I sat down at my desk and quickly put my art supplies up. I had testing to do. I grabbed a ball of clay from my desk drawer, "Lets see what I can do!" I was excited. I could create the best form of art! Explosions have always been something I loved deeply. Even as a child.

My right hand began chewing on the clay it felt weird. But I was growing used to it. I could shape it. 'Lets start with something simple' My hand's mouth opened and out came a stick figure. If I was correct I could also control the blast of the art. This would have to be small.

I looked at the stick figure and poked it, "Move?" It began moving around. Dancing. Oh yeah I had dance class in three hours. They'd all be worried sick about me... Eh probably not. I never really talked to anyone but my teacher. Anyways there were far more important matters. Could I control it with my mind? 'Climb up my arm?' The clay stick figure obeyed my mental command. I felt a smile creep onto my face. My art could be controlled mentally!

This was big. Really big. Okay I needed to write this stuff down fast. I grabbed a notebook quickly and began writing all the notes I had about my quirk, "Okay so I know If I use clay in my hands mouths I can mold explosives. I can make these explosives anything so far. These explosives follow both mental and vocal commands. Now some more questions would be size limit. Logically the size and power range would be indicated by size. So the more clay the better. Okay anything else?" I thought about it for a second before grabbing a good of clay and sticking it into my head-mouth.

I spat it out immediately. That tasted like shit. I sighed then. I still had to test it out. I began chewing the clay as soon as I put it in my mouth again. I chewed it into a ball shape. That was all this mouth could do. I took it out of my mouth and looked at it as it sat in the palm of my hand, "Explode?" Suddenly smoke engulfed my vision. Oddly enough I felt no pain, "Okay so I can mold it into a bomb with my main mouth. I also apparently have explosion resistance. Good to know," I then sat there thinking for a bit. What else could I test with my quirk? Nothing came to mind at the moment so I decided to focus on something else.

I flipped to another page in my notebook, "If only I had mouths on the soles of my feet. I could dance fight then," That would be fucking hilarious. My art working in tandem with my dancing would be wonderful. Now I needed to think about what I would do for my future as a hero. If I made it into a hero school. I had already submitted the application to take the UA entrance exams for the hero course.

The main things I needed to think about were, Hero costume, name, support items, potential things to learn, and what kind of hero I want to be. I would think about the first three later. The last two were more important. Lets start with the former, "Obviously there are going to be some people who can counter my art. So learning how to fight quirkless will be vital. My art will probably not be the best in some situations. Also learning more first aid will be useful," I hated saying that my art wouldn't be useful(even if I only meant it in some circumstances) as soon as I discovered my art. But it was the truth, "Then... what kind of hero would I want to be?" That question wasn't easy.

There were many different types of heroes.

Limelight heroes.

Rescue heroes.

Behind the scene's heroes.

Underground heroes.

On scene heroes.

There were many more but those were all I could think of right now... The only things I could see my art helping with would be underground or limelight work. My art is flashy. Perfect for a limelight hero. But also it was great for stealth operations. Since I could clearly make small constructs.

It was a tough decision.

I ultimately decided to push the decision until later. I looked at the clock, "Damnit I need to go," I didn't want to be late for dance class. The last time I did that it wasn't pleasant. I shiver every time I recall the memory.

I closed my notebook and put it into my bag. I had a train to catch and some bragging to do

I looked at the building as I reached it. I had caught the train but I had to run there. Running was now on my list for things I needed to do before entering UA. Up there with learn how to fight. I breathed raggedly as I opened the door, "Damnit even with all the dancing I'm out of shape," I felt a newspaper bonk my head. I turned around and saw my dance teacher, "Uh... Hey Mr. Kobayashi how are you?"

He sighed, "I'm fine. How about you? I've heard about what happened at your school," The man loved his students. He looked concerned for my health, "You could have missed this week you know,"

I nodded, "I'm fine and I know I could have missed this week. But I'm going to be honest. The most amazing thing happened, "I was smiling. I know I shouldn't have been smiling. But maybe it was the adrenaline. Or the fact I don't fear death. But I didn't care.

He raised his eyebrow, "What happened and please tell me you didn't go insane and kill all of your classmates," I laughed at the man's sense of humor. Favorite teacher.

I rubbed the back of my hand and showed him one of my palms, "So you know how my quirk was just two extra mouths right?" The man nodded his eyebrow still raised, "Well I kinda discovered it did much more then work as regular mouths,"

The man inspected the hands for a second, "What can you do?"

I grinned, "I can make art!" His facial expression showed he wanted me to explain. I grabbed some clay from my bag. I began molding it into a stick figure, "Not only that but it can explode on command!" I set the figure on the ground and told it to explode. A miniature explosion occurred as another stick figure lost its life.

