OMG! Why do I do thissss?! I forgot to publish! Ugghhhhh. I am really sorry, guys. I have had a lot of projects due so I have been stressed and have had no rest. I wasn't able to complete this chapter, but I also didn't want to make you guys wait so I decided to split it into two (or more) parts. I may do this in the future if a similar case may arise.

Enjoy!

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Aizawa was waiting in the common area for me. "Took you long enough."

"Well, this costume isn't exactly the easiest thing to put on in a timely manner." I wasn't wrong, my outfit was probably a size too small, but that was how I wanted it; no creases or folds. "I thought we were going to meet outside."

"And I thought you wanted food." Aizawa gestured to the tray of food on one of the tables. "But, if not, I can take it off your han-"

"Nope! I'm good!" I had already switched myself into the chair in front of the food and began to chow down.

"I'll be outside." Aizawa walked off.

"Okay!" I said, but with the amount of food I had in my mouth, it sounded more like, "Uumfay!" I finished my delicious meal quickly and met Aizawa outside.

I came outside and was led by Mr. Aizawa to "Gym gamma." I had no clue where that was so it was good that I had an escort.

"Why are you holding classes during the summer? Shouldn't everyone be on break?" I asked.

"We aren't holding informational classes. Your class is working on their special moves and preparing for the Provisional License Exam that they will be taking next week."

"No kidding. It's that necessary to get them their licenses already, huh?" I muttered. There was no way UA would have their first years do the license exam so soon into their hero career without a reason.

'You know the reason. It is the same as the dorms.'

Will you just shut up? I'm actually progressing in life and this is how you react?

'Is it really progress, though? One cage after another?'

You say you want to protect me, but the streets will only do me more harm!

'Not if you're the one controlling them.'

That is not happening. The villain life is no place for me.

'If only you knew…"

Knew what?

'Nothing. Just keep your options open.'

Sure. I'll keep my options open, not your manipulative "alternatives."

'They may be the only options you will have left…'

And just like that, I could feel their presence leave. What I am going to do with… with "that"? Ugh, I need a name for them.

"Kirika?" A voice pulled me away from my thoughts. "We're here." I looked up to see the same gym I was at when I met Class A the day before. It was a bit bizarre. So many changes were being made in such a short amount of time.

"Oh, nice!" I sped up to get to the door. "What are we doing?"

"The real question is what are you doing?" He said. It wasn't one of those negative connotations like "What do you think you're doing?" It was something much more disappointing.

"You mean I'm not working on my special moves with them?" I pouted.

"No. I hardly have a grasp on what you can do. Currently, you are a rookie, no-experience, wanna-be hero. Unless you want to show me otherwise?"

I gave him a smile. "Challange accepted. What will I be doing today, Sensei?"

He took me into the gym and to a small but sizable area in front of where Class A was working on their moves. I'm showcasing, huh?

Aizawa told me that I would be doing some basic tests to see how far my strength and "experience" would take me. I started with a fifty-meter dash. If you could even call it a "dash."

"0.27 seconds." I nearly jumped when the robot called out my time. Not out of amazement, I just didn't know it could actually talk.

"Amazing!"

"That's great, Asuga!"

"Teleportation quirks are so cool!"

A few students who were watching or heard the time called out words of encouragement.

"Thanks so much!" I waved in acknowledgment. "I appreciate it!"

"Focus on your special moves and stop gawking!" Aizawa barked. The disciplined kids immediately got back to work. Aizawa lowered his volume. "And don't get too cocky; we're just getting started."