I didn't remove any characters from the story, since you'll see that because there's twenty in the class one person is missing for Rin. I moved them to class 1-B instead. Aka, Sato Rikido.

[Kill Your Heroes]

Classes were blatantly boring. Just about as boring as junior high, where Rin easily got by because of her strict take on routine and organization. She got it done, and she learned how to get it done well so she wouldn't have to mess up her schedule. So for her, the 'normal civilian' side of education was a breeze.

Hero stuff, she realized, might not be so easy. Not without being so dependent on her quirk and circumstances. Maybe she was cut out for general studies.

Over her rice at lunch, she slapped herself with both hands. She wanted to be a hero, she was in the Hero course. She was going to do well.

"A-are you alright, Hinata-san?" Uraraka asked her in worry. The boys, Midoriya and Iida also stared with surprise and slight worry.

"Yes, I'm fine," Rin casually replied, going back to eating.

After lunch, they were back to room 1-A. Hero course classes began now, and would take up the whole afternoon.

Rin took her seat in the back again, by the half-half boy named Todoroki Shoto and the ponytail girl Yaoyorozu Momo. It's not like she exchanged names or anything, she just checked their names in the registry, like she had done with everyone in class so that it wouldn't be weird when they were halfway through the year, and she had to ask their name.

"I am...!" A voice suddenly rang out from outside, one so recognizable as the legendary All Might, "Coming through the door like a normal person!"

Rin's face melted in a bit of annoyance at the fact he made such an underwhelming day-to-day thing overwhelming. That optimism just didn't suit her. He was even in full suit from his Silver Age, and walked so proudly she almost wanted to puke. Generic superhero sitcom, that's all it was to her.

"I teach hero basic training," He said, once he'd finally made it to the front of the class. "It is a subject where you train in different ways to learn the basics of being a hero. You'll take most units in this subject."

He flexed before pulling out a card reading 'battle', "Let's get right into it! Today we will be doing combat training! So you'll need these!"

Rin looked to where he was pointing, at all the costumes coming out of the walls. They were in neatly numbered cases, on shelves originally hidden. The one thing she was anticipating all day.

They were told to put them on and meet outside, so all did as told. Rin suited up, her gear also having a hood for her comfort. It was crafted with insulated material, though made so she wouldn't over heat, that way she could use her lightning without wrecking her cells, such as short-circuiting her own brain. It was a tight coat, going up to her neck with a hidden zip, which was a conductor but that was because she required it to attract things like lightning and electrons. It was long sleeved, split once it reach her hips so she was free to move her feet, but still reached to her calves. All in stormy grey. She wore boots that wouldn't melt, with air soles for releasing wind pulses from her pores, and loose white pants over that. And her arms both had metal bands below the shoulder, and fingerless gloves (she preferred to feel air unfiltered.) and her hood clipped together with a lightning symbol pin.

She walked out, seeing Midoriya and Uraraka first. Uraraka had a skin tight body suit... and Midoriya looked like a bunny?

No, that wasn't it at all. She looked between him and All Might. So obvious...

"I can't lie, Midoriya-san, green does fit you," Rin said. She understood now he must be some sort of fanboy, having a similar quirk and all...

"Oh, I didn't realize it was you, Hinata-san," Midoriya said. "Your costume also has a hood..."

"Well it suits you. I don't blame you for wanting to hide your face. Just think of Eraser Head, he likes to keep a low profile, you must be the same way, right?" Uraraka asked.

Rin nodded, "Oh yeah, sure– I prefer not to have my face known. Well, really only my parents have seen my face, but so long as the world doesn't know them it's not like they'd ever be interrogated. But that's thinking too far into the future too, right? That's a matter of if I make it to a pro-hero status, and then at that, only if I was placed in such a dangerous situation! Ah, it all boils down to avoiding becoming any sort of liability or burden."

"That's... A lot of thought! You're very calculating, aren't you!"

"I just like to be... somewhat blunt," Rin said. "Although you're very optimistic, I wish I could look at the world through your eyes, Uraraka-san."

