Katsuki flexes his hand again, yeah, these gloves were good. He wouldn't expect anything less from UA. Here he was, the future number one hero being taught at the best hero school by the current number one hero. This shit was like destiny or something. It's almost perfect.

Almost.

There was just one wrinkle in his origin story. One, green-haired, annoying, stupidly persistent wrinkle. One that he finally had the chance to straighten out.

How Deku got in, he'll never know. But maybe that's why they got to battle so early? It let the strong send the weak home crying so only those who actually deserved to be here got to stay.

Yeah, there was no other explanation. It'd be what Deku deserves after that shit he pulled last year. Just disappearing like that after he said…what he said and not even bothering to tell him where he went?!

Who the fuck did he think he was?

Well, he's gonna let that nerd know exactly who he was today. A side character. No. Not even. He's one of those background characters that doesn't even move or blink.

Today was going to be a good day, he gets to finally end Deku's dream of ever thinking he could stand in the same ring as him! And as a bonus, he'll show the other extras who's top dog and impress All Might at the same time. That's right, he can fucking multitask.

"Oh man, I'm so pumped!"

Oh, right. He had to carry this extra to the win with him. Whatever. Might as well get used to it since he'll be doing the same thing when he goes pro.

What was Shitty-Hair's name again? Eh, fuck it. That'll be his name.

"So," Shitty-Hair starts while smiling way too brightly. "You got a game plan?"

Katsuki takes one look at the building's blueprints All Might gave him before throwing them away. "Yeah. I'm gonna go in, kick Deku's ass, and win."

"That's what I'm talking about!" His red-haired teammate says, hardening his arm and pumping it at the same time. "A full frontal assault, that's the manliest way to fight!"

"Whatever." Katsuki jabs his finger into the other boy's chest. "Just stay outta my way. Do what you want but no matter what, Deku. Is. Mine."

"No prob! You and Midoriya got some rivalry thing going, right?" Shitty-Hair punches his shoulder. Why did he let him do that? "I respect that. Gotta prove you're the best."

"I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO PROVE! I'M ALREADY THE BEST!"

"That's the spirit!"

God, his enthusiasm is exhausting. But not the worse thing in the world, so he'll let it slide…for now.

Their comms crackle to life. "Alright Heroes and Villains! Ready or not, we're about to begin!"

Fucking finally. 'I hope you had fun while you were here, Deku. 'Cuz this is the closest you'll ever come to being a hero.'

Deku is a pebble. He should be lucky Katsuki decided to grace him with his boot.

"5!"

He was the best, born to be a hero! Deku could never measure up to him!

"4!"

"Are you alright? Can you stand? It would've been bad if you hit your head."

"3!"

No! He was the hero goddammit!

"2!"

"You know, there is a way you could be a hero."

"1!"

Right?

"Go!"

Toshinori watches the cameras carefully with the rest of class 1A in the monitoring room. Young Bakugo and Kirishima charge into the building while Young Midoriya and Uraraka move furniture and supplies into the bomb room.

"Pay close attention, students. Take note of what your classmates are doing, figure out why, and then see how you can improve." That book is working like a charm.

"It would appear the hero team plans to fight head-on," Shoji comments.

"Wait, what's going on with Midoriya?" Ashido asks, pointing at the screen. Indeed, she was right. While the boy continued to help move things, his body was beginning to blur.

"What's he-"

Kaminari is interrupted when, in a flash of green light, a second Midoriya appears in the monitoring room with them, eliciting a few screams from some students and looks of confusion from others.

"Hi, there!" The new Midoriya greets, waving excitedly at everyone.

Toshinori joins those with confused looks. He knew the boy couldn't teleport, granted he didn't know much about how young Midoriya's quirk worked. But one look at the screen showed Midoriya, the real one, was still hard at work helping Uraraka.

"Young Midoriya, you sent a clone to the monitor room?" He knew the boy could make copies of himself at least. His perplexity to use them to scare unsuspecting victims was well known to those who knew him.

The verdant wags his finger at his teacher. "Not exactly. This is an astral projection. Unlike my clones, it lets me perceive the world around me. Now then…"

Gran Torino had taught him many lessons through their years together. If he was being honest, he thinks learning to take a punch was the biggest one. But another one was you could never be too old to learn something new.

