The few weeks that followed the letter opening and on to the new school year, weren't really notable. They got their uniforms, turned in the paperwork, and picked up any last minute school supplies.

Dokusei and Mina were walking from the train station to UA; the two got up pretty early, wanting to make sure that they weren't late trying to find their classroom. Mina was still tired though, a morning person she was not. "Why does school have to start so early?" she asked rhetorically.

Dokusei shrugged, "At least we don't go to an American school; I heard that some kids have to get up before the sun even rises."

The pink girl shuddered at the thought. "I'd be a zombie."

"I think I'd be ok, though I wouldn't want to test it."

Mina rubbed her eyes. "I don't remember the school being this far." She remembered getting there a lot faster last time.

The walking biohazard chuckled, "That's because we pretty much ran to the school."

When they finally reached the school, they saw that a good amount of people were also here early. Dokusei saw someone he thought he recognized. "Kirishima?"

Mina looked towards where Dokusei was looking. "Whoa, what did you do to your head!?" The two walked up to the, now, spiky redhead. "Is this your debut for high school!?" Dokusei chuckled at Mina's excitement; apparently seeing Kirishima's new look woke her right up. "You got horns now! We can be horn buddies now!"

Kirishima gave her a big o' smirk. "Damn straight! Don't touch them though, you'll mess it up." His face became more serious, " I'll never regret my intentions again. I going to be a hero who can protect people."

He turned around to walk away, still talking, "I'm saying sayonara to my pathetic old self," but before he could get far Dokusei's hand landed on his shoulder.

"Kirishima, you're still beating yourself up over what happened last year, aren't you?" Before Dokusei could say more, Mina interrupted,

"No, I think he's just trying to pressure himself, yet..." She randomly punched him, shocking both of the males in the group. "Don't push yourself too hard!"

"What the hell? Cut that out!"

She stopped and took a breath. "How are you going to say "sayonara" to your old self when you're still pulling that gloomy face!? When you actually overcome yourself, deep down, come and see me, kay?" As she put a finger over her lips and gave them a creepy smile, Dokusei rolled his eyes. "I'm looking forward to spreading the rumors of Mr. High School debut all over the place!"

Dokusei looked to Kirishima. "You don't need to push yourself too hard man; it doesn't hurt to have a motivator but it can be crushing sometimes," he points to Mina with this thumb, "if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be at UA right now." Dokusei quickly looked to Mina. "And Mimi, don't go spreading nasty rumors about him. If you do that, I'll tell the whole school you still sleep with a teddy bear," he said, knowing full well that Kirishima was right next to him

Mina had a look of shock and fear on her face. "You wouldn't dare!? Don't bring Mr. Snuggles into this!

Kirishima put his hand over his mouth to stop from bursting out laughing. "Thanks guys, and Mina, I'll keep that in mind."

Dokusei looked at the time. "Alright let's go, we don't want to be late," and the three of them left. They were kind of glad that they came early, because finding their class took a bit of time; the school was huge!

The trio were shocked to find out that they were all assigned to class 1-A. They reached the door to the class and saw how large it was. Mina decided not to dilly dally and opened the door. There weren't many students in there yet, just about half of the full twenty showed up.

Looking up at the board, there was a seating chart. Mina was located in the first row, next to the door, second seat. Dokusei and Kirishima were in the second row, fourth and third seat respectively. There were a few people around Dokusei's desk: Kirishima in front, the tall blue haired boy from the battle ground to his right, a bigamously dude with really big lips behind him, and to his left was a guy with a bird head.

Dokusei introduced himself to his seat buddies, and they introduced themselves as Tenya Iida, Rikido Sato, and Fumikage Tokoyami. Dokusei mainly talked with Kirishima about the practical part of the entrance exam. More of his fellow classmates filled in, and now there were only about three or four seats left. The next person who caught Dokusei's eye had spiky blond hair, red eyes, and an intimidating scowl. Dokusei recognized him immediately; the blond was of course a lot older now, but those eyes, he remembered them well. It seemed by his attitude towards everything apparently, he hadn't changed.

The blond ignored the seating chart and just took a random open seat and placed his foot on the desk, not giving a damn about the world. Iida got up from his seat and went to the blond; his arms moving robotically, and with a very serious expression, he said, "Remove your foot from that desk! Such action is insulting to those who came to UA before us as well as to the craftsman who built the desk!"

Arrogance rolled off the blond like sweat off the brow on a hot day. "Like I care. What middle school are you from, you extra?"

Iida was a bit taken back by the blond's rudeness. "I-I'm from Somei Privet Academy. My name is Tenya Iida"

"Somei eh?" the arrogant bastard chuckled, "a stuck-up elitist then? I'm going to enjoy destroying you."