"Hey! You all look so cool!" All Might raved, his whole posture effusive with pride for the class he just met. Points for passion. "I will now explain the exercise. This is an infiltration operation, where there will be villains and heroes. You will all be in one building, one with a nuclear weapon inside, but it's not real. The heroes job is to capture the weapon, just touching it counts, and the villains job is to guard it. You will be split up into teams of two, at random, since often heroes are forced to work together. You will have fifteen minutes, and I will intervene if it gets too dangerous."

He pulled out a box, drawing lots to determine teams, reading names off it. Rin was placed with a tall boy named Koda Koji, who smiled gently at her as she awkwardly saluted.

She watched Midoriya and Uraraka fight against Iida and Bakugo as heroes. Bakugo was a monster with his explosion quirk, destroying half the building just in an attempt to belittle Midoriya, but Midoriya was smarter despite the fact that both their tactics were well, Midoriya had more than one plan being executed at once, and Bakugo failed to see that. Though Midoriya was the one with injuries, with his win. A double-edged sword type quirk... noted, among the other conclusions from their tactics.

And then there was Todoroki and Shoji versus Hagakure and Oijiro, which was finished in an instant defeat for the villains. Todoroki froze the entire building, rendering his opponents inable to fight back as he casually walked up to the weapon and touched it.

Bakugo and Todoroki were people she probably couldn't beat.

Rin and Koda were assigned to play the villains. Maybe their acting wouldn't pass for it, but they were both fairly quiet so the intimidating silence of a calculating villain... or maybe Rin was thinking too hard.

Rin raised her hand, "All Might-sensei, are villains allowed to use capture tape as well? Thinking of in the instance of interrogation or a hostage situation."

"Oh, yes I think that is a fine idea in fact! Good thinking, Young Hinata!" All might gave her a thumbs up.

She wanted to interrupt him to tell him she just needed the yes, and not the praise but wasn't quite that brave yet. She went to the building with Koda, deciding to move the weapon to a room in the corner of the fifth floor, so they could easily move it up or down via window.

"You... are a man of few words, I see," Rin proclaimed after hearing nothing from the boy and only seeing sign language. She could understand little, but got by with a thumbs up.

Koda smiled at this in response, turning to the window. "Come, birds, help us by flocking together," he called, and few flocked to his arm.

"They might get hurt?" Rin said in a very wavering tone, unsure of whether or not her response was correct. But there was a thin smile on her revealed lips, looking at the birds with tenderness as one flocked over to land on her finger. "I suppose nothing violent is here either."

He shook his head, stroking beneath the birds' beaks gently.

She smiled, can't helping but think his gentleness, aside from his constant kind smile, was not only reassuring but cute. They were playing villains but she couldn't help it.

This is a smile one can't afford to lose.

They were acting 'carefree' at the moment. The reason they were not so worried was because of the fact that they'd set up their plan. They stood within a trap of capture tape, which would tie together one or both of Ashido or Aoyama with a flick of a finger. The nuclear weapon was easily movable, with the help of birds or wind.

Rin had seen Ashido to be a capable person physically, without her quirk, landing in the top seven in the assessment without use of her quirk. So she didn't know her quirk, and she'd avoid close quarters if it came to defending. Aoyama's was easy because he shot a laser from his navel, and from that perhaps could provide enough to spark electricity for Rin to paralyze him. In other words, backfire his quirk. She just hoped it was the same case with Ashido, hoping she'd also be an emitter at least so there was something to defend against.

Koda sent his birds fluttering through the building, having one return and he pointed to the floor below them. He stepped back, watching Rin's eyes dart to the moving ground beneath them, and had a hand raised.

The floor suddenly melted away, and Ashido popped up, Aoyama apparently not with her. Rin flipped through her own master-trap of capture tape and flicked her fingers, not saying a word. The wind swirled, pulling all the tape together in a tight wrap around Ashido, almost covering her face too.

"Where's Aoyama?" She asked her partner. She didn't have time to get a response before acid flung at her head, and she was forced to duck. Acid then, not water. Not at all useful to her. Good, she didn't want that aspect of her quirk revealed since she hadn't seen everyone else's yet. She was fine to stick with wind for now.