And that lesson was never more apparent to him, than when young Midoriya proceeded to spin on his heel, cup his chin with his hand, and start studying the cameras.

Oh.

Oh.

This was what Aizawa had meant…

"Midoriya!" If he wasn't still trying to get over the fact that his student had a copy of himself that could study the monitors, All Might would have been impressed by Iida's reaction. "You cannot use the cameras to aid you! It's against the rules!"

"Is it, Iida?" Midoriya counters, not taking his eyes off the screens. "All Might told us we could use whatever resources our powers let us have, as long as it didn't cause excessive damage. He never said the cameras were off-limits. Oh! There they are!"

"It shouldn't have to be said!" Iida tries, his arm chopping at an incredible rate. "It is implied!"

Midoriya turns his head back to give his classmate a smug smile. Was it always this chilly in this room? "Are you gonna let 'implied' rules stop you from saving people?" Iida's mouth hangs open and Midoriya faces the screen again, raising his arms while each of his fingertips glows a dark green.

"Besides! I'm not just using these to find them!"

The tablet Toshinori had sitting on the podium next to him dings.

Rattator: Aizawa requests a meeting with you as soon as your class ends :)

Well, it would seem the world will have to learn how to function without the Symbol of Peace a lot sooner than he had suspected.

Katsuki and Shitty-Hair ran down the hall, sparing glances into each room as they barrel past. His teammate was probably looking for the bomb, but he wanted Deku, who was probably shitting himself in one of the rooms

"I can save you some time guys, I'm right here."

The explosion user whips his head around to see Deku waving at them down the hall. When the fuck did he get there? Whatever, doesn't matter.

"Hey, Midoriya!" Shitty-Hair waves back like a dumbass. "Man I'd love to fight you but Bakugo kinda called dibs so…"

"DIE!"

Tearing himself across the hall in moments, the blonde boy swings his right arm and creates an explosion right in Deku's smirking face. The idiot didn't even try to dodge.

"He's like a dog chasing a car, isn't he?"

"Hey!! What the-" Katsuki turns to see the still smirking nerd standing next to Shitty-Hair who had jumped back in surprise. He recovers quickly though, throwing a hardened jab at the greenette's face, who dodged easily.

"What did I say, Shitty-Hair?!" Katsuki uses his explosions to launch himself at Deku again, only for him to disappear right before he could make him pay.

"Can't blame a guy for trying," The redhead says while Katsuki skids to a stop next to him. Deku reappears in front of them again. "Welp, I'll go find Uraraka and the bomb! Good luck on your rivalry, hope you win!"

"Of course, I'll win!"

Shitty-Hair flashes him a grin, showcasing his sharp teeth. "I love your confidence bro!"

"Stop being so fucking positive!"

His partner laughs and runs back and around the corner, letting him focus everything on Deku. "Nowhere to run now you sh-"

"Well, I guess it's just you and me now," Deku shrugs, interrupting him. "You gonna stand there all day, or do you wanna waste some more time by attacking me?"

Fuck. Him.

With a yell that was more animalistic than human, Katsuki launches himself at Deku again and again. Over and over. Each time just barely missing. And the whole time, the nerd just keeps laughing and running from him, fueling his rage more.

"I always knew you were full of shit!!" Katsuki yells, his sweat being pretty much liquidized rage at this point. "You talked such a big game about fighting me in middle school, but now-"

"Kacchan, I'm over here!" Deku interrupts him again. Standing at the end of the hall. Why does he keep doing that?! It's like he can't fucking hear him! "Wow, what happened to beating all the villains?"

He can't run forever. Even Deku's weird fucking quirk, like all others, is physical. He's gonna reach his limit, and because he's nowhere near his own level, it'll be way before he does. And he'll be there when it happens.

Deku waves and rounds the corner. "Don't stop, Kacchan! You got so close last time!"

Finally, something he was more than happy to oblige with. Katsuki lunges around the corner, an explosion already ready to go, and a feral smile on his face because this time. This time it was gonna work. He could just feel it.

