CRASH

Glass fragments slit the cheeks of a pale white boy, who closed his eyes as if he expected it. With eerie calmness he wiped the trickles of red away, only wincing slightly at the sharp burning pain he felt from the contact.

"U.A... U.A...!" A woman shrieked, scratching her face in sheer frustration with her sharp nails. Her expression was completely distorted from the gentle smile she had just a few moments ago, before his report had ruined it. Blood began to drip from her open wounds, a sight that pained the boy's heart. They had only just healed, only to bleed again.

"U.A.-! First it was me, now you again refused my son-!" She screamed, "Simple-minded cretins..! Destroy these robots, you say..? To hell with this entrance exam-! Do heroes have to be such violent imbeciles..?! You only want those with power?! You think you're so powerful to demand such a thing?!"

"Mother..." The pale boy softly spoke up.

Suddenly remembering the presence of her son, the woman finally snapped out of her trance. She stared at him, horrified, not even minding her bloody appearance as she rushed towards him, gushing over him with extreme kindness contrary to her previous state.

"My poor son..! I'm so sorry, so sorry!" She moved in to hug him, hesitating as she warily kept a distance to avoid soaking him with her blood. "I-I'm sorry, sweetie! I didn't mean to hurt you..!"

"Mom, it's okay..." The boy reassured her, "... I'll call Doc, okay?"

His mother watched with tightened lips as the silver-haired boy left the room, and sighed deeply, resting her cheek on her hand.

"The support course..." She bitterly mumbled. "What's the use of being in the support course?"

"I will ruin you, U.A... Just wait and see..."

"Battle simulations will be pushed back?" The students chorused in surprise.

"Yes. Going on with it would just be a waste of time." Ishiki said. "Yukibara focuses on teamwork between the support and hero course, but the previous match... barely has any of it. I'm disappointed."

Some of the first match's participants widened their eyes, then lowered their heads in shame. They had indeed forgotten the main point of the match in pursuit of victory.

"At this rate, all the matches will just be the same," The teacher stared at them all with narrowed eyes, undoubtedly hitting the mark as he watched the students began to turn antsy and sheepish. "Third team and fourth team, I'll give you one week to properly discuss your plans for the match. Do not disappoint."

"Woaahh! So this is how the dorms look!" Kazuma Jinnouchi gaped as he excitedly looked at his surroundings.

Yukibara's dorms were built similar to the school, with a taller structure and elevators provided to move through all ten floors. There were also stairs built on the opposite direction. The place was glistening clean.

"Heeh... Not bad. I should consider moving here." Mai Hanetsu remarked with an impressed smirk as the group of three entered the first floor elevator. "What did Kosugi say again? The fourth floor, was it?"

"Yup yup! Room 407!" Kazuma confirmed, pressing the floor button. "It's on the left side after the lift opens, he said!"

Kenji Sato watched quietly by the side as the two conversed.

Kazuma Jinnouchi was his classmate, and despite his... eccentricities, ranked third. He was by far the most hyperactive person in their class, jumping from here to there like an excited puppy.

From what he experienced at the entrance exam, the principal didn't judge them through normal means. He saw plenty of notable works, but none of them made it through. He himself barely passed, getting a measly rank of sixteen.

He had expected to at least be in the top five, but ended up being far from it. Not just his father, but even he had been frustrated at the results. As his father's successor, such a thing was unacceptable.

'No matter. I still have time to turn it around.' He thought, and firmly believed. It annoyed him that the ones who entered the top five were mostly people without any motivation to compete, except for one.

He looked at the paper in his hands.

Team 3:
Hero Course - Koruri Yua, Rangetsu Okuda
Support Course - Tsubusu Sosaku, Mizuki Roa

Team 4:
Hero Course - Ohta Kosugi, Mai Hanetsu
Support Course - Kazuma Jinnouchi, Kenji Sato

Tsubusu Sosaku, one of the opponents they would face next week.

She was undoubtedly a hard-worker, and most definitely one of the better students in their class. If he could choose anyone who deserved first place, it would be her. Frankly, he didn't understand why the other guy, Yotsuba Kumori, was. He and his friend seemed more like class clowns to him.

In addition, he was even the one who got captured first during their match yesterday.

Kenji's eyes darkened at the reminder.

He would set his point across in their match: the class rankings were a fluke.

When Kenji, Kazuma, and Mai entered Ohta Kosugi's room, they saw something unexpected.

The boy was sitting in a seiza on the floor, making pottery. His thigh-length hair that usually fell from the sides of his face was pulled to the back of his head and tied into a loose ponytail so it wouldn't get in the way of his work. Combined with the fact that the hair at the back of his head was short, just reaching his nape, and with his ahoge, his current hairstyle was very strange.

As someone with short hair, Kenji always wondered why he'd use such an impractical hairstyle, especially for someone in the hero course. It's already proving to be a hassle, but he couldn't just go straight up and ask.

"Uh..." He tried to speak up, awkwardly staring at their teammate who was quietly spinning clay on a spinning wheel. "... Kosugi..?"

"Oh, you're all here." He glanced up at them, "Let me finish this one first. I'm almost done."

"You made all this, Kosugi-san?!" Kazuma's eyes brightened, carefully approaching the bowls and vases lined up in his room. "Cool! So many different pots!"

"Mmhm. My family owns a pottery shop, so I'm helping out a bit." He said before placing the finished pot in an electric kiln. "There. Oh, sit down anywhere. I don't mind."

The three began looking for a place to sit, ending up in a square formation on the floor.

"Sooo..." Kazuma clapped his hands once, "How do we start?"

"Well, what kind of things do you guys make?" Ohta curiously asked as he began to pull off his hair tie, moving his hair back to the front.

