"700 meters?!" Shouted the class and chatter immediately erupted.

"He finally got a suitable hero record!" Ochaco praised Izuku.

Iida sounded a little stunned. "I knew the results were gonna be crazy with quirks, but this is just..."

Among all of the talking, the boundary girl felt really sick. Her quirk had a couple of traits, and feeling mystical auras and even quirks was one of them. Thus the sheer power of Izuku's hit Maribel with more than just air. She fell forward and caught herself with one arm. Placing the other hand over her mouth whilst keeping her lips as shut as possible. Then she rolled over onto her back and swallowed it all, breathing normally again. A few eyes fell on her, most notable of which being Bakugo, but the sudden sickness had made her very passive and she didn't bother reacting.

"Maribel-san, are you alright?" Tenya kneels over to her. He then glanced over to Izuku and mumbled. "...His finger's swollen." Before looking back at her.

"Pfah..." Maribel removed the hand from her mouth as nausea started fading away. "...I went overboard with my quirk, and I get very ill when I do." She said rather silently, having previously gotten the ball to two point zero-five kilometers. It was only a little bit worse than when I traveled a kilometer to my house, I must be getting better, I must be.

"So that's why you were acting like that at the entrance exam. Well, let me help you up again!" Tenya spoke honestly and reached out. She took his hand and got on her feet. Then dusting herself off.

Bakugo in the meanwhile had frozen, staring at his old and new classmate with a shocked expression, then suddenly charging at Izuku. "Deku! You sh-agh!" But was silenced as Aizawa captured him with a single swiping motion of his weapons and erased his quirk. The thick fibers bound themselves over his face, over his arm and by his chest. Katsuki basically fell into it and was forced to stop. The hothead turned his head a little to look over his shoulder. Everyone else stood and stared at Bakugo, which looked like it made him just a little uncomfortable.

"Don't make me use my quirk over and over again. I have dry eyes." Aizawa angrily barked at Bakugo.

"Now, stop wasting time. The next student is up..." Aizawa halfheartedly let out. He let go of Bakugo and blinked, returning the explosion quirk to his student. The teacher's hair fell nicely, and he looked very suave. Which only stirred the class into talking even more.

After Bakugo had been subdued, he didn't care to act and just stood still, thinking. Izuku took his opportunity to swiftly move around him and walk away.

"...What's with them?" Maribel asked nobody in particular, tiredly.

Ochaco cut in and decided to comment on it in a slightly cheery tone. "I haven't talked that much with him about it, but I think they knew each other before U.A."

The boundary girl didn't bother responding, but nodded instead. Izuku made his way back to the crowd and specifically towards Ochaco, who came a little bit closer to meet him. "Is your finger all right?" She asked.

"A-ah, yes..." He replied meekly.

After that test, they did situps. She couldn't come up with a way to use her quirk in this situation and felt terribly drained by nausea she was experiencing. So as a result she scored far below average. Setting her at 24 sit-ups in a minute. If she didn't feel so fuzzy, she would've bet on at least 30.

The following test, seated toe-touch, was reasonably simple. Maribel scored +9cm beyond her toes, which was also fairly average.

The final test was the long-distance run. They were to run for as long as they could around the field. As long as they could keep crossing a lot of distance, it would be fine. It's as much a quirk endurance test as it would be a normal one. When the marathon begun, it became painfully obvious who could keep up the longest. The one with the easiest transportation, Maribel, and the one with the engine quirk, Iida.

The blonde's feet hit the dirt ground as she stepped out of a boundary. In a few seconds she managed to cross hundreds of meters. But constantly trying to create a gap with her newly improved technique would undoubtedly strain her. One bonus to creating a gap with real form, rather than a crack was that the effect seemed to mostly rub on her rather than the boundaries. If her stamina ran out, she could still force herself to keep going. To mitigate this, she would break it up with a jog for as long as she needed to recover. The girl couldn't quite pull off three kilometers, but doing a tenth of that would be perfectly possible as long as she got to recover in-between.

Her main competition was both the fastest on foot and the most enduring. Without going into some sort of overdrive, Tenya Iida could keep running almost indefinitely, something that Maribel herself couldn't say. But making up for it was the amount of distance she could cross in one go, almost the entire field. They happened side by side at times, the class watching every move, and as far apart as they could be at others. In the end, they both passed a ten-kilometer mark on the running within 15 minutes. They were allowed to keep going, but they could both feel it was getting tiresome and repetitive, even with the silent competition between them both.

FSSSSSSSHHHHHH! A whistle rang out. "That's enough! We don't have all day!" Aizawa yelled to them, echoing across the field. Both of them abruptly stopped.

"Hah..." Maribel breathed, panting. She turned away from the field and started to wander slowly towards Aizawa.

Tenya Iida was far more composed and kept himself steady even after the incredibly long run. "You're quite good with that quirk. You kept being right ahead of me."