Time seems to slow down as Katsuki finally rounds the corner, thrusting his hand and explosion forward. His face falls at what he sees. It's Shitty-Hair, already in the process of throwing a punch. In between them, two Deku's watch them eagerly. It was a trap.

That was his last thought before a hardened fist impacts his chest, hard. At the same time, his explosion hits Shitty-Hair's face, who by the looks of it, hadn't been expecting him either and didn't have time to harden that part of his body.

There's a resounding boom as both boys are sent tumbling back by each other's attack. Katsuki rolls on the ground for a second before getting his bearings and landing back on his feet, clutching his chest. Damn, that hurt.

The two shitty nerds give each other high-fives. "I can't believe that worked!"

"I know right?!"

To put it simply, Izuku was having the time of his life. He twists his hands again, willing his decoys to dodge out of the way of the two boy's counterattacks.

He found a slight hiccup when he realized he couldn't hear what the boys were saying so he couldn't have his clones talk to them properly, but given Kaminari's hysterical laughter and Iida flying through a UA manual he apparently kept on him, even when in costume, it was worth it.

"You…you…made them!…attack each other oh my god!" Kaminari is able to wheeze out in between laughs.

"Assuming what Midoriya is doing right now is allowed, then it's possible he could keep them occupied the entire match," Yaoyorozu says while narrowing her eyes at the screen.

"Seems a bit underhanded to me…" Tail boy says concerned. "But if no one gets hurt and the villains are stopped then…"

"Technically I'm the villain right now!" Midoriya yells with a smile that doesn't seem to make him feel better. Huh, weird. "But I'm not gonna do this the whole match. If I did, then Uraraka wouldn't get to do anything! But we're about done anyway so time to lead them to the bomb room!"

"Isn't the point to keep them away from the bomb?" Asui, as he has learned, asks while placing a finger on her chin.

"This is getting out of hand," Shoji vocalizes through a separate mouth.

Sero shakes his head, trying to contain his own laughter. "Are you kidding? If Midoriya wants to make every class like this then I'm in"

Kaminari's blue eyes light up with excitement. "You got something else planned, don't you?!"

The blonde's laughter was contagious, causing Izuku to laugh along. Nearby, All Might curses his 'Teaching for Dummies' book for not telling him what to do in this situation.

"I know," Izuku laughs. He loves playing the villain so much. "I know the point is to keep them away from the bomb." The Prince of Mischief smirks. "But where's the fun in that?"

The door to the bomb room is blown off its hinges and Kacchan bursts through, but you'd be forgiven for thinking it was a rabid dog from the growling and the way his head whips around the room. The red eyes zone in on their target.

Izuku can barely hold his laugh. He had known Kacchan his whole life and as such, had more analysis on him than anyone. For example, when it came to Izuku, he had tunnel vision. Kacchan is smart, more than most give him credit for, but when it comes to the shitty Deku, all of that goes out the window and he becomes…exploitable.

The room, his partner, the furniture they have everywhere, or the three bombs sitting against the back wall don't matter. It's just him.

"You couldn't hide forever, Deku! Now die!!!" Kacchan blasts over, right arm ready to finally hit his target, only for 'Izuku' to grab the arm mid-swing. And that's when Kacchan realizes his mistake. He can tell by his widening eyes.

'Izuku' touches Kacchan with all five fingers and they all glow pink. One of the first things he's analyzed, Kacchan always leads with his right arm, and he has no problem sharing that info.

The illusion flickers and Izuku fades, revealing Uraraka, grinning triumphantly. "Expecting someone else?" Kacchan can't respond before Uraraka heaves him over her shoulder and into the wall.

"What the f-" Kacchan isn't able to finish his curse before a couch collides with his face. Fun fact, Uraraka's quirk doesn't take away mass. She found out today.

"DEKU!" Kacchan roars from halfway up the wall, his nose bleeding. "There you go again, running from the fight!!"

Izuku, who had turned into Uraraka to help fool Kacchan, shrugs. "Well if you didn't make it so easy to fool you…" Izuku says sweetly in Uraraka's voice.

"What uh, what's going on here?" Both Urarakas turn to see Kirishima panting at the door. "That explosion must've been worse than I thought…I'm seeing double!"

