Izuku was bursting with excitement. Today was the very first day of school at UA. But now, he was late. He had overslept and missed his train, meaning he had to run all the way to the other side of town to the UA building. Thankful, Plot Armor had never failed him, giving him more power everyday. Running three minute miles was easy, thanks to his superhuman body that seemed to improve as the days went by. The entrance exam was a piece of cake as well. All of the robots nearby him exploded into glitter and somehow still gave him points. On the off chance that they didn't explode, he punched them and they shattered to pieces. Midoriya smiled as he finally reached the building, remembering how livid Kacchan looked when he had seen the robots explode like that. Finally reaching the field outside, Midoriya saw both Kacchan and Uraraka standing in a group of students.

"Nice of you to join us—Mister Midoriya." The teacher's voice was dry and depressed, if he had accidently drank decaf instead of regular coffee. He was dressed in some sort of costume that was a mixture between a ninja and a samurai. He had sword hostlers on both sides of his hips. Midoriya marveled at him because he had never seen a hero like him before. "Next time that you're in school, please show up on time. I had to get up so early for this, I really don't appreciate it when kids waste my time."

"Yes Sensei!" Midoriya did a slight bow. As he stood up back straight, the student known as Iida that he meant at the exam raised his hand.

"Yes, glasses-kid?" The teacher said as he looked back at the group of students.

"EXCUSE ME SIR BUT—" He waved his arms in a robotic manner. "I thought Mister Aiwaza was supposed to be our homeroom teacher! This sudden change seemed a bit strange! We don't even know who you are!

The man sighed. "Mister Aiwaza—or Eraser Head, as some of you may know—decided to work with another class due to some health issues—the school board chose me to take his place, given the powerhouses in this class." Midoriya watched as his eyes drifted back over to him. "My hero name in America was Blood Knight, but due to differing views on how to handle things—I was immediately stationed in Japan as RegeNinja. But that's not important—as far as the Quirk Tests go—anyone who's at the bottom leaves. Not a bluff." He smirked. "This is how the hero thing works. The best survive."

After the stress filled speech, Regninja went through tests with each of them, setting a solid benchmark that almost no of the students could complete, save for the top five students: Midoriya, Bakugo, Uraraka, Iida, and Shoto.

"To end it, the Baseball throw." RegeNinja declared, "Does that make any sense for hero work? No. Is it fun?" He smiled. "Absolutely." He looked back at the group of students. "Go right ahead, Bakugo."

"DIE!" Kacchan chucked the ball in the direction of the baseball diamond, exploding the ball into the air like a rocket.

"Thousand fifty three meters. Nice… Uraraka's next."

Midoriya watched as she stepped up to the plate, touching the ball lightly. The ball immediately jetted upwards, without showing any sign of stopping.

"Infinity, nice. Midoriya, you're turn."

The green-haired kid took a deep breath as Uraraka stepped off of the plate. He took hold of the third ball and threw it as hard as he could. As soon as he let go of the baseball, it zoomed forward in a straight line, going far beyond the human eye's range of vision. RegeNinja looked down at the measuring device in his hand and watched as the number kept going.

"Dumb thing must be broken. Well, I guess it's—OW!" His teacher turned around to a burnt baseball on the ground. "It went all the way around." He showed the device to Midoriya. "40,075 kilometers. That's the circumference of the Earth. You threw it around the Earth in seconds. Granted—" He felt the back of his head and showed Midoriya his hand. It was covered in blood. "You would have killed anyone else that didn't have a regeneration Quirk. You pass, Midoriya."