Hikari's mother took the news of her daughter becoming an intern at a pro hero's office with enthusiasm.

Toshinori was more or less swept along by the force of nature that was Hikari's mother. She had taken one look at his overworked nature and more or less convinced him to stay for dinner.

Hikari had to keep from cracking up at the baffled look on her favorite hero's face.

She couldn't help but comment on it in a voice just a bit too low for her mother to properly hear.

"The great and powerful All Might, defeated by a mother."

Toshinori blinked, before he cautiously cracked a smile.

"My reputation might never recover," he shot back.

His friends that knew of his secret might rib him about it, but that would be the extent of it.

If he was surprised by the strong hug Hikari gave him because he chose to train her, he said nothing. But it left a comforting warmth that he kept with him.

A few days later...

"You are now officially my new intern," said Toshinori.

Hikari knew she would be framing this later.

"Good thing my school allows students some leeway regarding part-time jobs for scholarship reasons."

There was certain paperwork her mother had to file (mostly for liability reasons), but the end result was that she could legitimately claim she had entered an internship with a pro hero office in the hopes of obtaining a 'special scholarship' for her high school. The more prestigeous the school, the more expensive paying for it could get. Especially in a place like UA.

Seeing the rather cluttered beach, she started to get a sinking suspicion about why they were here.

"So...why are we at this beach?"

"To be quite blunt, your body isn't strong enough to handle One for All right away. You're in better condition than most, but the amount of internal strength needed to be able to use the power is a bit too low," said Toshinori.

He had found that Hikari preferred the blunt truth, without any prettied up lies. At least in regards to certain information.

"Which is why I'm going to be cleaning up the beach," said Hikari, already guessing his plan. "Fantastic."

"It was the best I could come up with on short notice, and this place is fairly secluded which means a lesser risk to people reporting All Might sightings in an odd area," said Toshinori.

"No, I totally get why you picked this area. I'm sure it could be beautiful once it's cleaned up," said Hikari. She eyed the piles of garbage with open dismay. "Do you mind if I bring gloves for next time?"

"If you can't find any let me know," said Toshinori. "Just in case I have Recovery Girl on speed dial if something happens, especially if you get any cuts. Considering the amount of garbage on the beach the last thing you need is to catch something."

Hikari brought out a surprisingly well stocked first aid kit.

"Just in case," she said.

Toshinori got her started on some basic clean up, since she didn't have any gloves to protect her hands from the sharp edges on the heavier parts.

It was a good thing she didn't have much of a social life outside of her website and various hobbies, otherwise the next few months were likely to be very taxing on her.

Several months later...

If she wasn't already used to drinking some truly questionable smoothies over the years for the extra nutrients, she would have done more than just grimace at having to eat one of All Might's hairs.

She didn't complain, as she knew all too well that the only way she would be able to overcome the fact that all of her potential classmates had years of experience learning how to use their quirks was through hard work and perseverance. Especially since she had only two months to get used to it before the UA exam.

She had little doubt she'd pass the written exam...but she knew that the practical usually involved fighting a lot of robots and earning points.

Ironically it was her drive to learn how to fight without having to rely on a quirk that helped her the most.

Martial arts had thousands of years of rich history behind it, and had been around longer than quirks were even a possibility. Though most had fallen out of favor due to the popularity of flashy quirks, a girl like Hikari was openly encouraged in those classes to learn as it provided a measure of self-defense training.

Hikari was a second-dan in Aikido, and a black belt in Jiujitsu, Qi Gong and Tai Chi. With her lack of social life and the fact that the dojos only taught on certain days of the week, she had plenty of time to train. Add in the instructional videos she found online and she had a strong base to work with in learning how to use One for All, which to all appearances was a 'strength' based quirk that would pair well with martial arts.

Parkour just gave her an extra level of dexterity, balance and agility.

Hikari would forever remember the absolutely disbelieving expression All Might had on his face when she demonstrated a light use of One for All. It had worn her out to the point she needed to visit Recovery Girl for a brief session, but the fact she could use it at all without breaking anything aside from extreme fatigue was enough to shock the two pro heroes.

To be fair, if it wasn't for her martial arts training...specifically Qi Gong and Tai Chi (or at least the meditation aspects of it)...she never would have figured it out so quickly.

