After enduring a short conversation and struggling to attempt to be patient with Kirishima, Mizuha was finally left alone. After he left her, she watched him walk away and slumped in her chair after she was sure no one was looking at her. She looked up at the ceiling and frowned. She could do this. It shouldn't be any problem to keep up her façade. She just had to keep telling herself that. It really shouldn't be too hard, she's done this plenty of times before. She sat back up on her chair and was then faced with Byakuren's smirking face. He was standing in front of her desk with his hands in his pockets. She scowled at him as he leaned forward on her desk so he could be at her eye level.

"How's it going, Mizu-chan?" Byakuren asked teasingly.

Mizuha raised her right hand and aimed it at his head which he dodged effortlessly. She lowered her hand and looked away from him.

"Shut the hell up, Byakkun." She shot back with a sour tone. "You already know 'how's it going'. You're not the blind one here."

Byakuren merely gave her a close eyed smile, "I know what can help you. Try making friends this year." He whispered with a hand next to his mouth. Mizuha only replied by sticking her tongue out at him. The white haired teen sighed before standing up straight and shrugging. He left her alone while saying it was worth a try to convince her.

She then took out her phone to check the time once more. There was only ten more minutes until the start of class, she figured she might take a short walk in the hallway. She yawned and pushed her chair back as she stood up and made her way to the door at the front.

As she reached for the door handle, the door slid to the side as someone on the other side opened it. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise and she looked up at the person in front of her. She came face to face with a visage that had red orbs and at the sight of her their face twisted in annoyance. He was taller than her and his spiky ash blond hair striked her as something familiar. However, before he could say anything, she quickly stepped aside and patiently waited for him to enter the classroom as she stared at something on the floor. She heard them huff before entering the classroom without a word. Mizuha took a quick glance at his person while quickly slipping away from the classroom.

Mizuha decided to just take a short walk towards her left, she didn't feel like getting lost on the first day of school. As she walked, she thought about the person she saw just a few seconds ago. It didn't take her too long to realize it was the same guy she saw while she waited for Byakuren outside a store. The same guy who kicked a bottle at a pole which splattered open a few feet away from her.

She sighed while walking, she made sure not to wander too far from her classroom. Mizuha slowly felt her lips tug to the sides as she thought about the new things she was going to learn. She was good at studying and earning academic rewards for her work but being in a hero class meant doing practical classes. That was something that was entirely different from physical education. After years of receiving praises for her academic achievements, she grew quite fond of them and she liked rubbing it in Byakuren's face. She just hoped she could live up to her teachers' expectations in U.A High School. Mizuha began wondering if she'd have to change any habits. She still had no idea if the studies at U.A was at a different level, she never asked her uncle about t.

Am I going to have time be lazy? Can I still play video games? Am I going to have time for myself? History shouldn't be a problem... I'll just do what I always do, rewrite all my notes as many times as I can the night before, that always works... Or am I going to have to change that habit and study a few days ahead before the exam? What about math...? I should be fine, I'm pretty much ahead in math... My level of math should be at a second year's level... What about—

Mizuha was pulled away abruptly from her thoughts when someone ran past her while shoving into her left side. Her straight face turned into one of surprise as she steadied herself so she wouldn't fall forward.

The girl, that ran into her, merely laughed while saying something about someone being slow. Mizuha quirked an eyebrow up and quickly moved away from her spot and, as expected, there was someone else running behind her. It was another girl who was also laughing. They were probably racing each other to their classroom.

Mizuha narrowed her eyes at them from behind. They didn't even apologize. That was definitely proof of their 'respectful' manners in public. She huffed in annoyance before turning around and walking straight back to Class 1-A classroom.

"Goddamn rude people." She muttered darkly, "Idiots." She spat before sliding her classroom door open and entering (with a more pleasant expression that did not scream I-HATE-IDIOTS but an expression that was rather neutral).

After the final student entered the classroom, their homeroom teacher was revealed. He came out of a yellow sleeping bag like it was the most normal thing to do. Mizuha's eyes widened when she laid her eyes on him. Messy black shoulder length hair, half opened black eyes, black clothing... there was no doubt about it. It was Aizawa Shōta. Mizuha's hands fisted on her lap. This isn't going to be good.

