With invisible girl naked and unseeable to the naked eye, anywhere she went was hazardous to Geus. All he could do was hope she paid attention to his attacks. Mishirao was barefoot and right in front of the bomb. Shoto's partner Mezo was worrisome in both strength and senses.

It didn't take long for ice to completely cover the building. Both invisible girl and Mishirao were stuck in a matter of seconds. Geus was quick on his feet and wrapped his solid gas around the bomb they protected. Only one pair of footsteps came up the stairs and crackled the ice under his feet. Shoto entered the room alone, half his body was covered in a thick layer of ice.

"If you value the skin on your feet, don't move." Shoto warned both of Geus's partners. He focused on Geus. "You know, you really shouldn't explain your weaknesses in front of your classmates. Now I know how to defeat you, in just have to hold out until you can't breath anymore. Then your gas is gone."

Geus lowered his platform down to inches off the ground. "I'm like an Olympic swimmer. I can hold my breath for a long time."

"But can you hold against my ice." His left hand went up and spewed out a blast of ice.

Geus quickly dodged to the side and summoned gas out of his other port. He solidified the tip and shot the arrow for him. More ice grew from his foot and created a shield. Geus stopped his gas right before it struck the ice and split it into two ends. Shoto saw what Geus did and formed a barrier of ice all around him.

'What does this guy plan?'. Geus lifted his platform up in the air to only see Shoto has covered his upper as well. 'He sure is smart. But I'm smarter.' Geus exhausted as much gas as he could in the area. He created a pair of shields around his partners and kept the gas away from them. The more he did the less air Geus had in his lungs. Geus couldn't hold his position any longer. He felt the max point get to him in the few minutes that went by. His platform became shaken and faded away.

"This was your plan. You bastard." Geus gargled. The platform beneath him disappeared and dropped him to the ice. He was frozen and couldn't move. Geus sucked in his breath with all his might and exhaled. Copious amounts of gas leaked out but none that would effect anyone at his close range. A small window created for Shoto. And right after the walls of ice shattered.

"I told you from the start, I already defeated you." Shoto walked past Geus and touched the bomb.

The ice melted right after the announcement of their win. Everyone was distracted by the scene that nobody noticed the seizure Geus endured. His vision blurred, his hearing muffled, he barely saw them surround him. He could still see the purple wave over his face. It was hard to clear his throat to warn them.

"Don't... touch... gas." He swirmed through his gurgles. "Melt... skin." His shaken hand grabbed Shoto's backpack strap. "Freeze..." His hand unclenched and rolled his eyes to the back of his head.

Geus woke up hours later. He barely remembered what happened after he collapsed on the ice. At this point Geus learned that his seizures was a direct correlation of his oxygen. If he ran out, the creation his lungs make takes out his nervous system. He looked over to his side. Izuku was on his side, and on his other was a tiny old nurse.

"Ah you're awake." The nurse got off her chair and stepped up next to his bed. "I would say your lucky to be alive but your quirk is actually in direct effect of this. From quick tests it shows that your body creates an abundant amount of sulphuric acid gas to restore your body's oxygen levels. Until your body can handle the rapid restoration, you'll keep passing out like this."

"I guessed that too. It wasn't the first time this happened."

"I'll let the other teachers know about it and the full extend of your quirk once we get the results back from the lab. At least you're doing better than Izuku here."

Geus dropped his head to Izuku's side. Geus held out his arm to him. "I'm Geus, formal introduction."

Izuku reached his arm and slapped Geus's hand. "Izuku Midoriya. But my friends call me Midoriya."

"I saw your fight Midoriya. It was nice, insane amount of power for a guy that was able to throw only one ball."

"I'm not at full control of my quirk yet. But I'll get there one day."

"At your body size I don't blame you. That quirk is hell'a strong. As you heard." Geus tapped his mask. "I'm not at the strongest yet either... Midoriya I'm not a great guy. So if you don't want to talk to me right now."

"Oh no it's not that at all! I'm just really drained right now with my fight against Bakugo, and the bones breaking in my arm. Just not focused that it!"

With a grunt and strong pain in his back he sat up on the corner of the bed. "Am I free to go ma'am?"

The nurse rolled her chair in front of Geus. "Just one more kiss."

Geus winced shut and the old pair of lips pressed against his cheek. He felt instantly better, the pain in his back disappeared along with the migraine. Geus got up to his feet with new energy.

"I'll catch you in class Midoriya. I'll like to talk again when your mind is clear."

"Yeah, of course."

Geus felt no pain in his walk. If it wasn't for the gift of quirks in his life he would be inside that bed for the next two days. He wouldn't be in the situation he was in now. He missed a number of his classes. If he wasn't as far behind in his school work as he was, Geus wouldn't have cared. Geus looked at the massive door to his classroom. It was unexplainable for him but he couldn't walk through that door. In the same way he felt he earned the position he was in, at the same time he felt like be didn't deserve it. Geus clapped his hands together and spun around to the railing side of the hall. He looked out in the darkened city through the wall of glass.

He reached for his hood and slightly pulled it down. The crackle from the door behind him forced the two parts back up. He looked forward and didn't dare to turn around.

"Geus, I thought I heard someone by the door." Jiro walked beside him and leaned on the railing. "Too chicken to enter the classroom after that depressing defeat?" She laughed.

"I rather have a fighting defeat than a pity win." This time they both shared a laugh. His stance around the bar widened out, he leaned his back deep into the bar. "Is it alright if I ask you something? Deep? I don't know if you'd call it that or not."

"What is it?"

"Everyone here seems so happy, like they never experienced suffering or pain. When the first real fights and villains come, what are they going to do?"

"Isn't that what we are training for? To combat those."

"I'm talking about losing something more than a fist fight. It only happened a year ago but I had therapists, psychologists, doctors dissect my mind for that time. I had support, but what about these kids that see something I saw and did without help. The power could go to their heads and ignore help."

"That's just something they will have to deal with at their time." Fumikage walked over to Geus's open side. "People deal with their experiences in different ways. It's just up to them to learn the correct way to deal with it. We haven't been introduced yet. I'm Fumikage."

"You already know me. Everybody does."

"You're a unique case. Somebody seen with a strong enough quirk to get in the highest class based on recommendation, even with your past. As tough as we are, we're high school students. These three years will teach us every aspect of being a hero. Only you have been hurt more than any of us. And it will take time before any of us feel that too."

"So stop worrying so much chicken. Everything will be fine. So stop being so dark and join up with the rest of the class. Want to hide your past? Hide it behind your friendships." Jiro turned her back to the glass. "If you really want to learn to play the bass... you're going to have to lighten up a bit."

"Yeah, yeah. I can do that. We got a long ways to go anyways."