She couldn't just use it as a last resort...the first time she did that she had broken more than a few bones, and the pain had spurred her to into avoiding a repeat.

Treating One for All as a natural part of her circulatory system had worked wonders on her understanding of how to use it.

All Might would help her refine it as much as possible with some light sparring, however the rest of her summer was going to be actually interning at his office since she was serious about that.

Well, that and working on her website, which was her main source of income and had been helping her mother over the years when money was tight due to unexpected repairs.

She made more doing professional quirk assessments for pro heroes (either for personal use or for their children) than her mother did working as an office worker.

This was it. Her best shot at becoming a pro hero, at a school she had always dreamed about for years.

If she passed the initial exam, she would be granted a scholarship which would off-set the costs of her education. Just a single year alone was more than her mother generally made, and without the scholarship they would have to pay in installments.

"What the hell are you doing here?" seethed Bakugo.

"I'm here for the exam, not that it's any concern of yours," said Hikari curtly.

"But you're a quirkless loser! What would UA want with you?" sneered Bakugo.

Hikari said nothing, silently seething. She had little doubt she could pass this exam, and the first thing she was going to write at the top of Bakugo's assessment would be that he needed an attitude adjustment and a possible psychological exam to determine if he had the right mindset for pro hero work.

With his behavior and swearing habit, he wasn't likely to make it far regardless of how flashy and impressive his quirk was. Especially considering how he treated her for years.

The written exam was ridiculously easy, but then again UA tended to go for the flashy quirks and only ever promoted those whose quirks were actually useful during the sports exam. She never understood why they insisted on the whole 'robots' theme for the practical.

Heroes like Eraserhead would have had a very tough time getting through that exam and it would only be during the sports festival that his true worth as a hero would have come out.

She really, really hoped she did well enough to get into his class. Out of all the teachers at the school, she respected his professional opinion the highest.

Very few people would be willing to expel or downgrade entire classrooms full of potential pro heroes after two months, but Aizawa Shouta was known for it.

The main reason he got away with doing it was because his assessments were usually spot on regarding his student's potential.

This was going to be a long day, she just knew it.

An hour later...

Spotting the straight laced teen who had called her out rather rudely during the explanation of the practical exam, Hikari felt she had to say something.

"I seriously doubt your brother would be happy if he knew you had deliberately singled out a potential classmate when it's not even your first day," she commented.

"Excuse me?" he said irate.

"You're the younger brother of the popular hero Ingenium, right? You look a lot like him," said Hikari by way of explanation.

The other teen looked startled she recognized him as Ingenium's younger brother.

"I didn't mean to single you out. I just thought we should take these exams seriously."

"It's one thing to tell someone off for not taking a practical seriously. It's another to single them out in an auditorium when the only 'crime' they were committing was quietly chatting with someone else in a tone low enough that no one was disturbed by it," said Hikari firmly. "It's okay to be nervous, considering this is the first real step to becoming a pro hero like your brother. Just try not to snap at others for it."

He looked suitably chastised.

"I'll keep that in mind, Miss..."

"Midoriya Hikari," she replied, holding out her hand.

"Tenya Iida," he said, shaking it firmly. He seemed a bit less tense now.

Hikari looked at the UA crest with some trepidation. This was it. This was the moment she found out whether she passed or failed the practical. She wasn't too sure, considering the fact that she wasn't able to destroy a lot of robots before she had to rescue that one girl from the Zero Pointer.

Hearing the voice of her mentor saying she had passed (mostly due to the sheer amount of rescue points she got from helping that bubbly girl from the robot) caused her knees to go weak.

Her mother hugged her tightly with relief.

Hikari was still in shock as she started to babble about the paperwork needed to get a scholarship since she interned with All Might's office.

One of the perks about the scholarship was that it opened her up to potentially acting as a teacher's assistant during some of the classes in later years.

A month and a half later...

Hikari was already on cloud nine for getting in, and there was very little that would dampen her enthusiasm.

Even if that pest Bakugo was in her class.

The second she saw their teacher, she perked up and paid attention. A fact that did not go unnoticed if the odd look their homeroom teacher gave her was any indication.

Spotting the boy from her exam, she wandered over to his direction, ignoring Bakugo's glare with practiced ease.

He recognized her immediately.

"You're the girl from the practical. Hikari-san, wasn't it?"

"Glad we're classmates, Iida-san," said Hikari cheerfully.

