You get this chapter as a celebration of me reading Chapter 277 of the manga. No spoilers but holy shit do I love Aizawa. Also, apparently it's Eraser Head and not Eraserhead. Just ignore that I didn't already know that. Also, I don't have Tik Tok but I watch BNHA cosplay compilations while writing this. If there's any influence in my writing of character's personalities it's from those.

Yuudai Kojiko P.O.V.

I woke up early the next day, the day of the Sports Festival. At first I was ready to turn on the TV and watch. Then an idea floated into my head. Like that one scene in that one movie with all the letters. I forget what it's called. The idea was 'go see it live' and that was brilliant. I thought it over and it was still brilliant, the only problem was how. How would I sneak out of a hospital, sneak into U.A., sneak into the audience and make it back without getting caught? Correction, without getting in trouble. I would definitely get caught, it was just a matter of avoiding punishment.

I think about using my Quirk again. I know in the back of my mind that I'll need to accept having a Quirk. That being Quirkless was no longer something that applied to me. I have a Quirk now. But I won't forget that it was me. Just like my dad never forgot his experience as a villain. "Don't let it define you but don't let it leave you." That was his favorite saying. But it was way easier to say than to do.

I rub my face in my hands, trying to focus. Just because it's a Quirk doesn't mean it's bad. Quirks are useful. Quirks don't define who you are...but it does. It has my whole life...I pinch my cheeks. Accept it. Accept it. It is part of you. You can't deny that you have a Quirk. It doesn't define you but it's part of you. You need to learn to control it. It's like controlling your emotions. Once you control it you can choose if you want to use it or not. Control...Midoriya mentioned that he visualized something while using his quirk. A microwave and an egg…

I snap my fingers, thinking, what can I use...something easy and quick and…

"Float." I say suddenly.

I feel a fire rush through me and then my body feels a little heavier. I succeeded in using my Quirk. The blanket and everything else in the room other than myself were floating.

But...how do I cancel it out? How do I stop it? Wait!

I hesitate, "Cancel Float."

The room settles back into place and I feel a little more tired. I guess I just have to repeat the command with the word 'cancel' in front of it. I snapped my fingers, a physical signal to myself that I was not using my quirk. It was simple and quick. Thank god that I know how to snap.

"Float." I waited and nothing happened.

Perfect. Like a light switch. This is much easier than Midoriya said it would be.

I feel my throat get all scratchy after using my Quirk. I cough, no blood so that's good. I hoist myself out of bed and put most of my weight on the bedside table. There should be clothes in the bathroom. Eraser Head mentioned all my clothes from home had been moved here. I hobble my way towards the door of the bathroom. I vaguely remember owning some oversized clothes that would fit my fourteen year old body.

It's difficult to find clothes that fit, I eventually find a hoodie and pair of basketball shorts. I walk back to the bed and sit. This would be very difficult. I could try the window, it's only the third story and it should be easy to climb down. I could use the sheets and rappel down, hopefully they won't tear. I gathered old clothes to extend the length of the sheets to go all the way to the ground. It was difficult to tie things together but my hands eventually warmed up and I was able to manage.

"I'll get tired easily with this body…" I sigh, I grab the forearm crutches that the doctor begrudgingly let me have.

I adjust them and hook them onto my arms, taking a few warm up steps. It's way easier to walk using the crutches but they wear my arms out in no time.

"I'll bring them anyways…" I pick up my backpack and check for my wallet.

"Yes! They didn't take anything." I grin, "I have about 2,500 yen...it should be enough to get a bus to U.A.."

I put on the backpack and moved the straps, my body has grown a little, not a lot because I didn't get enough nutrients to grow but I'm slightly taller than I used to be. With the backpack it'll be easy to sneak into U.A. as a student's sibling or a visitor. Maybe I'll run into Midoriya-kun and he'll help me out...actually he might yell at me...