"It took you eight seconds for you to quiet down. Time is a precious resource. You lot aren't very rational, are you?" Aizawa said while looking at all of the students in the classroom with tired eyes. "I'm your homeroom teacher, Shouta Aizawa. Pleased to meet you."

Mizuha put her right hand on her desk and leaned her cheek into her palm while staring at him with an eyebrow raised. She watched him pull out a set of gym clothes which was blue with the school's initials written on top. He held it up in front of everyone.

"Change into your gym clothes and head out onto the field." He said before walking out of the classroom and most likely to the field.

Mizuha wasted no time grabbing her gym clothes and her combination padlock after he left the classroom. In fact, she was the first person to leave the classroom after him. She knew where it was, her uncle drew out a simple layout of the school on a paper and explained everything to her. She was glad that she knew someone who was quite familiar with the school. She was already undoing her tie on the way there along with unbuttoning her grey top. When she arrived, she was the first one to set foot in the changing room. She went for the nearest locker that was hidden from the door since she didn't want anyone opening the door and letting any passersby accidentally seeing her change.

She had already finished folding her top uniform after changing into her gym top when she heard the other girls enter the changing room. She glanced at them from the corner of her eye before quickly looking back at what she was doing.

"And my name is Ashido Mina!" was the first thing that echoed in the changing room. They were no doubt all getting to know each other on the way to the changing while she rushed there. They probably didn't realize she was already there since they were asking among themselves if there was actually another girl in class.

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"Hm, yeah. There was a girl that came in with that guy with the white hair... I saw them together this morning... did she get lost?"

"You're right, Jirou!" Ashido said with a small gasp. "I saw her too!" She added.

Mizuha rolled her eyes as she finished changing into her gym pants. She folded her uniform pants neatly and set them gently on her top. Mizuha paused for a moment before reaching for her small pocket on her bag, she fished for a hair tie just in case she might need it. She almost forgot to put her phone in her pocket, there was absolutely no way she was leaving it in her locker. She didn't trust the security in the changing room. It was only after she closed her locker and locked it that the other girls realized her presence because of the metallic noise.

"Oh! There she is!" Ashido exclaimed. Mizuha then heard footsteps quickly walking towards her, so she turned around the face the person. She was facing a girl that was about her height, she had dark eyes with yellow irises, small little horns on her head, pink hair and purplish skin... How could she possibly forget those two last details? She saw this girl at the entrance exams and she was sitting right next to the pink haired teen. Judging by the beaming smile on her face... she was probably the social friendly type... In other words, her complete opposite.

Her pink haired classmate energetically introduced herself and then the other girls added their own introductions while they changed into their gym clothes.

There was Jiro Kyouka, the girl with the earlobes that looked like earphone jacks. A walking uniform named Hagakure Tooru. The tallest girl whose hair was tied back into a spiky ponytail, Yaoyoruzu Momo, Asui Tsuyu — a girl that strongly reminded her of a frog— and finally, a short girl with short brown hair that was also very friendly, Uraraka Ochaco.

Even if she didn't plan on being friendly with them, she can't forget their names. Her memory was too good that she couldn't forget them even if she tried.

Soon, much to her dismay, Mizuha had to do introduce herself to her female classmates.

"Um, my name is Hyoumei Mizuha..." Mizuha said while keeping one hand behind her neck and the other in her pocket.

Suddenly she saw Uraraka, in her gym clothes, dash towards her with a shocked expression. "OH! You were ranked first in the entrance exam!"

Uwah... great... now I have their complete attention... damn.

Her hand hidden in her pocket fisted tightly.

Mizuha walked out of the changing room looking tired and drained. She lazily started walking towards the field while regretting every word she said. She was able to satisfy their curiosity by telling them everything that happened and they finally stopped asking her things. It's not like she was going to make up some lie since that would probably cause problems for her later on. Plus, Kirishima was in their class... so if they ever asked him what happened they would know if she lied. Thankfully, she was able to casually slip away once they weren't looking.

Mizuha went down the stairs while staring outside the large glass windows. She saw Aizawa waiting outside for the rest of his students to gather. There was only a few guys down there including Byakuren. She would be the first girl to arrive at the field considering how the other girls were taking their sweet time... or maybe because she was too quick.