"I told my brother what you said to me before the practical began. He was rather impressed on how you handled it."

His older had been more sympathetic than anything and was glad his little brother was at least trying to make friends that saw past his straight-laced exterior.

Hikari was having a lot of fun talking with the others. It was nice to make friends who didn't immediately judge her like before.

Hopefully the teachers would curb Bakugo's bullying habit. If he tried that nonsense again in UA, she was going to beat his ass to the curb during official combat practice.

All Might had confided in her that he would be teaching the active combat class which simulated a 'villain versus hero' scenario.

He had been incredibly nervous, which was why Hikari had been doing her best to help him practice on the side since she would be a student at the school anyway.

If nothing else, All Might could rope her in as his teacher's assistant.

At least he could repeat his lines now without having to look at the cheat sheet. That was all she could ask for at this point.

Out of their classmates, only Hikari was unsurprised by the fact that Aizawa-sensei bluntly told them that if they didn't take this test seriously he would expel the lot of them. What they didn't know was that the pro hero also used this particular test to create the videos to send to Eclipse for a Quirk Analysis report.

A few days later...

Aizawa Shouta, aka Eraserhead, looked at the e-mail he got from Eclipse.

It took him a few minutes to realize there was an assessment missing, which had never happened before.

Confused, he immediately went onto the site and logged in. The site said Eclipse was online at the moment.

Eraserhead- I'm missing one of the assessments I asked for.

Eclipse- which one?

Eraserhead- Midoriya Hikari.

Eclipse-...All Might didn't say anything to the staff?

Eraserhead- Tell us what?

Eclipse- Ask him who Eclipse really is and why he didn't think to mention it to the principal or the rest of the staff. If he needs convincing, just say that you know Eclipse knows the true identity of his secretary.

Aizawa was thoroughly alarmed now. The fact Toshinori Yagi, who acted as the public secretary of All Might, was actually the hero himself was a secret that was kept close to only a limited number of people for security reasons. The fact Eclipse hinted that she knew about the true face of All Might was more than a little worrying. It also didn't explain why he was missing an analysis on one of his students.

He took his job as a teacher seriously. He got up to confront All Might and get an explanation.

In the teacher's lounge...

"Toshinori-san...is there any reason you failed to tell us that someone else knows the 'true identity' of All Might's personal secretary?" demanded Aizawa.

Present Mic choked on his tea.

"Wait, what?" he said alarmed.

"I just got a message from Eclipse, and they said they knew who All Might's secretary actually was. And that I was to ask you why I was missing a student profile."

Rather than look alarmed like they expected, he looked more sheepish.

"Oops?"

"Oops? Is that all you can say to something like that?" said Present Mic incredulous.

"I forgot about it, okay? I was busy trying to get Eclipse into the proper shape to handle One for All and it completely slipped my mind to say anything!"

"Wait... you know the true identity of Eclipse? The mysterious admin who runs the most popular and comprehensive Quirk website?" said Midnight, having walked in.

"You chose Eclipse as the next inheritor of your quirk?" said Aizawa.

His mind raced, and suddenly the missing profile made perfect sense.

"You have to spill! You have to be the only person around who knows who the mysterious Eclipse is!" said Midnight.

"No wonder I'm missing a profile. It's rather hard to do an analysis of yourself after all," said Aizawa tiredly.

He took out his phone and started the chat up with Eclipse.

Eraserhead- Is the reason I'm missing a profile because you can't perform an analysis of yourself?

Eclipse- that and I was quirkless until All Might offered to train me. The last thing I want to do is taint my reputation with a bad analysis.

Eraserhead- you do realize that your relationship with Bakugo Katsuki would fall under that category.

Eclipse- I was dead serious about him needing a second evaluation. The teachers at our old school kept overlooking a lot of behavior that would be unacceptable for heroes so long as they didn't break any actual school rules or bring bad publicity to them. He used his quirk to bully a lot of the weaker students and none of the teacher bothered to reprimand him for it. I know one of his old crowd was a complete pervert who never should have been accepted into a hero school and I will stand by that.

Aizawa had noticed the teen was highly abrasive, but hadn't thought it was worth noting since a few months of proper training could help.

However he had never known Eclipse to lie on an assessment and if it was as bad as she implied it was worth taking the time to do a proper exam.