd and she was... kinda uncomfortable. She didn't really like crowded places too much. They always gave her goosebumps and made her a bit paranoid.

She stared at the large gate in front of the group, the only thing keeping them from starting the exam. Yamiyo chewed the inside of her lip nervously. She knew she could handle some robots, they should be a lot less deadly than what she's used too- but she doesn't know if she will do something wrong or if she would somehow fail.

"Hey-" Yamiyo visibly flinched and whipped around, jumping back slightly. Midroiya jumped slightly too, his hands up in a way that seemed like he meant no harm. He was wearing a light blue tracksuit with white stripes going down the sides of his arms and legs.

Yamiyo blinked a bit before she relaxed and sighed in relief. "Sorry... I'm just super nervous." She looked back at Midoriya with a small smile, only for it to slowly fall.

Midroiya was staring at her blankly, his hands were just below his shoulders. Yamiyo's eyebrows scrunched up in confusion as she stepped forward slightly and waved a hand in front of Midroiya's face.

"Hello?" There were a few seconds where Midroiya just blinked, then his face glowed red and he immediately became a stuttering mess.

"I-I'm s-sorry! I-I d-didn't mean t-too s-stare!" His hands waved in front of his face as his eyes darted around, looking at everything and everyone but her. Yamiyo laughed and Midroiya quickly stopped his apologies.

"It's alright. I am wondering why you were staring at me?" Yamiyo tried very hard to keep the shakiness out of her voice. A ball formed in her gut.

"Y-you just looked like someone I knew." Yamiyo raised an eyebrow.

"I'm certain there's nobody that looks like me." She joked. Midroiya's cheeks glowed a darker shade of red.

"I-I mean you reminded me of someone I knew. Your quirk and purple eye reminded me of her." She caught a bit of sadness in his eyes. Yamiyo frowned.

"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to leave-"

"Alright, let's start!" Present Mic's loud voice cut her off. Everyone around her froze and she turned and quickly began pushing her way through the crowd.

She looked over her shoulder and saw a confused Midoriya.

I'm sorry...

Yamiyo very quickly broke free of the crowd and began running through the tunnel leading into the decoy city. "Sput on a new burst of speed at the sound of the crowd all rushing forward in a single mass. Yamiyo felt the adrenaline run through her body and she couldn't help but smile a bit.

This is going to be fun..