The original Uraraka laughs, releasing her quirk on an unsuspecting Kacchan who fell to the floor with the gracefulness of a rock. "No, you're ok! I'm the original and she's a copy." The gravity girl lowers herself into a fighting stance. "Let's do this, Deku!"

Izuku shifts back into himself. "Ready!"

Uraraka runs at Kirishima who lowers himself and charges as well. "Just so you know, it wouldn't be manly of me to go easy on you!"

His teammate's response is to remove the gravity of two desks and smash them on either side of Kirishima, who hardens just in time. The red-haired boy shakes himself off. "Oh, this is gonna be awesome!"

Izuku could watch these two fight all day but…

"Deku."

He's got his own.

Izuku spins as Kacchan wipes his face and lets a few explosions go off in his hands. "You actually gonna fight me this time, or was all that shit-talking you did in middle school fake?" Kacchan's voice is oddly calm but laced with venom.

"I meant what I said, Kacchan." He matches the other boy's calm voice. "You'll get your fight. Did you mean everything you said in middle school?"

He…wasn't sure what he was expecting when he said that. But hearing about things said in middle school brought up feelings in him that he hoped were long buried and the retort just came out. To confuse him even more, was the small flinch he got in response.

Kacchan shakes his head. "Whatever. I want a real fight this time, Deku! And none of your stupid tricks or little knives, come at me!"

Izuku conjures two throwing knives in his hand. "Aww, but I like my knives. I mean, what can I say, Kacchan? I just can't seem to miss."

He whisks the knives at the other boy, only for them to be easily blown out of the way. "Guess there's a first time for everything, Deku."

He grins. "Made you look."

Kacchan can't do anything but scream when the real Izuku appears behind him, stabbing him through his right shoulder with his dagger. Barely resisting the urge to twist his weapon, Izuku roughly pulls the blade out of his opponent's shoulder and pushes the boy back.

"I promised myself I'd stab you after what you said to me," Izuku says with a lot more confidence than he feels, hiding his shaking hand behind his back.

His once friend places his left hand on his shoulder, wincing before taking it away and looking at the blood. Izuku braces himself for the yelling and screaming and probable threats that were to come, but none ever did.

Instead, his bully just inspects the wound. "You avoided the arteries," Kacchan says in an almost matter-of-fact kind of way but Izuku has known him long enough he can still hear the questioning tone.

"I said I wanted to stab you, not make you bleed out." Izuku crosses his arms but immediately unfolds them. He's not really sure what to do with them right now. "There were at least a dozen places I could've stabbed you that would've ended this but…" he conjures his second dagger. "I promised you a fight. And I keep my promises."

Kacchan's eyes move from him to his shoulder several times before finally settling back on him. "That's it…" Kacchan says it so quietly, Izuku's unsure if he was meant to hear it. "Fine. You want a fight!" He lowers himself, palms pointed behind him. "I'll give you a fucking fight!"

Izuku does his best impression of what he thinks a feral grin would be, lowering himself and flipping his daggers around to his preferred reverse grip hold.

For a second, nothing. Then Kacchan explodes toward him, faster than Izuku has ever seen him move. In a blink of an eye, Kacchan's left palm is in his face, ready to ignite. But Izuku has trained with someone a lot faster.

He rolls under the boy, throwing a knife at his airborne opponent when he sits up, but Kacchan uses an explosion to reorient himself, spinning in midair, kicking the knife as he does so.

Izuku has no time to get excited about the move because Kacchan is on him again. The magic-user dives back, avoiding another explosion aimed at his face. Now, upside down, Izuku places his hands on the ground to balance himself before bending his legs and kicking Kacchan in the chest with both of his feet.

The blonde tumbles back but recovers quickly. "You'll have to do better than that!!" He tears at Izuku in another explosion but instead of dodging this time, the green-haired boy moves forward.

Kacchan isn't ready for the unexpected move and can't dodge Izuku's knee to his stomach. "How's that?!"

The explosion user wheezes but smirks. "Got you." Izuku realizes too late that Kacchan's left hand is on his back and the explosion sends him flying. His costume's protection works but it still hurts.

Izuku flips in the air and lands on his feet, standing back up, daggers raised. Kacchan was busy staring at his hand before looking back at him. "Holy shit that was actually you."