When she finally set foot outside, Aizawa was the first to notice her. He told her to not drag her feet as she walked. Funny, she was sure she wasn't. She stood next to Byakuren, who was busy talking with his new little friends. She didn't want to interrupt his conversation so she decided to stay silent next to him.

Two minutes later, everyone was present on the field. Shōta wasted no time on telling them what they were doing. Instead of wasting time on introducing what their curriculum was for the year, they would start by testing their Quirks. Apparently, U.A High School is known for their 'freestyle' education... which also applies to the way the teachers run their classes.

Aizawa looked at everyone, "You kids have been doing these since middle school, right? Physical fitness tests where you weren't allowed to use your Quirks. The country still insists on using the averages taken from results from students not using their Quirks. It's not rational. Well, the Ministry of Education is procrastinating." He explained which made Mizuha scowl as she remembered her middle school.

She was grateful to her uncle who was able to help her and Byakuren work on their Quirks when they were all free.

"Bakugo, how far could you throw in middle school?" Aizawa adressed to the guy standing by her right. The same guy that kicked the bottle months ago.

"Sixty-seven meters." He answered.

Aizawa moved away from the center of the field and used his chin to point at the circle, "Great. Now try it with your Quirk." He said while Bakugo was already on his way to the center on the drawn circle. "You can do whatever you want as long as you stay in the circle. Hurry up. Give it all you got."

Everyone watched silently as he stretched a little to prepare himself before throwing the soft ball. Suddenly, with a crazed look, he threw the ball with his Quirk while yelling out the word 'die'. Mizuha's eyebrows shot up as his Quirk went off, they were still as powerful as she first saw it last year. His explosion caused a gust of wind to fly in all of their faces. She had her arms crossed on her chest as her long hair flew back from the gust, she frowned and squinted her eyes. They all watched as the ball flew far and then dropped down.

Their teacher then turned around and held up his phone. "It's important for us to know your limits. That's the first rational step to figuring out what kind of heroes you'll be."

705.2 m

Wow, it shot up by 638.2 m.

"Hm, impressive." Byakuren nodded with a smile.

Mizuha stayed quiet as everyone began saying how fun it'll be to finally use their Quirks in the hero course. She only sighed as she kept in mind that this was school and school meant tough stuff. It wasn't going to be all fun and games that's for sure.

"Awesome you say?" Aizawa repeated the words that were said. He then loomed over, "You have three years to become heroes. Will you have an attitude like that the whole time? Alright then, the one with the lowest score across all eight tests will be judged hopeless and will be expelled." He said with with growing grin.

"WHAAAT?!"

Mizuha blinked lazily, So... do your absolute best? Alright.

After complaining about how unfair it was. Aizawa merely told them that the world was unfair and heroes were the ones to correct this unfairness. During their next three years, they will be pushed to their absolute limits and even beyond, and they will have to overcome every single hardship. Mizuha breathed in deeply before letting out her breathe. She chose this so she wasn't going to complain at all... okay maybe she will about the regular studies like math and all that normal stuff but everything hero related gave her no right to complain.

They started off with the fifty meter dash.

Mizuha and Byakuren were waiting for the signal as they kept their eyes in front of them and with their ears attentive on the robot's voice.

"On your mark... get set..." A second later the signal went off.

Byakuren took a large step forward before jumping up into the air. He smirked and produced a large wind vortex in front of him that pulled him directly towards the finish line. His landing wasn't graceful considering how he almost stumbled onto his face.

Name: Kyouran, Byakuren
Quirk: Tornado, he can manipulate the air around him to create powerful whirlwinds which he can bend to his will.

Mizuha on the other hand merely jumped forward and let an ice floor drive her all the way to the end.

Name: Hyoumei, Mizuha
Quirk: Cryokinesis

Byakuren: 4.09 seconds.

Mizuha: 5.02 seconds.

Byakuren gave her a smirk when she stood next to him, he was clearly delighted by his time. Mizuha shivered when she felt the chill of her Quirk around her. She walked next to Byakuren as they both went to the group that had already did their fifty meter dash and was simply observing the rest.