Iida was shocked; he didn't expect someone like him to be aiming to be a hero. Dokusei got annoyed by the blond's antics and got up to try and defuse the situation before it became worse. "What kind of aspiring hero would threaten a fellow student?" Dokusei walked up and stood between the two. "A hero should be able to inspire hope into others, and be prepared to stare death in the face, whether it be your own death or the death of civilians."

The blond glared at Dokusei. "Just who the fuck do you think you are that you can talk down to me, you damn extra!?" Off to the side, Dokusei saw Mina giving him a "what the hell" look. He sent her a wink that was barely noticeable.

Dokusei gave him a neutral look and sarcastically answered, "Dokusei Sumiteru, the guy who doesn't believe he's some manga character, unlike you short fuse." Dokusei smirked at the nickname he gave to the loudmouth blond.

The blond snarled angirly. "Why you little fucker..." Short Fuse was about to blow but was interrupted by a noise at the door.

"Ah! It's you Curly Hair!" That got everyone to look at the door. Dokusei saw Iida with the green curly haired boy he saved, as well as the cute brunette.

"Deku..." Dokusei heard the blond mutter. Dokusei began to walk over to them. "HEY, I'M NOT THROUGH WITH YOU YET!" the blond yelled.

Dokusei completely ignored him. "Good to see you two made it." He extended his hand toward the curly haired boy. "Name's Dokusei Sumiteru."

The poor boy was stuttering so bad he could barely get a sentence out, "I-I-I'm-"

"If you're here to socialize, then get out," a voice interrupted the boy. The four of them turned towards the ground, spying what looked like to be a man caterpillar thing just outside the door. "This is the hero course."

The man got up and out of his sleeping bag cocoon. "It took you eight seconds to quiet down. Time is a very precious resource. You lot aren't very rational, are you?"

"Is he a teacher?" Dokusei thought to himself. "If he's a pro, I don't recognize him."

"I am here as your homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa. Please to meet you."

"Well, did not expect that," Dokusei muttered. Aizawa started rifling through his sleeping bag, pulling out gym uniforms.

"Put these on, and head out to the grounds." The uniforms were passed around, and the class went to the changing rooms. It was here that Dokusei finally learned the curly haired boy's name. "Sumiteru!" Dokusei saw the said boy catching up to him after leaving the changing room. "I'm Izuku Midoriya. It nice to meet you and I wanted to say thank you for catching me and helping me in the exam."

Dokusei smiled at Izuku. "No problem, Midoriya, just try not to get your limbs broken today. I'm pretty sure Recovery Girl wouldn't like a repeat customer." Dokusei chuckled at his own attempts of humor, unaware of the ghostly face on Midoriya.

The class was outside with their homeroom teacher, waiting for an explanation and further instructions. "I'm giving you a quirk assessment test."

Everyone gave Aizawa a questionable look. "What about the entrance ceremony or guidance sessions?" the brunette expressed.

"No time to waste on that stuff if you want to become heroes." Aizawa walked a bit further into the field then turned to face them. "Softball throwing, Standing long jump, fifty meter dash, endurance running, grip strength, side-to-side stepping, upper body training, and seated toe touch. You did these in middle school, yes? Your standard no-quirk-allowed gym test."

He started fishing for something in a bin. "This country still insists on prohibiting quirks when calculating the averages of those records. It's irrational." He stood up straight, holding a ball. "The Department of Education is just procrastinating." He looked at the short fuse of a blond, "Bakugo, how far could you throw in middle school?"

"Sixty-seven meters," he answered, walking to the circle.

Aizawa tossed him a ball. "Great, now try it with your quirk. Do whatever you need to. Just don't leave circle." Bakugo stretched his throwing arm. "Give it all you got."

"Awesome." Pulling his arm back for the pitch, he launched the ball with explosive results. "DIE!" he yelled. Dokusei just rolled his eyes at his choice of language.

"It's important for us to know our limits." He showed Bakugo's score, 705.2 meters. "That's the first rational step to figuring out what kind of heroes you'll be."

About half the class was getting excited or were still stunned by Bakugo's score. Some exclaimed how this was going to be fun; this seemed to set Aizawa off a bit. "Awesome, you say?" He gave the whole class a dark look. "You're hoping to become heroes after three years here? And you think it'll all be fun and games?" He put his hand over his face to push his hair out of the way. "Right. The one with the lowest score across all events will be just hopeless and will be expelled." Everyone, including Dokusei, looked at him like he was crazy.

Aizawa's hair was pushed back, showing his bloodshot eyes and a slight sadistic smile. "Your fate is in your hands. Welcome to the hero course of UA."

The brunette was not happy about the ultimatum. "The lowest score will be expelled? It's only the first day! I mean, even if it weren't, that's totally unfair!" Dokusei snorted; at that several heads turned to him.