"I told you I'd give you a straight up fight." Izuku raises the daggers a bit higher. "But you should know I'm just waiting for Uraraka to tell me she's done, then I'll end this."

The red-eyed boy sneers. "So what?! You're saying you're going easy on me?!"

Izuku may be enjoying this a bit too much, but it's something he needs to hear. "Yeah, I am." Kacchan reels at the easy admission. "My grandfather always told me that I should never look for a fight, but always be prepared for one. But I think this time, I'll let myself look because Kacchan, I want to be the one to finally show you you're not the best!"

"You'll never be better than me, Deku!" Kacchan launches again, only for his explosion-infused fist to go through a decoy. Without a second thought, he whirls behind himself letting off a huge explosion. Kacchan sees Izuku fly out of the smoke, burns littering his body, hitting the wall hard and crumbling onto the ground.

"You really thought I'd fall for the same thing twice?" Kacchan leers, raising his palm.

Izuku barely gets his head up, chuckling. "Actually yes…it's just not the trick you were expecting."

The real Izuku turns visible, grabbing the blonde's wrist while the injured Izuku fades. Kacchan tries to yank his hand back but before he can, Izuku gashes his palm with a deep cut from his dagger.

"Fucking fuck!" Kacchan screams, backing up, cradling his injured left hand.

"Try making explosions now." He tries his best, he really does, but he can't keep the taunting tone out of his voice. He is his father's son after all.

"I still got my right hand you fuck! And that's more than I need!" Kacchan lets more explosions off in his uninjured hand to prove his point.

"Sorry, Kacchan. But it's not. Uraraka! We're ending this!" Izuku turns to his winded partner who's still facing down an equally tired Kirishima.

"Right, Deku!" She charges Kirishima and at first, the redhead is more than happy to meet her. That is, until Izuku waves his hand and Kirishima is facing down ten Urarakas charging him.

"W-wait! Which one do I dodge?!" He backs up and tries valiantly to dodge through the number of clones but it's too much and the real Uraraka touches him with all five of her fingers, floating him.

"Aw crap." Kirishima slouches in the air, not able to do anything and both Uraraka and Izuku turn to face down the injured Kacchan, who bends over and laughs.

"You think you've won?!" He screeches, lifting his left arm and putting a finger through the pin on his gauntlet. "Did you forget about these, you idiot?! I've built up enough sweat to blow you sky high, Deku!"

"You know I can dodge it, Kacchan! There's no point!" Izuku yells, knowing full well what was about to happen.

"Yeah, I know I couldn't hit you, nerd. But can you say the same about her?" Dread fills Izuku as the gauntlet moves, now pointing at Uraraka. "Since you're such a better hero than me, then save her!"

"Young Bakugo! Wait-"

"Take this!" Kacchan pulls the pin and squeezes the trigger. The blonde sees Izuku dive in front of Uraraka as they are both engulfed by a blast that rocks the entire building, blowing a huge hole in the opposite wall. "THAT'S RIGHT! I WIN SHITTY DEKU!"

"Piece of advice, Kacchan." The explosion user looks like he's swallowed a lemon when Izuku reappears in front of him, holding a weightless couch. "Be more aware. Even though I couldn't turn Uraraka invisible, I knew you'd be so focused on me, you'd still never see her coming."

Kacchan gasps as Uraraka grabs his arm, making him weightless. Izuku smiles genuinely. "Batter up!" He swings the couch into the angry boy who flies into the nearest wall, creating cracks in it. Uraraka releases her quirk and Kacchan lands on the ground in an unceremonious heap.

Izuku walks up and wraps the other boy's wrists with the capture tape. "I win, Kacchan."

The Pomeranian lifts his head up defiantly and glares. "You…you used help…it doesn't…doesn't fucking count…"

"And it doesn't matter anyway because we're about to win!"

Uraraka and Izuku see Kirishima barreling toward the three bombs, his feet back on the ground since Uraraka had released her quirk. "It's gotta be the middle one!" Kirishima jumps, hands outstretched to secure his team's victory.

Thankfully, he was able to harden himself in time after going through the bomb and hitting the ground.