Kazuma answered, "Oh, it varies from person to person, really! I don't know about Sato-san, but the stuffs I make kinda revolve around my Quirk in some way or another!"

"Oh? What does your Quirk do?" Mai inquired, thoroughly interested.

With a beaming smile, the boy stretched both his hands out, with one on top of the other. When he pulled his other hand away, a green pill floated up for them all to see.

"What is this?" Kenji blinked. What a strange Quirk.

"Why, Sato-san, it's a strength enhancement pill! I can create a bunch of these, with four different colors and effects! This is one of them!" Kazuma proudly explained. "The other stuffs enhance your senses, speed... and one even heals! A hundred percent effective I tell you!"

"Hoooo..." Ohta stared at the pill with full interest. "Can I try?"

"Sure, go ahead! Bon appétit!"

Just when Ohta took the floating pill and threw it into his mouth, Kazuma suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh, I should probably tell you this. These pills of mine have this side effect whenever someone uses them and they-"

POOF

Before their eyes, Ohta suddenly turned entirely green, from his hair, eyes, to his skin. Kenji and Mai immediately widened their eyes in shock.

"-change your... color... entirely..." Kazuma trailed off. Seeing Kenji and Mai's looks of disbelief towards him, he began to feel awkward and repeatedly prostrated apologetically. "I'm really sorry, Kosugi-san! I'm really really really sorry!"

The boy didn't reply, still busy munching as he stared at his now green hand. After a while of tense silence, he stood up and made his way towards a particularly large vase that was half his height. He placed both his hands on its sides, and lifted it up with ease.

The two students widened their eyes once more, watching as Ohta easily began to balance the vase with one hand as if it weighed a feather.

"Well, with this we know that it definitely works." He stated, placing the vase back down. "Do the effects last at the same time as the color?"

"E-Eh? U-Uh... Yeah! It does!"

"How long?"

"It... um... ranges from a few minutes to a few days..." Kazuma winced. "I'm really sorry for that, Kosugi-san."

"Okay, so we could also know the time limit. That's good." The green boy nodded understandingly, not caring at all that he was entirely green.

Then, he tapped his arm, his colors suddenly reverting back to how it had been.

Seeing that, the three gaped.

"My Quirk's called Glitch." He began, "With it, anything I touch will malfunction, even other people's Quirks. I can basically decide how they'll be malfunctioning as well."

The corners of his lips lifted up into a meaningful smile.

"Quite useful, isn't it?"

"Useful?! That's damn OP! Some people have all the luck! Damn it!"

"Hanetsu-san, your real personality's showing..."

"WOOOOO! Thank goodness for your Quirk, Kosugi-san! IT'S CRAZY-NONSENSICAL-PSYCHEDELIC-PILL-BOY SHOWTIME NEXT MATCH!"

"Oi oi oi. Quiet down, both of you. People can hear us. Besides, we still haven't decided what to do yet. We can't just rely on Jinnouchi's pills."

A girl paused in her tracks when she heard the noise from the room nearby. Tucking her white hair behind her ear, she listened to a familiar voice. Her eyes turned downcast.

'This is... Kazuma's group... isn't it?' She solemnly thought. 'They seem to get along... unlike ours...'

BAM

"What did you just say?!"

Mizuki seethed at Tsubusu, who was rolling her eyes at her.

"I said that this thing's useless. We're going to fight, so we absolutely can't afford any side effects. Headaches, nausea... Why would we want to risk getting any of these, you dimwit? Perfect them, then we'll consider using it."

"Who made you the boss?! Just because you're a higher rank doesn't mean you get to boss us around! Besides, what's with the way you're speaking!? How rude!"

"G-Guys... Calm down..." Koruri feebly said, sitting awkwardly as the two girls completely ignored her in their quarrel. "Guys..."

"Just let them be..." Rangetsu yawned as he laid down on the floor, staying far away from them, from her. She noticed, and she already knew why.

"... Shouldn't we stop them..?"

"Ah? I don't really care. We're the ones doing the fighting anyway. They're just hitching a ride."

"B-But Ishiki-sensei told us to work together, didn't he..?!"

Rangetsu scoffed. "Yeah. Sosaku's making our equipment, and Roa's in charge of medicine. What else can they do? Fight? Heh. Laughable."

With that, the boy turned away from her.

"I'm going to sleep. Don't bother me."

Koruri fell silent as she helplessly watched her classmate bringing himself to dreamland. She wanted to deny him, but found her words stuck in her throat. She couldn't bring herself to speak up in front of his sharp gaze, as if daring her to say otherwise. She was afraid.

She wished she could be a little bit braver... just like that person.

Looking at the snow starting to form on the palm of her hand, Koruri sighed, pulling up her gray scarf to cover her cold breaths.

'Our team's ruined.'

3: I'M ALIVE WITH A NEW CHAPTER!

Sorry for the late update ya'll, but HTBS is still active and ongoing! The next chapter probably won't take that long since I already have an idea in mind. Hopefully. Shoo, procrastination! Shoo! OWO

Anyhow! Here we got a sneak peek on our future villains! A reminder that the school our cast's going to is named Yukibara, not U.A.,(I've been getting lots of misunderstandings about this.), so yeah the villains aren't gonna target our cast's school. Ohoho! How will this work? Let's wait and see uwu

Another reminder that in the battle matches, the other teams couldn't watch their classmates' matches. The only ones that know what's going on are the ones involved in the match. The teacher will only announce who got captured. That's it. This is to prevent cheating by familiarizing themselves with their surroundings.

Starting from next match, the students not involved in the fight will be asked to stay in their classrooms, a fact I'll also be putting into the chapter.

Thanks for reading~