"Life's not fair in general, unstable at times. The hero society was created to help balance that," Dokusei explained before the teacher did. He knew all too personally that life was never fair.

Aizawa continued where Dokusei left off, "If you're hoping to spend your evening hanging out at a local fast food joint, well I'm sorry to tell you, but for the next three years, UA will run you through the ringer." Everyone was starting to take Aizawa's threat very seriously. "That's Plus Ultra. Use your strength to overcome it all. So bring it."

Dokusei popped the knuckles in his hands and chuckled, "Challenge accepted." Mina sighed at Dokusei's antics.

"The demonstration is over. Now it's for real."

First up was the fifty meter dash. The fastest record was held by Iida at 3.04 seconds. Dokusei's own record was 5.49 seconds. Mina's was 5.50. Dokusei gave Mina the "ha, I win" smile; he received a punch in the shoulder for that. Midoriya was one of the slowest of all with 7.02 seconds. Dokusei guessed that he didn't have full control over his quirk yet.

Next was the grip strength. Dokusei's score here was seventy kilograms, but he was nowhere near the monster of a score that was 540 kilograms owned by Mezo Shoji. However, the lowest was Midoriya's fifty-six kilograms

The third event was the standing long jump. Dokusei barely got four meters; Bakugo and Yuga Aoyama cleared the sandpit. However again Midoriya barely got above average; Dokusei was starting to worry for the guy.

The fourth event was side sidestepping. The only real outlier in this one was the short guy, Minrou Mineta. Dokusei really didn't like the way he looked at the girls especially Mina.

The fifth event was softball throwing. Dokusei was up and looked towards Aizawa to ask a question. "Can I kick it?"

Aizawa gave him a questionable look, but then shrugged. "Sure, whatever, just stay in the circle."

Dokusei nodded in thanks. He tossed the ball in the air and performed a spinning roundhouse kick, hitting his target. The ball flew, reaching 205.2 meters. Dokusei did a few test kicks with his leg, and his face showed some annoyance. "Teh, my form was off."

Aizawa called the next person. "Uraraka, you're up next." Dokusei looked at the brunette as she walked to the pitching circle. Unbeknownst to him, Mina was looking between himself and Uraraka, with a subtle pout on her face.

Uraraka threw the ball up; it kept going, and every one lost sight of it. Aizawa showed everyone her score; it was infinity. Dokusei gave it a long whistle, and Mina gave him a quick glare.

Midoriya walked up to the pitching circle, looking nervous. If he didn't shape up fast, he was going to fail. "Midoriya isn't doing very well," Iida commented

Bakugo looked at Iida and pointed a finger at Midoriya. "Well duh. He's quirkless

Dokusei, Uraraka, and Iida gave him a confused looked. Dokusei added in his two cents, "Quirkless my ass; you didn't see what he did to the zero pointer." Dokusei looked at Midoriya, "It's just he obviously does not have control yet. If you claim he's quirkless, Bakugo, he's probably only a late bloomer." A question popped in Dokusei's head. "Did he have any recent tragic events?"

Bakugo didn't comment any further. "He's about to throw," Uraraka's voice piped up. Dokusei looked at Midoriya as he pulled his arm back; Dokusei swore he saw something on the boy's arm as he let it fly, only for the ball to land forty-seven meters away.

Bakugo smirked, "Told you, worthless Deku."

Before Dokusei could comment on that, Aizawa spoke, "I "erased" your quirk." As the teacher pulled at his scarf, Midoriya was wracking his brain for what just happened. "That ridiculous entrance exam. Completely irrational considering someone like you got in."

Midoriya's face of realization was obvious. "Erased... Those goggles of course! He's the Erasure hero, Eraser Head!"

Most of the class never heard of Eraser Head except Tsuyu; she tried to explain the best she could, "I've heard of him; he's one of those underground heros, one that stays away from the media."

Aizawa continued his talk with Midoriya, however most of the class couldn't hear them. It did appear that Aizawa gave Midoriya his quirk back.

Dokusei looked at him with a keen eye, "He's muttering to himself."

Midoriya got ready for the pitch, pulled his arm back, and let it fly once more, but at the last possible second a sonic boom erupted from the kid, and the ball soared through the sky. Aizawa showed everyone his score, 705.3 meters. He beat Bakugo, barely, but he did. "Mr. Aizawa..." Midoriya's pointer finger was bloodied and damaged. "I'm still standing."

Aizawa gave him a smile. "This kid..."

Uraraka's face grew into a smile and cheered for Midoriya's score. "Woo! That's a hero like record if I ever saw one!"

"Yeah but look at his finger, it's clearly broken," Dokusei chimed in.

"Thinking back to the entrance exam..." Iida adjusted his glasses. "What a strange quirk."