However, she felt another chill this time. It wasn't her Quirk. It was something else. Mizuha bit her lip and caught a glimpse of her homeroom teacher watching her curiously as the next pair got settled at the starting line. She turned her eyes away and stared at the ground. She was getting anxious. It was way too quick. She shoved her hands in her pockets and clenched her fists in secret.

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The rest of tests went smoothly. Except for that one time when Aizawa had to erase one of her classmates' Quirks right before he threw the ball. His name was Midoriya. From what she heard around her, Midoriya had actually defeated one of the fourth faux villain during the entrance exam. She couldn't believe he went up against one of those monsters. And apparently, his Quirk renders him in a incapacitated state and well... Aizawa did not approve of that. If he were to be in that state, then he was obviously going to need help or in their teachers words 'inconvenience those around you'. He even went as far as saying he couldn't be a hero if he were to continue on like that.

Mizuha was pretty surprised to see that he chose to still cause damage to himself but in a way where he could still continue on.

... And then he had to erase Bakugo's Quirk since that one wanted pummel Midoriya, judging by that angry look on his face.

She performed all her tests as best as she could to get good scores.

But what bothered her the most during her tests was the knowing glances that her teacher kept giving her when she completed a test. It kept her on edge and she tried to avoid eye contact with him as much as possible.

After collecting all of the results of all the students, he presented them the board of their rankings. Mizuha searched for her name by starting from the last person. She found her name next to the number six. She frowned a little as she saw the number, she was actually hoping to at least by in the top five. She rubbed the back of her neck and didn't pay attention to Aizawa as she kept her eyes glued on her name.

Six shouldn't be too bad though. I guess it's alright. As long as I didn't rank last.

Aizawa pressed something on his phone and the board vanished.

"Anyway, we're done here. Your documents about the curriculum and such are in the back of the classroom. Give them a look." Aizawa said while approaching Midoriya. He pulled out a paper that permitted him to go and visit the nurse's office. He told him to go get healed since the next tests weren't going to be any easier.

Just when Mizuha thought she could relax, Aizawa called her name out. Mizuha stilled at the sound of his voice. She hated the position she was in right now. She looked up, feeling agitated, and she was faced with the same knowing gaze.

"After school, I want to speak to you in the teachers' office." He said before walking off in another direction. Mizuha watched his leaving figure as her fist shook in her pocket. She didn't like this at all.

Some of her classmates were looking at her curiously and whispering about why she suddenly got called out if she did well. The rest simply left, obviously disinterested about the call out.

Byakuren was staring at her silently, he could see her biting her lip in annoyance as well as the slight shaking movement of her arm that indicated that her hidden fist was shaking. He sighed before reaching an arm out to her shoulder and pulling her to his side. She spun around limply and followed him as they walked back to the school. He kept an arm around her as they walked and she kept her narrowed eyes on the school building.

"He knows?" Byakuren asked lowly.

Mizuha let out a hollow laugh, "Oh, he definitely knows because he remembers it." She spat out sourly. Hating her teacher right now wasn't going to do anything. Plus, he didn't know what was going on right now. It was only natural that he would ask her about it and ask her why.

Her white haired friend used his hand to ruffle her hair, "Just answer him honestly."

She rolled her eyes, "I doubt I could come up with a lie to explain it."

LUNCH TIME

After Mizuha went to the bathroom, she went straight for the cafeteria. Byakuren told her he was going to wait for her at the entrance so that they could find a table together and with the nice view that the school presented them with. She wanted to sit near one of the big windows!

When she arrived, she found him leaning back against the frame of the entrance while looking at his phone. Mizuha stood in front of him and leaned forward above his phone to peek under his bangs. Her onyx orbs were faced with his light purple ones that displayed a clear annoyance. She only smirked and moved away from his bubble.

"Let's go, I'm hungry." She said as she tugged on his arm. He put away his phone in his pocket and walked into the cafeteria with her. There were many students in the lunch line and they were soon going to be joined by Byakuren once they found their table. She chose a seat that was facing the window. Byakuren chose the one in front of her. As Mizuha pulled the chair back and took her seat, Byakuren left her alone and went off to the long line.

