A few days have passed since the first day of school, and whatever was said about U.A was an understatement. The school was as big as a University campus, or maybe even bigger. The main gates were so massive that I assumed it was for any giants but I never saw any. The main building itself was shaped in the letter "H" to represent the word 'Hero.' If that wasn't enough, it is surrounded by an extraordinary amount of nature that it would fool people into believing the school was built in a national park. The overall architecture, style, and agriculture left me blown away.

My first day of school was fair. I am in Class 1-H, the official Support Class; I met my classmates, and my teacher who is a Pro Hero named Power Loader. He wears a yellow helmet that reminds me of the claw of a scoop from construction machines, but he's always shirtless which I don't mind because I don't care. His hands are oversized for his body, and his left hand have orange tips on his fingernails so I assume that's where the power of his Quirk originates from. His personality is straightforward and sort of aggressive, but behind that armor you can see a caring hero who wants to push us to outperform our own expectations and his too.

First we had orientation to go to, but I won't go into detail about it. After that we went back to class where Power Loader revealed to us the purpose of the class: Build and build more. The purpose of the Support class is for us to build contraptions, or in my case 'Babies', so we may have our inventions sold to businesses. I don't mind that; I would love to make me some green. The other classes I have are English, Modern Hero Art History, Modern Literature, and Math but they aren't really important to me.

For the few days I have been here, I have to say the school does surpass my expectations about how phenomenal it is. The food is delectable; the teachers are fun and respectable, and though it's a big school, it has an easy and understandable navigation system so we don't get loss when traveling from one place to another. It really proves why it is the number one high school in the world. Though there is one downside to it from my personal preference. Every day I pass by Class 1-A on my way to class, and I am just reminded of what the projection of All Might told me and the pit of depression I was put into for a few minutes. Those few minutes felt like a lifetime to me. I can't even begin to explain the hopelessness I felt, and how I believed that I was only a burden to my parents. However, like all things; we mustn't give up even though all seems lost. It just takes a little push to get things going again, and Tony Stark gave me that push.

I spent another productive day building a new baby. This baby, that I was building was a jetpack. I've always wanted to build a jetpack but the parts I needed to construct one were illegal to toss into a trash or recycling bucket, so I was never able to refurbish one at the Center. My classmates and I are on good terms surprisingly. They leave me alone while I work, and I won't bug them. After about three days of school, they got annoyed of me and I understand why. I'm a handful to deal with, and I genuinely hate to answer questions that are deemed 'too simple' in my eyes.

The lunch bell had rung, but I never left the room. "There's still more work to be done on this baby!" I yelled out as I heard words flying around about me from my classmates. I tuned out those people a long time ago, so I wasn't focused on what they said.

"At least get something to eat, Hatsume." Power Loader told me while he was putting away the last of his tools, "Having a full stomach increases work output, and helps the brain process much more efficiently. You need the food."

"Food will come later! Time is unlimited, but also ironically limited! For we do not know when the last moments of our existence will come to a screeching halt, and fall like the Hindenburg!" My mood swings depending on the situation I am currently performing, and since I was bullied and alone a lot in school, I have almost no social skills nor complete understanding of basic human needs. Such as not knowing when I offend someone.

"Mei. I'm not debating this. Your projects will still be here, and I'll let you eat here. Just go get some damn food!" Power Loader raised his voice with clear frustrated. I have that effect on him and lots of others.

"Uuuuugh fine!" I pout as I walk out of the workshop. As I was walking out, though, I had to pass by Class 1-A again. Everywhere I walk it always ends up with me having to pass by that class. Can I not tear myself away from it? Do I go by Class 1-A constantly so I get motivation to strive to be a hero? Why do I keep doing this to myself if it hurts? And who's that pink girl and why is she getting closer?

"Oof!" I wasn't paying attention and lost in my own thoughts that I accidently walked into her. "My bad, I was in deep thoughts about why I keep walking by this class!"

"Bah! It's alright!" The girl said, completely oblivious to my last sentence. She was pink, had two yellows eyes like me, a rather slim yet fit body, poofy hair that was almost irresistible to touch, and had two cute horns sticking out of her hair. Was she an alien? Can I study her if she is? "Oooh I like your goggles!" That was shocking to hear because no one compliments my inventions besides my parents.

"Thanks! I made them myself!" I say as I point to them, "These help me see from far away distances more further then my Quirk's limits!" I say with pride in my voice.

"What's your Quirk?" She asked me with a smile. Okay, she's pretty nice, and I'm surprised on the inside because no one is ever nice to me outside my family.

"'Zoom'. I can see up to 5 kilometers or, in other words, 3 miles." I inform her, but with a bit of disdain in my voice.

The pink girl then had a giant grin on her face. "That's really cool!"