Bakugo looked ready to explode, literally. Dokusei was keeping an eye on him; something told the walking biohazard that he was about to do something drastic. Before anyone could blink, Bakugo ran at Midoriya. "Deku! You better start explain-" Before he could finish his sentence, he was blocked by Dokusei. "Get out of the way, you ugly piece of shit!"

"Why, so you can beat someone to near death again?" Dokusei gave the blond a serious glare, not at all intimidated by the walking bomb.

Bakugo looked like he was about to fight Dokusei, however Aizawa intervened. Wrapping both Bakugo and Dokusei in his scarf, Bakugo squirmed while Dokusei just let it happen. "What the hell is this stupid cloth made of!?"

"It's a capture weapon made of carbon fiber and a special alloy wire. Geez and will you stop using your quirk; you're giving me dry eye!?"

Bakugo stopped resisting, but kept his eyes on Dokusei and Midoriya.

Aizawa let the two go. "Let's prepare for the next event."

The next three events were where Dokusei shined. They were sit-ups, push-ups, and endurance running. Dokusei was able to make a toxin that stopped his muscles from producing lactic acid. However he did get very nauseous as a side effect. He pretty much could do all three of the last events forever if he wanted to. Unfortunately, Aizawa stopped him at five hundred sit-ups and push-ups and the equivalent of one hundred miles.

The class were waiting for their results. Dokusei's veins were black, showing that his body had not gotten used to his toxin, and his face was also a few shades grayer than usual.

Aizawa was finally done adding up everything. "Alright, now time for the results." He fiddled with his phone a bit. "Your total scores reflect your performance in each of the events. Explaining everything will be a waste of time so here are your results." The scoreboard showed all the names of class 1-A. In first place was Momo Yaoyorozu, Dokusei was in eighth place, and Kirishima and Mina in ninth and tenth respectively. However, unfortunately the one in dead last was Izuku Midoriya. Everyone excluding Bakugo gave him sympathetic looks. Dokusei put a hand on Midoriya as the poor boy looked like he was about to break down crying.

"Also, I lied about the whole expulsion thing." The whole class just had the look of "what the fuck?". "That was a logical ruse meant to bring out the best in all of you."

A collective "what" was heard from Midoriya, Uraraka, and Iida. Dokusei wasn't convinced; the way he looked in the beginning told the toxic boy that Aizawa was a hundred percent serious about expelling someone.

Yaoyorozu gave her statement, "Well of course it was a lie; it didn't take that much to figure that out."

Dokusei looked at Yaoyorozu, deciding to walk up to her and whisper in her ear "No, he was about to expel Midoriya; he just simply changed his mind."

Yaoyorozu looked at him like he was crazy. "And what makes you think that?"

Dokusei sighed. "How ticked off he was at our excitement of using our quirks, and his face had this seriousness that made me think that he was not playing around or lying."

"Anyway, we're done here. Your documents about the curriculum and such are in the classroom. Give them a look." Aizawa walked away; he looked like he could really use a nap.

Dokusei was walking in the courtyard as he had to head home early without Mina because he needed to pick up some groceries to help his mother with dinner. Seeing Midoriya and Iida just up ahead, he ran up to them but he wasn't the only one trying to catch up to the two.

"Hey!" Looking back Dokusei saw Uraraka running up to the two as well. "You guys heading to the station too?"

"Infinity girl!" Midoriya exclaimed.

She looked at the three of them, trying to remember names. "I'm Ochaco Uraraka, and you're Iida Tenya, Dokusei Sumiteru-" Dokusei gave her a two fingered salute at his name "- and you're Midoriya... um... Deku!"

Dokusei chuckled at that. "Deku and Doku, that's not going to get confusing at all." The sarcasm was strong with this one.

Everyone looked at him weirdly. "Doku?" Uraraka asked.

"It's the nickname Mimi give me." Uraraka tilted her head in confusion, and Dokusei smacked his forehead. "Mimi is Mina Ashido, the girl in pink." The mention of the color pink, the girl's face lit up.

Midoriya chimed in, "umm... well my real name is Izuku... "Deku" is just Kacchan being a bully."

"Well I like the sound of it. Deku just screams "do your best!""

At this Midoriya went stiff as a board. "Deku's fine!"

"Midoriya!" Iida shouted. "Show some backbone! It's an insult, isn't it?!"

Dokusei facepalmed. "Come on have some decency man."

Midoriya hid his face in embarrassment. "It's like the Copernican revolution."

"Anyway, let's get going before we miss the train," Dokusei pointed out and started walking to the station.

Up in the 1-A classroom, Mina saw Dokusei leaving with his new friends with somewhat of a sad smile on her face. "Good to see you're finally making new friends on your own, Doku."