I take a deep breath and throw the "rope" out the open window. It's only 6:00, if I remember correctly, the doctors visit around 8:30. Which gives me around an hour and a half to get as far away as possible. Luckily it looks like no one's around right now. I grin and start to make my descent.

I hang onto the bus' railing, the seats are full, too many people are heading to the Sports Festival. More than I thought. Maybe the arena is bigger this year. The bus finally stops at U.A. What comes next is another big obstacle, the security check in…

I searched my backpack for some sort of ID, apparently in the main pocket of my bag someone had decided to give me new school supplies. A folder, a notebook and a new...wallet? I flip open the wallet and am greeted by an ID...a U.A. student ID.

Did Principal Nezu do this? I flip the card over and examine it. It seems legitimate. I feel my mood lift, this will definitely let me into the school without the need of a security check.

I was sort of right, I wasn't searched after showing my ID but I got scolded for being late and was told to hurry to the locker room and change. And maybe the press picked up on the 'late student from Class 1-A' part because they tried to swarm after me, I barely had time to put on my hood before flashes went off. Sorry, Eraser Head, All Might, Principal Nezu. I think I just made a big problem.

I walk through the hallways, it's busy and a lot of heroes are patrolling. I'd heard news of the U.S.J. Incident from Midoriya and Principal Nezu but I never thought security would be so intense. I kept my hood up and student ID in hand and managed to find my way to a sign that said '1-A Waiting Room.' Lucky! I stopped myself from knocking on the door.

"Doesn't that mean I'm participating if I'm here?" I whisper to myself, "Wait. I'm in no condition to participate!"

I freeze and realize I have no plan for what comes after the hospital part. Can I forfeit? Is that a thing? But from what I heard, 1-A is being held to high standards, if I, someone from Class 1-A, were to bow out what would that mean for the reputation of the class? I'm in 1-A but I've never even attended class yet!

I gulp down all my worries very quickly. There wasn't a need to panic, probably, Eraser Head had probably already heard that I'd snuck out and was coming to look for me. I wouldn't need to participate in the Sports Festival, I wouldn't need to use my Quirk any more than I already had today.

"Kojiko-kun?!" Midoriya's voice echoes from down the hall.

I relax, "Midoriya-kun!"

Midoriya runs over to me, his friends wonder why he's running ahead when they're all headed to the same place.

"Kojiko-kun, did you get released from the hospital already? Also, you're able to talk without Aizawa-sensei here! And you're on crutches!" Midoriya exclaims and glances behind him.

I smile sheepishly, "I snuck out. I know enough control to know when I'm using my Quirk and when I'm not now."

"That's amazing, Kojiko-kun!" Midoriya processes what I fully said and frowns, "But why'd you sneak out?"

I roll my eyes, "I left a note, they'll know where I've gone."

Midoriya shakes his head, "That doesn't mean you're ready to be walking around yet."

"I started physical therapy more than a week ago. I'm perfectly fine!" I say, puffing up my chest with pride.

Midoriya laughs, "Sure, but you're not participating today, right?"

"Definitely not, I'm tired enough as is." I say and wave my crutch around, "I'm just here to watch. Just don't get too hurt today. I know you said you've tried control but don't lose it or anything."

Midoriya glanced behind him again, everyone had continued to walk over and some even started running.

"Looks like I'm bothering you." I joke, "I'll find my way out, don't worry. If you get hurt expect me to punch you for being an idiot."

"Kojiko-kun!" Midoriya calls after me as I run down the hall as fast as a person with weak legs and forearm crutches can run.

3rd Person P.O.V.

Yuudai walked around for a good two hours, even stopping for thirty minutes to recover his energy, before wandering into a room that was the announcer's room. The two people there? Eraser Head and Present Mic.

"Hi, Eraser Head." Yuudai greets.

Eraser Head stands up immediately and activates his Quirk, "What the hell are you doing here?"

Yuudai shrugs.

"Who's the kid?" Present Mic turns around in his seat.