"You too... I don't have the luxury of having a physical enhancer... Hehe..." Maribel rubbed the back of her head. A calm gust blew past them and sent her hair into her face for a moment. She stumbled right into her classmate as her dizzy state caught up with her. He put his hands on her shoulders to keep her straight. It was honestly quite comfortable, but somewhat embarrassing in front of the other classmates. Well, at least for the girl.

"Meriberr..." The teacher called out as he approached.

Maribel stumbled a little as she jerked her head in his direction and let her words escape her lips. "Ehm, Merry... Just call me Merry." Her hand flew up to her face to pull the hair out of it and behind her ears.

Aizawa had problems pronouncing her name, which was always kind of embarrassing for her to see, but it was a foreign one after all. "Merry-san... You're doing good, but don't try to go over the limits of your quirk like you did on the softball throw. A hero can't go around being sick in a tough spot." The teacher told his pupil seriously. "Iida-san, you were very good too."

"I understand. I've been getting better at handling it, though, making sure I didn't tire out on this run." Maribel replied as critically as she could think of right now. Aside from being tired, her normal thoughts were also feeling a little hazy and her balance was somewhat off.

"...Mhm? Well, you covered more ground than the ball did, after all." He raised his eyebrow. "Let's hope you can improve even more then. If you are going to learn, you need to have potential to be expanded upon." Aizawa gave her a smirk and then walked off to the building at the edge of the field. "Everyone gather in front of me!" He called out. Iida pulled himself away from Maribel and took a few deep breaths before standing upright again, still panting. Then they would go back to the teacher and group up with everyone else.

"It's time to go over your results. The total is simply the marks you got from each test. It'll take too long to explain with words, so I'll show you a chart." The teacher told them. He scrolled through his mobile device and then clicked, bringing up a holographic projection of their scores.

Everyone looked at it, some chatter amongst each other began. Loads of students had their eyes go into the back of the crowd, at the one mocked as Deku. Maribel wasn't that interested in his poor results, making it only a mental note.

"Fifth place isn't so bad." Hearn told herself out loud. If this was based on their marks, she would think that her extremely low time on the running tests put her there. "You did pretty well too, Ochaco." She looked over at her classmates as she too skimmed over the results.

Aizawa clicked at his phone again and the results disappeared. "By the way, I was lying about the expulsion. It was a deception to draw out the upper limits of yourselves and your quirks." He looked so smug that his cheekbones were about to break. Amongst the class, there was confusion, uproar even. But it was quickly silenced by someone.

"Of course it was a lie. It would've been obvious if you thought it through." A female student said.

I don't get it, how can it be obvious? Is it school policy, his demeanor? The boundary girl thought to herself, scratching her cheek. A fluke? I don't know.

"We're done here. There are handouts with the curriculum and such in the classroom when you get back, look over them." Teacher Aizawa said and then walked away. He passed by Izuku once and left him a paper.

"I can't believe I didn't see through that... Maybe I could look at the boundary of truth, or something like that." Maribel let out with less drowse than earlier.

"Your quirk does more than create portals?" Tenya asked curiously, as he looked at her.

"Well, I manipulate boundaries. They are things I see. And when I focus, I can distinguish and perceive boundaries the way I like." Maribel closed her eyes and focused. Those eyes had become a violet sea that shaded over all but her pupils, of which were only lightly hidden among the colors.

"So that's what it was. To tell you the truth, you look a little scary when you're like that." He remarked as he stared into her eyes. For her it was moderately entrancing to just stare into each others eyes like that, but not for him. How strange.

"Ah, I get that a lot for some reason. At least when they are glowing, they've been doing that recently." She closed her eyes for a second and breathed through her nose once. When her eyelids were opened, her eyes had returned to that typical golden color of hers.

Just as she did, his expression changed for the better. "Let's go back to class, then." He looked away, and they walked back towards their separate changing rooms.

As she went on her way from school, a breeze flew by and made her hair flow in the wind. Usually, she wore a mob cap. Not only because it was fashionable on her, but it held some of her hair in place. It was a bit of an old item worn mainly by European women ages ago, but recently it had gotten a mild resurgence in popularity internationally as casual wear. It's like I'm Renko from a week ago... She thought as strands of hair got into her face only for her to swipe them away from her face with her index finger.

"See you tomorrow, Maribel-san!" Tenya waved to her, straightforward, but with a friendly voice. She stopped and waved back, then they split up and walked their separate ways. Maribel Hearn didn't use the trains around here to get anywhere, as her home was close enough not to have a train station. It did however, have a station for trams, which meant she was looking for it. Her knowledge of the area was also imperfect, she wasn't sure where everything was. Back after the entrance exam, Uraraka had decided to walk with her for a while before splitting off, but Maribel figured it was just for the sake of talking. She had said that she could also get home by simply taking the train, after all.

Maribel turned around to look at Iida one more time, he had stopped Izuku and was talking to him. The view made her recall the day. He scored pretty low. Maybe he got hurt by his quirk and couldn't do better in the end? Honestly, I kind of agree with Aizawa, why would someone like that be allowed here? And why does he come across as so weak despite that quirk? Oh well. She thought and then turned back to where she was going. Walking home.