Mizuha didn't really like the idea of eating school food especially not after what she saw during her time in middle school. The worst thing she saw was a green goop that bubbled on the plate. She didn't understand how eighty-nine percent of the food during the whole school year looked like goat feces. She was certain that if she ate the food then it would end with her getting nightmares along with diarrhea.

She zipped her bag open and pulled out the plastic bag that her container of food. Her lunch was the same. It was waffles once again. She opened the container and grabbed a small piece of her disassembled waffle before chewing on it slowly.

Compared to her mood from this morning, she was alright now. There was no point in getting angry with a teacher she just met. It also made sense to get angry with them if they were assholes. Aizawa was not one of those so far.

After finishing her third piece, three trays appeared on the table. One in front of her, one next to her and another diagonally from her. She raised an eyebrow up and looked up at the owners of the trays. In front of her was Byakuren, next to her was...

Dear lord.

Next to her was Kirishima and next to Byakuren was the guy with blonde hair.

She instantly looked at Byakuren with panicked eyes. Her eyes screamed WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!. He rolled his eyes at her before taking his back and sitting on the chair.

"They didn't have a table so I let them sit with us." He said flatly without looking at her. He was more engrossed with his food, he was starving.

Kirishima smiled at her, "Do you mind?" He asked her while pointing at the seat next to her. Mizuha mentally gulped before shaking her head silently, she reached for her bag and moved it away from him. She kept her bag on the table and put her container inside as it remained open. Was it rude to keep it on the table? Probably. But she didn't care. She felt awkward as the two guys started eating at her table and making conversation with Byakuren. She was just there nibbling on her waffles and feeling awkward with every second that passed. Mizuha wasn't comfortable with the idea of eating with other people around, it just made her feel like... strange and nervous.

Thankfully, she was able to finish eating only a minute after they arrived. All that was left was to drink her mango juice from her juice box.

"Oh, yeah. Mizuha, this is Kaminari Denki, I was talking with him this morning." Byakuren said while pointing at the blonde guy next to him. Kaminari greeted her with a 'heya' while she responde with a curt nod.

"So like, I'm just curious. Kyouran, Hyoumei, you guys seem pretty close... are you guys dating?" Kaminari asked curiously as the two people in question had their eyes narrowed at the question. Kirishima was also curious about the answer so he watched their reactions.

Byakuren looked at him with a are-you-kidding look while Mizuha looked at him with a what-the-hell look. Then Byakuren gave him a close eyed smile, "Maybe, what do you think?"

At that moment, Mizuha kicked his leg under the table making him jump in his seat while yelping out in pain. He glared at her as she innocently pulled out her phone from her pocket and started surfing the web.

"I mean you guys are on a first name basis." Kirishima pointed out.

The white haired teen merely laughed heartily, "You're right. Hmm, yeah maybe we are dating—" He was cut off when Mizuha slammed her foot onto his. Byakuren held in a curse before quickly standing up to loom over her. "I was joking! Stop it!" He growled lowly in front of her.

Mizuha smirked darkly, "Make me, Byakkun."

Their two classmates sweat dropped at their interaction. They could see sparks flying around them. They watched as Byakuren huffed and sat back down in his seat, he grabbed his fork and stabbed it into his food. Mizuha scoffed and went back to her electronic device.

The red haired teenager scooped up some of his food, "They're not dating." He confirmed before putting the spoon in his mouth.

Byakuren shook his head rapidly while pushing his chair a little further away from her.

AFTER SCHOOL

Mizuha stood in front of the teachers' office. Byakuren had told her he would be waiting for her outside of the school while she spoke with Aizawa. She breathed in deeply and relaxed as she breathed out. She reached for the door handle and slowly pulled it to the side, inside revealed her teacher at his desk going through some papers. He wasn't alone in the office, Present Mic was sitting next to him and talking to him about something she did not know about.

Present Mic, also known as Yamada Hizashi, was quick to notice her.

"Hm? Little listener, do you need something?" The voice hero asked curiously and before she could answer him her teacher did it for her. "I called her in here." Aizawa said without looking up from his desk.

"Eh, it's first day of school and you're already calling in students to the office? How strict."