"Yuudai Kojiko," Yuudai introduces himself.

"You're supposed to be in the hospital." Eraser Head says.

Yuudai shrugs again.

Eraser Head approaches Yuudai, anger very clear on his face. Yuudai shrinks back in response.

"What. Are. You. Doing. Here?" Eraser Head asks once more.

Yuudai stutters, "I...I..uh...I snuck out."

Eraser Head groans and sits back in his chair, of course Yuudai snuck out.

"If it makes you feel better, I left a note for the hospital and everything!" Yuudai says with a smile that says 'don't be mad at me, I got bored.'

Eraser Head pauses, "You're talking a lot more."

Yuudai thought about it, he had been talking more openly than he did in the hospital.

"That's because I definitely won't hurt anyone." Yuudai says confidently.

Present Mic looks between the two people, "What are you two talking about? Is this the Yuudai Kojiko that's attending this year? The one in the hospital? And the one that you-"

"Yes, exactly that one." Eraser Head cuts off Present Mic and leans back in his chair, deactivating his Quirk, understanding what Yuudai had meant.

"Besides the point," Yuudai says, "Now that I've found you, I need to know where to get food."

"Food?" Eraser Head asks.

Yuudai nods, "I heard that the first two events were over and that it's lunch time right now."

"You're a lot different when you're talking." Eraser Head notes.

Yuudai frowns, "Am I?"

"Less afraid, more childlike." Eraser Head states.

Yuudai turns towards the door and sticks out his tongue, "Well, sorry for being childish."

He stepped out and slammed the door behind him, leaving Eraser Head and Present Mic in shock.

"Finally acting his age." Eraser Head murmurs.

"He's talkative." Present Mic notes, "But isn't that the kid that you-"

Eraser Head sends a look at Present Mic that makes him shut his mouth.

He relaxes and sighs, "Strange though…"

"What's so strange?" Present Mic goes back to eating his fried chicken.

Eraser Head frowns, "He was a lot more open talking to me even though you're in the room."

"Maybe he's finally warming up to you? After all you're-" Present Mic shuts up again.

Eraser Head shakes his head, "That's not it. Well, it might be. But he never talks around new people. Hell, he still hasn't talked to his own doctor yet."

Present Mic shrugs, "Maybe he recognises me from the radio."

Eraser Head tilts his head, "Maybe it's because you have similar Quirks…"

"Like vocal Quirk? Kid must have gone through a lot then. Vocal Quirks are never easy to live with." Present Mic sighs, remembering when he ruptured a lot of people's eardrums on accident and getting in trouble for it.

"Vocal Quirks...huh…"

Shortly after leaving the announcer's room, Yuudai found himself at U.A.'s main campus. The classroom doors were soooo tall, he couldn't help but slide the door back and forth, looking up at the top of the door and watching the tall object slide. Like the way a cat watches a red dot. He did find food at one point, there was a man with a portable takoyaki stand so Yuudai bought a serving. It was good, nothing like the mush at the hospital. Eventually he found 1-A's classroom. But it was like all the other rooms so it wasn't anything special.

At the very corner of the room was a desk and chair, stacked in a way that said it wasn't in use. That was probably his desk. Yuudai stood at the front of the room, at the blackboard. The classroom was just empty desks but Yuudai was happy all the same. He could really be a hero, really, for real, really. He wouldn't have to remind himself daily that he could never be a hero. He wouldn't have to take the route that avoided trouble. He could stand up for himself and he would be able to help others. It was like a dream come true.

Yuudai set up his desk in the corner of the room and sat.

"Amazing." Yuudai says softly, "I'm actually here."

He leans his head forward, feeling a wave of tiredness washing over him. Yuudai hears far away shouts and cheers. Then clapping and fireworks, had the day ended already? Was the festival over? It was over, but he could afford a few more minutes in the classroom before leaving. With those slow thoughts, Yuudai fell asleep.