I looked back at Mr. Kobayashi who was grinning. He pulled me into a bear hug, "Thats great Katsu! You can finally follow your dreams now!" He broke the hug, "Do you want to be a hero still?"

I grinned, "Of course. Now that I can help people the way I want to, I fully intend on entering UA high!" He smiled upon hearing that.

He hugged me once more, "Aiming for the stars I see. Good I only want the best from my students... Your going to be my second student entering UA this year. I can't wait to see what kind of hero you'll become!" Again favorite teacher. He then let me go, "Now go inside whilst I wait for Mika, Tobi, and Inu to arrive. You are really early today,"

I nodded, "See ya in a bit sensei!" I waved goodbye as I entered the classroom. All eyes were suddenly on me, "Uh Hi... Something on my face?"

The pink skinned girl. Mina I think her name was? Laughed, "Thats the first thing you say after your school gets held up by a villain and you nearly die? Man Nendo your too much somedays," Information traveled fast. Looks like someone from my school already told someone what I did... Like Kaana. I knew she was friends with Mina somehow.

I sheepishly rubbed the back of my head, "Uh yeah... I have more things to worry about. I didn't die and that's all that matters. Anyone wanna see a cool trick?" We were all allowed to use our quirks in class as long as we didn't destroy anything.

Mina rolled her eyes, "Great way to divert the conversation. This trick something about what you did at your school," I nodded. Mina was no fun.

I grabbed some clay and my hand began chewing it up. Some people looked at me disgustedly. I shrugged, "Watch!" Suddenly a little clay dove crawled out of my hand, "Isn't it beautiful. My art is special,"

It flew around before ending up in my hair.

The brown haired kid in front of me looked at it in shock, "You can make animals out of clay! Thats cool! Can you do anything else?"

Mina nodded, "Yeah can it do tricks!?" I grinned and nodded.

I called the dove to my hand, "As I said before my art was special. My art is an explosion!" I released a dove and a small explosion happened mid-air. Everyone looked at it in awe.

The brown haired kid... Takeshi I think his name was? Nodded, "You can make clay explosives. Explosives you can control!"

Mina eyed my hands suspiciously, "Have you been holding out on us?"

Another girl. A black-haired one stood up, "Yeah have you seriously been hiding a super cool quirk from us all this time? You can literally make remote control bombs!"

I shrunk into myself. I needed to answer quickly and get attention away from me, "No... I kinda discovered it in the middle of almost getting shot... Saved me and now I know my future at least," I grinned, "I'm going to go to UA high! And I'm going to be a hero!" A mask of confidence was how I dealt with everything else. Maybe this would work here.

I could see people smile. Some grins here and there, "Damn your gonna have to tell us the story about how you discovered your quirks true abilities in-depth... Wait your going to go to UA too?" So Mina planned to go to UA too. I really need to pay attention to my classmates more.

I nodded, "Hell yeah! I'm gonna go and hopefully pass," Fuck Katsu, Don't let the anxiety show, "Knowing my dreams are closer then ever has sorta lit a fire under me,"

Mina grinned, "Good. Sucks to see you so mopey all the time,"

I shook my hand in protest, "I'm not mopey!"

My class rolled her eyes and Takeshi snickered, "Sure you aren't,"

We heard clapping behind us, "Alright everyone, enough banter. Lets start today's lesson," I'd need to buy the man a box of chocolate later.

"Okay sensei!"

Ah seven PM. One of my favorite times of the day. Not because Dance class ended. I was sad about that. But my favorite pastry place sold cheap donuts around this time. And they had underrated donuts. I'd damn well not miss them for the world. I grinned, "Alright world! Todays been great even with all the shit you've done to try and drag it down. Nothing can ruin my joy now!"

The world had to find a way to ruin my day, " What are ya so excited about?" I yelped and turned around to see Mina... Was she following me? Ah fuck I'd ignore that for now.

I sighed... Why the most energetic person and not Takeshi? Damn you world for ruining a fine day filled with joy and me learning more about my quirk, " I'm about to go get donuts," One of the best foods in the world in my opinion.

Mina grinned, "Ooh cool... Lead the way then!" Again damn you world.

I sighed, "I'll lead you to the shop if you tell me why your here,"

Mina looked like she completely forgot the reason for a second, "Oh yeah sorry. Well me and my friend are trying to find people that are going to the exams. We haven't had any luck as of yet and your the first person I've found who plans to go. So I was wondering if you could help us and we could help you,"

Well that was a shock, "Uh..." Well damn. This would be a good idea... I could learn how to fight and maybe gain allies for the exam. I nodded to myself with the choice clear in my mind now, "Sure. Why not. I kinda need help anyways with learning the limits of my quirk and learning how to fight," I also wondered what would come of it.