"And that's time in the round! Villain team, WINS!"

Izuku and Uraraka cheer, the former going stiff and red when the latter hugs him. Uraraka, after realizing what she's done, jumps back red as well. Huh, she must've exhausted herself more than he realized. "G-good job, Deku."

Izuku's need to make sure others feel good about themselves temporarily takes over any other embarrassing feelings he may be having. "S-same to you. You were right, w-we make a good team."

She giggles, still a little red. "Those banks don't stand a chance, huh?"

Izuku chuckles along, calming down a bit. "First the banks, then the world?"

She raises an eyebrow. "I think you're letting your win as a villain get to you."

He gives her a half-smile. "I didn't hear a no?"

She smiles back. "I guess you didn't."

The two smile at each for another second before whatever was happening is interrupted by Kirishima running over. "That was great, guys! You kicked our butts through and through! But I gotta ask, which bomb is the real one?"

"About that…" Izuku twists his hand and all three bombs disapear. "None of them were!"

"WHAT?!" Kacchan is back on his feet, somehow, limping toward them. "The fuck do you mean, none of them were real?!"

Izuku shrugs, unable to keep the smug smile off his face. "The real bomb was invisible and upstairs the whole time. It was never here."

Kirishima points to him and back at where the fake bombs were a couple of times. "So-so-so wait! I thought you just made copies of the bomb!"

"Nope!" Izuku makes sure to look Kacchan in the eye. "The best way to trick someone, is to make them think they solved the trick."

"Wow! I couldn't tell at all!" Kirishima exclaims. "How good are your illusions?"

"So good I can be talking to you and you'd never notice when I switched to a decoy," Izuku says, enjoying Kirishima's confused face. Two more decoys appear around them.

"But now…"

"Which of us…"

"Is real!"

The three laugh while Kirishima stares intently trying to figure out this new puzzle before a new voice cuts in. "None of you are."

The three Izukus gape at Uraraka, whose head is tilted in thought. "It's just like the bomb, isn't it? You're making him think you copied yourself?"

The real Izuku emerges next to her, dispelling his three clones. How? His mind is racing. Besides his dad, no one had ever guessed one of his tricks before? What happened?!

Was it because he did the same thing? He's done that before and no one noticed? What was different this time? How had he messed up? Ok, relax. Everything's alright, you're still in control.

"Everything alright, Deku?"

You know what? It's probably okay. He's sure this happened to dad when he was younger too. He can ask him about it the next time he sees him. He's alright. He's safe.

"I'm fine." Izuku gives her an easy smile. "C'mon, let's get back!"

Back in the monitor room, Izuku, Uraraka, and Kirishima stood in front of their classmates. Kacchan had been taken by bots to Recovery Girl's office.

"To start things off…" All Might begins slowly. "I want to say you all performed adequately. That being said…young Midoriya…"

"Yes, All Might? The very best hero instructor I've ever had?" Izuku asks sweetly, putting on his best innocent smile.

"Wait, the best?"

"Sir!" Yaoyorozu, no. "I feel the need to inform you that you are also our only hero course instructor so far!" His dad always told him that if he ever wanted someone's life destroyed, all he'd have to do is ask him. Something he never considered…until now.

"Ah, yes." All Might clears his throat. "Thank you. As for you young Midoriya, we will be having a discussion later on about what rules you are allowed to break."

"I feel the need to clarify I didn't break any of the rules you set, sir." Izuku is trying to keep a straight face but Kaminari's laughter is not helping.

"We will continue this later, but for now. We move on with class! Now, who do we believe was the MVP of the round?"

"It was Uraraka, Sensei," Yaoyorozu states with the utmost certainty. "Bakugo never even attempted to work with his partner or come up with a plan. Kirishima didn't offer any ideas of his own. And I can see why Midoriya would be in the running for most of you. His plan with the cameras and the bomb was well executed, and he had control of his fight with Bakugo at all times, however, he never took the exercise seriously. There were several points he could've ended the match prematurely but did not because it was not 'fun.' Uraraka meanwhile, offered several ideas to her team that were used, was instrumental in taking down their opponents, and never wavered from the purpose of the exercise. That is why she is the MVP."