I felt as if entire universe had stopped expanding because of that comment. Cool? How is my Quirk cool?! It's useless! I shake the thoughts out of my head, so I could respond, "How is it cool?"

"Well for one, you'd be really great at spy missions! I mean, you wouldn't need to get close or use binoculars or whatever!" This girl was getting excited about my Quirk; it's kinda nice to know someone takes interest in it.

"That is true! I did not consider that option!"Although it was true I didn't consider the use of spy missions, that doesn't mean I have changed my opinion about my Quirk. "Who are you by the way?" I ask quite bluntly.

"I'm Mina Ashido! I'm from the hero course!" Mina said as she stuck out her hand with a bright smile.

Hero course huh? I guess she has a special Quirk then. I shook her hand widely, and smiled back as well, "I'm Mei Hatsume, and I'm from the Support Class!" I was shaking Mina's hand with a certain amount of force that her whole body started to shake with it. Once I let go, Mina's arm swung a bit before she regained control of it.

"Wow, you shake pretty hard." Mina joked as she crossed her arms over chest. "Since you have told me your Quirk, I'll tell you mine." Mina then created this gray substance out of her hand and showed it to me. It looked pretty cool. I was about to touch it until she grabbed my hand to prevent me from doing so. "It's acid, don't touch it."

"Acid?!" I say, my smile widening as Mina had a nervous smile on her face. Was I creeping her out? I hope not, but that doesn't matter right now! "Wow! If you could stockpile it, you could have a whole arsenal ready beforehand so you wouldn't have to use it right there and then! If you do get tired from using it, then it'll be pretty handy to have a container full of it! Ooooh an excellent idea would be to make grenades or a specialized water gun that can hold the acid and fire it for medium to long distance-" Mina put her over my mouth as she was giggling.

"Girl calm down. You sound like one of my classmates named Midoriya." She then paused, "Are you related to him? 'Cause that thing you just did is what he does." Mina asked as I moved her hand away.

"Nope! I have no one named Midoriya in my family!" I respond.

"Well, okay then. We have a Quirk weapons expert and a Quirk researcher in this school. Sounds like a recipe for destruction now that I think about it." Mina said as she walked over to an open window and dropped the acid to the ground.

Quirk researcher, huh? He sounds interesting. I don't research Quirks, but having that type of person at my side would definitely improve my babies capabilities and allow my ideas to expand. If I'm lucky, he'll be willing to help. And by willing I mean having no choice.

"Hatsume."

I snap out of my trance and aim my focus onto Mina, "Yeah?"

"I actually have detention, and I shouldn't miss it." Mina admitted with an embarrassed look. "I want to ditch it, but I like being in my class." Mina said as she opened the Class 1-A door, "See ya later!" She then entered the room and closed the door.

'See ya later?' That's only implied if I am going to be seeing Mina again and to socialize with her. "Did I just make a friend?" I ask myself as I walk towards the cafeteria. Truth be told, I really didn't come here to make friends because I don't trust people, but I can't help but feel happy now. Hey, maybe this might just work out, I mean, she likes my Quirk so that says something.

As I was walking to the Cafeteria again an alarm went off and the intercoms sounded off. "There has been a level 3 security breach. All students please evacuate outdoors promptly." Before I could react, I felt a horde of students pass by me as I almost fell over. I was able to keep my balance and barely ride with the wave of students as they all panicked and tried to get outside. Everyone kept telling people to 'move', 'watch it', 'get out of the way', or whatever else came to mind while pushing and shoving each other out of the way. It was just creating unnecessary chaos.

As I was desperately trying to survive this mob, I was hit from the side when some green haired student was pushed into me. I almost fell over, but he managed to grab me and get me backup before I became a floor mat. "Thanks!" I say to him. His facial expression showed that he was frightened, but able to remain calm enough to think straight.

"Sorry! I was pushed into you!" Both of us were pushed again as we fought to keep our footing. "This is too much! Everyone is in such disarray it's becoming dangerous! People are starting to get trampled now!" He yelled out as we then saw someone flying around in the air.

"Well ain't he lucky!" I yell out as I watch him crash into a wall. "Nevermind." If there wasn't a mass panic right now, I would be on the floor laughing.

"EVERYONE, EVERYTHING IS FINE!" The crowd suddenly stopped when he yelled out to them. His voice was clear, bold, concise, and commanding like if he was a leader. "It is just the media! There is nothing to panic about! Everything's fine!" His gaze turned more to us as he kept reassuring everyone, "This is U.A! Let us act in a way befitting the best of the best!" I could feel the aura of the crowd suddenly turn calm, and a few seconds later, someone near the window pointed out that the police had arrived.

Both the green haired student and I breathed a sigh of relief as I turned to him, "You okay?" I ask him as he looked at me. I don't know what happened, but suddenly his entire expression and demeanor changed from relaxing to nervous. From what I can assume out of it, he is probably nervous around girls.