Mina smiled, "Nice! Kiri will be happy to hear this. Hey can I get your phone number so we can stay in contact? You've never told anyone in class so nobody but Kobayashi-sensei can contact you," Damnit I knew there'd be strings attached. She put out her phone

I sighed and quickly put my number into the phone, "All I ask is that I'm not spammed. Wanna keep the electric bill low," I felt a shiver go up my spine at that very moment. I knew I'd be spammed. Damnit. Katsu save yourself. Save your art. Save your poor phone.

Mina nodded, "Fair," Alright then! Now lead the way to the donut shop and I'll call Kiri over and you can meet him,"

I gulped. I hoped this guy would be less... Eccentric than Mina, "Kay!"

"So your the guy who deflected that bullet? That was manly of you," The first words out of his mouth made me want to leave. Dear god news spread faster then wildfire.

I nodded, "I wouldn't say deflect but I did blow it up," I rubbed the back of my head sheepishly, "Also it really wasn't manly. I'm sure someone else would have done it if need be,"

Mina mock glared at me, "No way any one of your classmates would have done that. Kaana told me how you were half way across the room yet you practically teleported in front of her. Don't down play yourself dude," Life was really slapping me. I just knew it was going to tether me to these people. Man why couldn't I have just went home and befriended some fellow artist.

I sighed, "How do you even know her?" I was really curious about it.

The red haired dude who's name I learned was Kirismima grinned, "Most of us in the area are in a group chat!" Of course, there was a group chat, "Your kinda the only one who isn't,"

I nodded, "Yeah... A lot of people don't dig the hand-mouths," Also a lot of people don't like getting kicked by someone who could dance fight. Even if on accident, "Kinda been avoiding people for a while,"

They snapped their heads to me, "Huh a lot makes sense now. Bullies suck dude, Tell me where they are and I'll deal with them,"

Kirishima rubbed the back of his head, "She's a bit eccentric but I'm sure your used to that,"

I grinned. At least he got it. I looked to Ashido(finally fucking learned her last name) and grinned, "No need for that. Already health with a long time ago," Like I said people don't like getting their asses kicked by a dance fighter.

Ashido's face turned back to a grin, "Good... Now it seems your socially stunted. Sparky, Lets fix that," I felt my forearm be grabbed. Oh no. Someone help. Kirishima help!

I looked at the redhead pleadingly, "Help!"

Kirishima grinned, "No escaping this dude,"

"NOOOOOO!"

I quickly entered my apartment. I needed to go to sleep. It had been an incredibly long day. Like painstakingly long. First my school gets held up, Second I awaken my quirks true potential, third I'm interrogated, fourth my dreams sparked back to life, fifth my crippled social life and my anxiety began to show at dance class, sixth, apparently I have friends now which is weird. Both are eccentric people, and seventh I hate the color pink now.

It was good day though. Life would be more interesting from now on. That was certain. A lot more pink and red were in my future though... I didn't know is that was a good or bad thing yet and I am a bit scared... I grinned though, "I wonder what the future holds now eh,"

Probably something weird. I like weird though. Anything that's weird is Art. Therefore it is cool. That is what I believe in, "My life is going to be a shitshow in a week I just know it," My math teacher was dead and my classmates would probably either fear me, bully me more, or worship me. All options were bad. Oh well. I'd do what I always do. Dance and art my way out of things.

I looked to a picture on my wall of me on my very first day of school. The me who's fire burned brightly but was thought to be snuffed out, "Looks like he's not dead after all," No. He was alive and well now. We were. And we'd damn well become heroes now.

"Set your heart ablaze with art. And you'll find the path to your dreams," That was what I was told by a kind man one day. That is when I became obsessed with art. I wonder how he's doing now? Hopefully well.

I looked at my clock. Nine thirty. Time for bed. I headed to my bedroom and turned off the lights. It was one hell of a day, "Good night world,"

I knew I'd be having some fucking wild sleep tonight.

Soon enough dreamland did take me.

Welp we're back again. Every artist needs a friend or two. So I figured Kirishima and Mina would be good friends to Katsu. More of his personality has shone through here too. Anyways I plan for a time skip next chapter so we can get closer to the enterence exams already. I'm excited to write them. Even though they'll probably be like one or two chapters long at most.

So hopefully you enjoyed as its 4 am and I just finished writing this.

- Stalk

Bye for now!