A thick sweatdrop rolled down his cheek and through the stitches of his mask. Geus struggled to control his flow of oxygen through his lungs. His arms struggled just as hard to support themselves on his thighs. Never in his life did he have this much trouble to create in his room. It was only his first day of his week of training sessions.

His eye twitched against The literal crystal blue eyes of Beka. Her eyes were the only way that he knew she was safe against his quirk. Even if her quirk was off, the constant disconnection of his gas wouldn't even touch her.

Beka on the other side was more than amused. Her back leg carried on most of her weight and her smirked lip carried the rest. She folded and intertwined her arms and proceeded to tap her index finger on her forearm. He held his words for her to speak.

"So what? Only after a few hours, you're already tired?" Beka mocked. "Your quirk as I can see is perfect on its gas phase. Your solid phase is like glass."

"I was taught to suppress it, not to express it." Geus huffed back. "It took me months to even shape the solid state."

"Well." Beka tucked in her knees and lowered herself to the ground. She grabbed a thick book from the ground and took it up with her. "I'm going to read this book and try to close it by forcing the spine to snap backward. If you want to save this book, you need to grasp my wrist and pull them away. Like a hero."

Geus straightened his back and closed his eyes. He focused on his own blood pulses through his body. The quirk he possessed took full control and expelled a fair amount of gas. The purple free flow smoke tightened and packed at the outside and turned a darker purple. At his own ports still flowed his gad phase and turned to the solid phase moments after. The gas rounded to her wrists and wrapped tightly around. In his mind, it was a solid minute for all his actions to flow and pry her arms. In reality, it took just under four seconds.

"Congrats, you saved a book." Beka continued to mock. "You moved a few pounds away. Now lift fifty kilograms."

Geus stumbled to the back wall. "You're kidding me, right? I can't lift you up."

"Never once in my sessions with heroes that I ever heard one say they can't!" She shouted. "You are going into the top class in the top school in the country. And you're telling me you can't do this? I saw you in footage that you shaped your gas into a bomb and blasted off three other prisoners."

Geus slammed his fist against the wall and walked up to her. Strong and thick gas surrounded Beka. The gas he displayed instantly solidified around her and lifted her in the air.

"You're lucky your quirk cancels mine out. Normal cold doesn't stop this, nothing does. Yes, I know how to combust my gas. Before I walked into that camera I got a broken pole slammed against my back and my calf. I did it to escape. I know all about explosions." Geus shoved his hand over his eye. He couldn't explain why his head felt nothing. "I don't feel so good."

"It's your brain telling you-you're at your limits. You want your dreams to all to come true? Then explode this gas before my quirk shuts down yours."

"I can't. I'm losing it."

"If you want to be the one to see your mask off your face then you better explode this gas."

Geus coughed, in reaction part of his gas faded off. Half his face started to twitch heavily. The attempt to change the form inside his quirk became too much. The gas on his right side gave out and hung Beka in the air.

"Geus stay with me." Beka grabbed the gas that held her side and broke free. She dropped to her knees and picked up Geus's head. "Relax and breathe, relax and breathe. Stop using your quirk and keep it static."

Geus wanted to speak but couldn't. His hand managed to reach the air and snatched her hair. Next, his eyes rolled to the back of his and lost full control of his body. His body seized and spasmed uncontrollably on her lap, random puffs of smoke broke through his open ports. Some managed to harden and stab through her arms. Beka fought through the pain and kept her hold of him. She didn't know if it mattered if he was on his side or not but did it anyway. It took her all she had to keep the tears inside. In only one day of training did she realize how much pain she already shoved him in.

She pulled a small radio from her pocket and held it to her mouth. "I need a crash cart and the whole hospital staff down negative one now!"