The class stares at the heiress, dumbfounded. Even Izuku, who had a great deal of experience in long-winded explanations, was caught off guard.

Seemingly unaware of the confoundment she brought upon her classmates, Yaoyorozu continued, "I am, nevertheless, a bit confused about one thing. Midoriya, how exactly does your quirk work? I have several theories but none of them seem to offer a complete explanation."

"I am curious as well, Monsieur Midoriya," Aoyama adds. "It's almost as if, to say, you have multiple quirks." No one notices All Might flinch.

Seeing an opportunity to regain control of the situation, Izuku let his mischievous persona shine through. "Sure, I'll tell you!" He took a step forward and began to explain. "Well to start off, it's pretty much like two quirks in one." He sees Todoroki, because he'd obviously remember the name of the number two hero, in the back of the room actually move.

"It's illusion-projection and duplication-casting. Illusion-projection involves depicting a detailed image from outside oneself, which is perceptible in the external world, whereas duplication-casting entails recreating an exact facsimile of one's own body in its present circumstance, which acts as a true holographic mirror of its molecular structure. Understand?" Izuku explains way too quickly on purpose.

To his annoyance, Yaoyorozu nods. "That makes sense. Thank you for simplifying it, Midoriya." She will be the first to face his ire.

"You guys understood that?!" Kaminari whines.

Todoroki tilts his head toward him. "Made perfect sense to me."

"Who cares about all that?!" Two floating gloves, Hagakure, he remembers, interjects. "What I wanna know is, you can turn invisible?!"

Being complimented was the sure fire way to knock Izuku back because he can't help but scratch his cheek, a little embarrassed. "Um, well, yeah…"

"So you can choose to turn it on or off? That's so unfair!" The invisible girl complains.

Darn his need to make sure others don't feel bad about themselves. "W-well yes technically but it takes a lot to do so I can't do it very long! Plus there's always a small green light when I do it so it's not the best for stealth like you and your ability to refract light has so many possibilities-"

"My what?" Izuku's rambling is stopped by the girl's confused tone.

Izuku returns her confusion. "Your ability to refract light? You should be able to, right? If you couldn't then you wouldn't be able to see, light would just pass through you leaving you blind. But since you can see, it means you're blocking the light from passing through your eyes."

Hagakure backs up, her gloves touching what he presumes is her head. "Oh my god…how did I not…" did he say something wrong?

The pink girl who was skating on some sort of liquid yesterday, materializes in front of him. "Oooh, ooh! Ms next! I can make acid, tell me something I don't know about my quirk now!"

'What is it with the girls in this school getting so close?' "I-uh-well, you make acid?" She nods eagerly. "Can you control the solubility?"

"Yes! And the viscosity! I knew that already! Try again!" Izuku doesn't think he's ever met anyone in his life this enthusiastic. Well, except his Uncle Wade but he was excited about different things.

"W-well I n-noticed during the apprehension tests your acid didn't hurt you so you're immune to it?" Izuku asks hesitantly.

The pink girl's smile has not lowered in the slightest. "To an extent! If I produce too much it starts to hurt."

It's amazing what going into full quirk analysis mode does for a stutter. "I noticed you had no problems skating on it, so have you ever tried increasing the viscosity to the point where you could wear your acid like a protective suit? It could be both offensive and defensive! Any attacks against you would be melted and you'll be at a serious advantage if you have to fight hand to hand or just get close to someone!"

Her smile disappears and she stares at him in awe. At least he hopes that's what it is. "Oh. My. God!" She somehow gets closer. "I'm coming to you for all my quirk questions from now on! You can call me Mina!"

Analyzing a stranger's quirk, child's play. Responding to someone being so nice? He'd rather just find a hole to hide in.

Uraraka moves between them, lightly pushing the girl back. "Ok, Deku helped you with your quirk, you can move back now!" 'Is she upset? Why?'

Mina's yellow eyes look between them before she gets an 'oh' face. "My bad! You don't have to worry about me, Uraraka!"

"No, it's not like that!"

Dangit, just when he thought he was getting this social interaction thing down, he doesn't know what's happening again.