Rin's mouth pressed into a thin line of annoyance as she realized Ashido had gotten through the tape because of her quirk. Her other roll would likely be ineffective against Aoyama too, he could blast through with his dumb bellybutton laser. Innie or Outie? Laser.

She immediately stonewalled the flinging acid from Ashido's skin, stepping between her and the weapon. Then she flung it back at Ashido, though she doubted it have any effect but aimed it for the eyes.

"Nice try, but that's not going to work!" Ashido announced, casually wiping away the acid before she got blasted by wind back to the hole she made. She looked up from her back to see Rin tower from a level above, gathering visible lines of wind before they came crashing down, the pressure so great that two more levels cracked beneath Ashido.

Rin took the precaution of using wind to lift the broken floor pieces back into place, just hoping they wouldn't fall apart. The hole in their room was still left, and she couldn't do anything about that.

"You are tres facile to find," Aoyama said, walking in with his sparkles. There wasn't even a moments hesitation before he was swept off his feet, thrown down the previous hole and breaking the over two patched-together ones, "Salut!"

"Au revoir, stupide garcon," said Rin, disgusted at her own terrible accent. The girl crouched, breathing heavily as her body was beginning to feel the effects of her quirk. She clutched her chest, her heart beating rapidly with worry. She couldn't help it when her cowardice was trying to take over, so she'd throw herself violently into situations so fear drove her to working harder, finding better solutions. She shouldn't even be afraid of Aoyama, but she'd reacted so fast and harshly, the building was being destroyed when that was meant to be avoided. She face palmed, breathing in and out until her lungs didn't feel on the verge of bursting or deflating.

"Maybe we should move," She suggested, to which she got Koda to carry the paper mache weapon so she could keep guard as they moved upwards to the roof. More air, more space, no top attacks.

She like it better when both Aoyama and Ashido came up, because now it was easier to keep track of them. She had no doubt Koda had nothing to contribute, no matter how harsh that sounded, but not all heroes were fighters. For her, it was keeping her cowardice at bay by never forgetting how to respond to imminent danger.

All they had to do was keep the heroes away for five more minutes. How could she destroy their offence? To stop producing acid from Ashido's skin was the tough part, but it wasn't like she couldn't use their quirks to her advantage.

Aoyama couldn't shoot for more than a second, or she could stop him from shooting at all. Or use this both.

She sent threatening wind at Aoyama first, so he spurred on the chance to be offence while Ashido rushed for the weapon, sliding on non-dangerous acid. Rin dodged short blasts while sending wind to through the acid off-course, causing Ashido to curve around, Rin catching herself between the two. Another long blast came from Aoyama, which she blocked with her metal bands, which absorbed the shock and heat as requested, but still burned away a bit of her sleeve and singed her arms. The acid sent at her from behind was flicked around her body and thrown at Aoyama's belt, leaving it unusable.

One down. And damn, her arm hurt bad. It was purplish and red, with white boils. She wasn't quite sure she'd ever experienced that kind of pain, at least not in a while, but she was much too focused to sit down and cry.

She turned back to Ashido's trail of acid, steering her back away from weapon, throwing her into a loop that had been started from before. From the heat left from the laser, with her good arm she touched down, sending the electrons to her arm fast so she could create something like a shock, and turn it into electricity to electrocute and incapacitate Ashido.

Well, Rin thought. It was still liquid.

[Storm]

All Might leaned into the mic, having to wait nearly three minutes to see if the heroes would recover, but they never did in time. Well, if he was in his normal form his eyes would be wide, thinking originally the Young Hinata only to have wind at her command, but using lightning in the last moments. Finishing it with the two minutes left. Imagining what it would be like for her to have strength-- seeing as she didn't do that well in all physical tests-- to stand the entirety of the battle.

He closed his eyes, swallowing his astonishment at the one man finish before speaking into the mic. "The... Villain team wins," He announced. Wind and lightning, how oddly reminiscent.

Until she was hyperventilating on the ground.