Aizawa finally looked up from his papers, he glanced at his colleague, "Could you let us talk in private?"

The other teacher looked at him and then shrugged with his hands. He wasn't going to question him. He got up from his seat while whistling and made his way to the door, Mizuha stepped out of his way and kept her gaze somewhere else as he passed by her. Aizawa then called her to come closer to his desk instead of just standing fifteen feet away from him. She wasted no time obeying her teacher and was at his side very quickly.

He turned around in his desk chair to face her. "I assume you know why you're here."

Mizuha nodded slowly, "Yeah..."

The black haired hero nodded before reaching for a paper on his desk. "Then let's get straight to the point." He said before looking at the paper. "Why did you lie about your Quirk? It says here that your Quirk is cryokinesis and only cryokinesis, but that's not entirely true. You and I both know you can manipulate water in its different phases by changing the temperature... solid, liquid and gas."

Mizuha swallowed as he threw the truth right in her face. "In the Hero Course, you're going to have to use your Quirk completely and not just part of it. Do you understand?"

Mizuha just stared back at him without answering which only made him narrow his eyes at her. "Hyoumei, did you hear me?"

"It's not like I'm choosing not to use my full Quirk... I can't use it. I can only control its solid form." She answered while clenching her left hand. She wasn't lying, she just couldn't do it. It just wasn't possible anymore. She lost the ability a few years ago.

Aizawa's eyebrows furrowed, "What do you mean you can't use it?"

"It means that I haven't been able to use my quirk as liquid or as gas." She explained with slight meek.

He stared at for a few seconds as he paused, "How long?"

Mizuha looked away sheepishly, "... Four years."

It didn't take him too long to connect the dots. He slowly nodded and looked down as he now had a slight idea as to why she couldn't use her Quirk at its full potential. However, Mizuha wasn't expecting him to just nod and let her off the hook just like that. U.A High School is the school with best Hero Course, she couldn't continue using only one third of her power. She was a fool for thinking otherwise.

He straightened up in his chair, "four years ago. The incident with your brother. It has something to do with it. But as far as I'm concerned, you were unharmed. You never suffered any damage to your Quirk or anything like that. If you think rationally, you should have no excuse for not being able to being able to use your Quirk. It wouldn't make sense. But if that's what's really bothering you, then I suggest you move on."

Mizuha grimaced, "How? How can I move on when I'm reminded of it every single day I wake up?" She asked lowly while staring at the floor, "For four years... Everyday I am reminded of that one mistake I made. I might as well have been the one to put my own brother and his fiancee in the hospital... in a coma that will last for who knows how long." She said before clenching her fist tightly.

Aizawa frowned her distress, he rubbed the back of his head. "I didn't mean it like that. I'm telling you to move forward and grow because you seem to be stuck. Look, as you know, the Hero Course is not a walk in the park and it requires its students to overcome many hardships. You are not going to be an exception. However, I'm not that heartless to tell you to forget everything and move on. I will give you until the end of the U.A Sports Festival to finally and properly move on. The proof of that will be when I see the full use of your Quirk if not... I'm afraid I'm going to have to expel you."

Mizuha's mouth slowly formed an 'o' before she nodded slowly. "Alright. I understand." She said stiffly before bowing down and thanking him. She really wasn't expecting him to pull out the expulsion card. She couldn't even tell if he was joking or not... well she was definitely certain of one thing, she was scared of getting expelled.

Aizawa nodded, "Alright, you can leave now."

Mizuha walked out of the teachers' office as stiff as a board. She quietly closed the door behind her and just stood there. My first day of school and I'm already facing expulsion. This is terrible. I should have just kept my mouth shut... I should have just lied or something...! No, he would have found out either way! Noooo...

The sound of footsteps approached her as she stared off into space. She was too shocked to even turn her head to see who it was. This person just started poking her shoulder as she blocked their way. It was probably a teacher then. Mizuha slowly turned her head to look at the teacher, only to come face to face with her uncle.

Eijin looked at her with a bewildered look, "What's up with you?"

"I might g-get e-expelled after th-the U-U.A Sports F-F-Festival." She stuttered while shaking.

I've been dying to update this story... so many exams are just appearing out of nowhere T_T