The rest of the battle trials went on mostly without any problems. The only hiccup was Yaoyorozu confirming they could use the monitor room if their quirks allowed and since he let Izuku do it, All Might had no choice but to concede, but with the caveat, they'd be a lot more specific about what they could do in the future, which calmed down Iida at least.

For the record, Yaoyorozu ended up making a drone with a camera and flying it to the monitor room to watch the cameras, he begrudgingly admitted it was awesome.

After All Might had dismissed them for the day, Izuku finds himself at his desk packing up for the day with Iida and Uraraka chatting idly next to him when a new voice surprises them.

"H-hey." Oh, it's the blue-haired boy, scratching his neck nervously and not looking at them directly. "So…you guys are going to the station right?" Izuku nods. "I was just wondering if I could join your party" he hurriedly glances at Uraraka and Iida. "I mean, your group…on the way there."

Iida and Uraraka's smiles make the answer clear. "Okay!" Izuku answers. "You can join our party, but we raid after school and usually during lunch if that's cool?"

The boy smiles in relief, just like he did earlier. The message was clear. Izuku finishes putting his supplies away. "Sorry but I'm really bad with names, what was yours again?"

"Tenko," the now-named boy answers. "Tenko Shimura."

Iida steps forward and holds out his hand. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Shimura! I am-"

"Tenko."

Like engines can, Iida stalls. "I'm sorry?"

Tenko scratches his neck more. "Tenko. Just please call me Tenko, if that's alright."

The smile returns to Iida's face. "If that is what you wish, Tenko. I am Tenya Iida." The two shake hands and Izuku realizes he's wearing artist's gloves on both of his hands! Calm down, Izuku. Give him at least a day before potentially scaring him away with your questions.

After getting properly introduced to everyone, Uraraka asks, "so Tenko, what do you like to do?"

He laughs a bit warily. "Do you guys like video games?"

"Did someone say video games?!" Even though Izuku knows he's coming, he still lets Kaminari wrap an arm around his shoulder. "Well hello like minded-people! Now, who said something about video games?" He grins eagerly at all of them.

Tenko raises his hand sheepishly. "Me. Was just asking if anyone else here liked them."

Kaminari jumps up and down, jostling Izuku in the process, raising his hand. "Me! I do! Pick me!"

Izuku can't help but laugh at the boy's energy. He raises his hand too. "Yeah, I like them too."

Uraraka slamming her hands on the desk brought the three boys' attention to her, who was boring into all of them with fire in her eyes. "I would destroy any of you in any fighting game! Just name it."

Her glare left no room for argument and they all backed down before they could even think of a response.

Iida cleans his glasses on his shirt. "While we really should be focusing on our studies and hero work, I will say that my brother was not a stranger to having me join him in a racing game."

Izuku laughs. "Yeah, Ingenium liking racing games make sense." He chokes before covering his mouth. "Oh my god Iida, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to-"

"Not a problem, Midoriya." Iida lifts his hand up to stop him and puts his glasses back on with the other. "I didn't want to advertise my relationship and receive special treatment but it was bound to come out eventually." Posing with his fists on his hips Iida declares, "yes! It is true, my older brother is the hero, Ingenium!"

"Woah!"

"I knew you were a rich kid!"

"You'd be really good for ganking."

"Anyone else here have any famous siblings?" Izuku half-jokes because he really wants to know.

"Sorry! I'm an only child," Uraraka says.

Kaminari taps his chin. "I think my dad said I have a cousin around my age? Not sure, What about you, man?" He asks Tenko.

The red-eyed boy seems to stare in the distance, his mind somewhere else for a few seconds before swallowing.

"No."

Kurogiri stares down at the newspaper reading the front-page story. Interesting. He opens the door from the back room and enters the main bar area. Shigaraki lays on the couch, watching tv.

"It would seem, All Might has found himself employment at UA," the portal user says, holding the paper so that it can be seen.

Shigaraki looks up.

AN: I am here! To hopefully help with any confusion lol. Yes, that was Tenko and he is de-aged to be the same age as the rest of the class. There is a Shigaraki but don't forget that's just a name. Haven't shown you who exactly it is or what they look like. Don't worry tho, won't make you wait long on that one. You'll know in chapter 13 heh. Anyway, that's all from me and thanks for reading!