He shakes his head slightly as he fumbles his words around a bit before calming himself enough to reply back whilst looking at me, "Y-Y-Yeah, h-how about y-you?"

I smile a little at the poor boy, "Yeah. Thanks again for helping me up; I was sure I was going to be trampled."

He smiles slightly, his shoulders relaxing slightly from their tensed state. "That's good."

I look back to the flying kid who is getting down from the wall, "Do you know who that was just now? The flying guy?" I ask him while facing him again.

He blinks once before answering, "Oh, his name is Tenya Iida. He's actually in my class." He says with a bright smile.

"Oh? What's your class?"

"I'm in the Hero course!" He told me with enthusiasm in his voice.

Another student from the hero course? How many am I going to meet today? I shake my thoughts away as I respond back to him, "Support class. I'll be repairing and building whatever you need!" I express quite happily and enthusiastically.

His body jerked a bit from my random outburst of excitement, but he chuckles a little before returning his focus. By now, his posture is relaxed completely. "Well in that case, I might as well introduce myself." He then sticks out his hand, "I'm Izuku Midoriya."

*Flashback*

"Girl, calm down. You sound like one of my classmates named Midoriya."

*End Flashback*

So this is Midoriya. I look him up and down as I examine his body, face, and posture. Well…he's kinda cute. I shake his hand with the same vigor as I did with Mina. "Mei Hatsume!" I reply as I take my hand away, and Midoriya's hand actually slaps him in the face when I let go. It took me all my power to not laugh at Midoriya as he rubbed his face.

"Ow…" Midoriya complained a little as he moves his hand away from his face, "Are you always this hyper?"

"Truth be told, I'm not actually. People tend to mistake that for me, but that's because I am building something or I'm near something fascinating. I can be calm and collected...to an extent." I say as I twiddled my thumbs, "There are times when I am hyper for no reason, but that's just me." I know I am a weird person, but I like me.

"Oh? It's like me with Quirks. I can't help but get excited whenever someone mentions them." As soon as he said Quirks, I knew this was the Quirk researcher Mina talked about. Now thinking about Quirks, I wonder…

"What's your Quirk?" At that moment, Midoriya tensed up again and his eyes darted a bit as if he wasn't expecting the question. I mean, I did say it out of nowhere, but does he really have to act jumpy about it?

"I...um…" He looks down, but keeps his eyes on me, "My Quirk is a strength enhancer, but whenever I use it, my arms break…" The only thought going through my mind is how inconvenient that is. But if he was able to get into the hero course, then he must be able to control it at least. Before I could tell him my Quirk, the intercoms speak once more.

"All students, the lockdown is over. Please report to your next class at this time."

Midoriya looks up for a second before he smiles at me again, "Well, I have to get going. Nice meeting you Hatsume, let's meet each other again!" He says to me before he jogs to his next class. I watch him go until he is out of my sight before I start making my way back to Power Loader's workshop. "Mina and Midoriya…" Evidently, I made two friends without intending to, nor with the interesting of making any. I can feel myself smiling at the thought, though, because deep down I knew I've wanted friends for a long while now, and I am not going to let this chance pass me by.

The school day had ended a little early that day due to the media's interference; I get the feeling it was a little more than that, but it's not my business. I wasn't able to finish my jetpack because of that, and it sucks as I can not take home with me so I could work on it more. My agenda has been pushed back, I need to work extra fast tomorrow.

When I get home, I am greeted by the smell of Soba being freshly made. My stomach starts to rumble as I am reminded that I didn't have lunch today. Once I am inside and close the door, I hear small running footsteps coming towards me. I smile as I know it's Sprocket.

"Hiya Sprocket!" I get on one knee and open my arms as she runs into my arms, and licks my face with her cold, dry tongue. I rub her body all over as I get a different smell in my nostrils, but this one was nasty. "Oof, you need a cleaning girl." I giggle a bit as I let go of Sprocket and walk to the living room. My dad was watching baseball on the TV while my mother was making the Soba. "Hello mommy, hello daddy!" I say with a gleeful smile while walking over to hug my dad.

My mother waves at me with a smile while my dad hugs me back with a smile of his own, "Hey Barbie. How was school today?" I lightly hit him on the head for that joke as he chuckles, and we break the hug.

"I made two friends today!" I say as I am getting full of adrenaline.

Both of my parents stop what they are doing and look at me with surprise. This wasn't ordinary news to them, in fact, this is the first time they ever heard of me touching on the subject of 'friends'. My mom was the first to break her shock, "That is fantastic news sweetie!" My mom yells out as she finishes making the Soba before running over to me. "Who are they?! Are they nice?! Are they in your class?! How do they look?! Are they…" This is where I get my excessive talking from. My mother was a very social person in school, so when I was born and she was talking to her friends, I was exposed to her fast and uptempo chatter. I started to develop this once I was old enough finish complete sentences. My adrenaline came from my mother, while creativity comes from my father.