On their way to the station, a topic was brought up by none other than the boy Maribel thought was useless. "I know you scored an infinite, but that other girl who sent it kilometers away, who is she?! Her quirk is pretty cool." Midoriya asked eagerly and excited.

"That's Merry, she said her quirk can manipulate the boundaries between places or something like that." The infinity girl spurted out of her mouth.

"Maribel says she can manipulate the boundaries she sees, but she hasn't tried much with anything other than the ones between places. Her eyes made me feel strange when she was using her quirk with them." Tenya explained calmly, expressing his body language by swinging out his arm to the other two.

"That's a unique quirk, can't say I've ever seen something like it. It's like a really cool warp quirk! There isn't a single active hero with a quirk like that!" Izuku exclaimed, quirks and heroes were his thing and even the aspiring ones made him excited. I should write it down after I'm home!

"She topped some of the tests with it, can't say I'm surprised. Merry's also really helpful! The first test went a lot better for me because she gave me an idea." Ochaco commented, taking on a happy expression.

"She gets sick if she uses it too much. Isn't that a lot like you, 'infinity girl'?" Tenya proclaimed, looking dedicated enough.

"Ah! She helped me save Deku-kun." The brunette recalled excitedly. "Also, aren't you around her a lot?" Ochaco teased.

Tenya's face adopted a hint of embarrassment. "It's not like that! I'm just doing what I think is best. The class should support each other, after all." Before settling back into his usually calm and earnest demeanor.

Their conversation drifted off unto something else as time went on. Eventually, they got to the station and separated, going home for the day.

Maribel went home with a surprising amount of energy again, this had started happening more frequently recently, she would always start to feel more alive towards the end of the day. When she got home, she spent some time overlooking the curriculum... English, that'll be easy, maybe I'll attract some praise for that... She thought in English. After some reading, she fell onto her bed and wondered about many things.

I was going to have a sleep-over with Renko this week, should I do it at the end of it? I have a feeling I'll be doing many things the next few days. It doesn't feel like I'll have the time to do any of that.
Also, why do people keep getting intimidated by my eyes? Do they inspire fear? Maybe it's something spiritual rubbing off on them, shame tha- No, it's great that I can't feel my own aura. My dad might be able to feel it with his quirk, I could ask him to see.

She laid there, thinking about herself, things involving her and her quirk.

It's going to be kind of hard making 'friends' like I did back in junior high, this time around people aren't as interested in my quirk. Even then, I wasn't so interested in having those... people as friends, only Renko was the one concerned with the things it could do. Not what I was doing with it. It seems I'll just have to greet people with a smile and get into the group. Learn what they like to talk about, then I think I'll feel less empty, just like I did before. ...Aizawa-sensei told me to I'm getting better at handling my quirk, but I'm unsure how it's all happening. There was that time with Renko, last week, it was pretty weird.

I feel afraid to sleep, what was that face? My dream didn't feel normal in that realm of doors, but it became far too real when I got to that space-place. Maybe I could try getting into my dreams using my quirk. Even if they aren't supposed to be real, what's to say my quirk doesn't work on imaginary things? I can see their boundaries, after all.

The boundary girl reached out and began swirling around with her hand. Twisting her fingers around imaginary boundaries that she could see for minutes on end, causing faint ripples in the air.

My hero costume isn't anything extraordinary or overly foreign, I hope nobody rags on me because of it. I don't need any particular weapons or gadget for my skills to shine aside from maybe something to combat nausea. That, however, is something I'll consider a secondary concern for now. What I want to be is to be relatable to the average person. If they can associate with you, they'll group with you and be more positively receptive. At least, what's what I've read.

On the thought of heroes, what should be my hero name? My quirk controls reality's weave, which could be like a lucid dream... Lucid, boundaries... Ironically, I can't control my dreams, not all the time at least. My dreams like pretending they are my reality. They feel real, phantasmagoria. Border of Phantasm, perhaps? Hmm... Eh, maybe I can make it more personal.

On another note, I have an idea.

Maribel had gone down to the lower floor of her house and had dinner. She avoided asking about her aura when using her quirk like that. It felt too personal in all honesty. Once Hearn got back up to her room, she got back to thinking. Since she needed to sleep in some hours, there was no problem in making use of the opportunity.

Imagining her own boundaries with her quirk was not very easy and Maribel wasn't used to it. Thus, when she actually managed to feel her quirk working on her own boundaries, she was ecstatic in her drowsy condition. Maribel Hearn took a deep breath and focused. Hearn's boundaries were singled out and just like that did she find the one that belonged to her dream state. The boundary was nothing but a thread, but with a little bit of effort, she could expand it. She felt like she was torn from her body and sent away, her eyes opened to reveal an incomprehensible and shifting space. Eventually, it all settled, and she found herself within the vast realm of threads. The waxing gibbous moon looming over her in a strange blue color. Perceiving this place had become a lot easier, and it was clear what she was doing. There was a slight tilt to everything, slowly turning the place around. She was spinning.

"Oh? You've fallen asleep again. Finally, I can ask. Are you human? You don't feel the part."