My dad tapped my mother's shoulder as she caught herself talking and flushed lightly. "So, tell us Hatsume." My dad asked me. I went into full detail about what happened during lunch, how I met Mina and Midoriya, the panic that happened, and how Mina said my Quirk was cool. "See?" My dad beamed at me, "Others can like your Quirk, she found it cool like how others could too." I shifted a bit as I kept standing. Mina did like my Quirk, but it doesn't replace how I feel about it.

"So. How was this 'Midoriya'?" My mom asked me with a weird tone I never heard her use before.

"Uhhh...okay, I guess?" I shrug before straightening myself out, "He is Quirk researcher. He loves to know more about Quirks just as much as I would love to know more about discovery. I noticed he was also a shy person because after the emergency passed, he got all flustered and tense. It's as if he has never talked to girls before." My mom simply nodded her head while my dad shook his head before chucking again.

"He's probably nervous because he is talking to a beautiful girl." My dad jested towards me while I groaned.

"Daaaaaaaad, stop!" I say as I stick my tongue out at him, which in turn, only makes him laugh.

My mother rubs my head as she kissed my dads cheek, "Soba is done." She says as we all move towards the kitchen.

After I had finished my Soba, I excused myself to my room. Recently, I have been exploring more about who Tony Stark is and what I found leaves me in awe, and a bit conflicted. Tony is a genius no doubt, and some of his technology and research is still ahead of my time's technology such as his Model 50 armor. As a person though, Tony is a mixed bag of personalities. He is narcissistic, arrogant, and kind of a dick. But he is also a self sacrificing, caring, and generous individual. He wasn't perfect like everyone and even did very questionable things, but in the end, he died a hero. Tony wasn't perfect, but he was a good man.

I had discovered a site that was made by Tony himself before he died, and I have spent numerous hours exploring the site and taking in every detail I come across. The site goes over Tony's life as a hero and the person outside of the suit. He gives details about his Arc Reactor, all of his suits, his enemies, AI's, and plenty of other inventions and encounters that he experienced during his life. The most extraordinary feature on the site is the built-in AI of Tony himself. Like Siri or Cortana, this site has an AI of Tony to help you navigate around the website and to answer any questions you have that only relate to the site. Of course, he implemented his own personality into the AI too.

"Do you have a life outside of this website, Hatsume? I mean do you talk to any boys or girls if you swing that way?" The AI of Tony sarcastically said after I opened up the website.

"Smartass." I say to it as I got no response. "Tony, please look up the Model 50, and open a new tab of your 'What makes a Hero' speech." I request as the AI does as told and opens them up. 'What makes a Hero.' That speech of his is what drives me to be a hero, and ever since I heard it, I have never stopped listening to it since then. Everytime I get onto the website, I ask for Tony to open it up and I still get the same chills I felt the first time I heard it.

"Heroes are made by the paths they choose, not the powers they are graced with. I was born with superior intelligence, and that didn't help me punch out villains. So when I was rejected my request for a hero license, I didn't roll over and bitch about it. Instead, I used my intelligence to build a suit. A suit that everyone knows today as 'Iron Man'. I was rejected and told I could never be a hero, but look at me now. I'm one of the top three heroes in the world, and I'm just in a suit of armor. When someone says you can't do it, your first words should either be, 'Why can't I?' or 'Yes I can.' Everyone is capable of being a hero. It just depends how much work you're willing to put into it to become one."

I never get to do research on the Model 50 Armor as I can't help but replay the speech over and over again. I'm addicted to it, and I feel like I should be concerned about this addiction, but I just can't stop feeling this inspiration that flows through my blood. I smile widely and look at the floating Tony AI. "Someday, I will be a hero like you. I will build my own suit and show everyone that I can be a hero just like everyone else." I say as I turn around and look around my room. Inventions everywhere to display my love for inventing, and soon, my weapons for my heroics.

"A suit like mine. Well, I have to say you are nowhere near my level of intelligence yet, but you do possess some potential."

I frantically jump out of my seat and look around in surprise, confusion, and slight anxiety. "W-w-what?! W-w-who said that?!"

"Look at your screen."

I look at my computer and see the AI of Tony looking around as if he can see my room, "Well, I must say you have quite a good number of inventions in your room, for a beginner. Although the puppy is a marvelous invention for someone of your caliber." I could only stare at the screen as there are no words to describe my level of 'shock' right now. The AI. Tony Stark's AI was actually looking into my room. Tony suddenly grew a body and snapped his fingers, "Hello? Anyone home, or is that big noggin of yours empty now?"

"W...what…" I slowly towards my computer..

"Hello Hatsume, I am Tony Stark."