Man, U.A turned out to be so much fun!

Izuku thought as he finished writing the notes of the last match of the day, Eijirou and Mashirao as the heroes against Tsuyu and Tenya as the villains. Unlike other matches this one was an all out physical bout, and it was really hard to tell which one of the two teams had a definitive advantage.

The villains were certainly more nimble and agile, but that didn't matter when their objective was to guard the bomb, meanwhile while Eijirou's hardening quirk could theoretically power through most obstacles, but Tenya had the plan to move the bomb away from him rather than try to move the brawler. Meanwhile Tsuyu was pestering and distracting Mashirao to keep him from helping his teammate.

It was a seemingly solid strategy but against their opponents all that was needed was a single mistake and it all came crumbling down.

The whole fight was so constantly in that uncertainty of whether or not the heroes would overcome it that for a second Izuku doubted that All Might really did a random lottery to select the groups and fights, instead rigging the system to allow for stuff like this to happen. (Though then he remember than Shouto Todoroki's fight and his own both ended less than a minute after they began)

Eventually, the heroes did overcome it, a window of opportunity taken by the tailed teen who captured the frog in a lock before wrapping the tape around her arm. From then on, all they had to do was corner Tenya and-

"You really enjoy this, Midoriya," Ochako, who was walking alongside him, said, amused by his mumbling and quick writing.

"I- u-uh," he blushed, embarrassed, but smiled nonetheless, "yeah, sorry. It's just, observing these things is kinda a hobby of mine. I get a little too lost in it from time to time… It has actually earned me a bit of pain."

"Oh? How so?"

"If it's a harmful habit, perhaps you should try to get rid of it." Tenya suggested, "While the value in your notes is undeniable, health comes first!"

"No, no, it's just…" He chuckled, realizing it might sound worse than it actually was, "Kacchan, rather than snap me out of it, he slaps me out of it, kinda, hehe…"

The blank stares that followed that sentence told that they did take it a little bit worse than it was.

"You know?" Kyoka said, "I can totally see that."

"Really?" Ochako asked with a tilted head, "He seemed a bit rude, but not aggressive."

"It's not like it's that violent," Izuku interjected, "we've hit each other way harder when sparring. It was more like a punch to the arm, y'know? Kinda like your jack stabs, Jirou. Kacchan is way more calm than he seems."

As if mocking him, said individual was heard shortly after, when they stepped out of the main building. Yelling. Angrily.

"Get here, you damn nerd! I want to ask something to you and your fucking group!"

Worst thing was, that the blonde wasn't alone in the sentiment. Kind of. He was accompanied by Itsuka and another two that Izuku didn't really recognize. And all three of them also looked a little bit upset. Not nearly quite as much as Katsuki, obviously.

"Hard to not be more calm than what he looks like right now." Kyoka commented, it did get a chuckle out of him and Ochako, at least.

"Well, if you want, you guys can go ahead, I'll check in what he wants to talk about." He didn't want to get friends dragged into whatever that was.

"I doubt they would cause trouble in school grounds, so I'm inclined to know what has them all in that mood," Tenya said.

"Well, my ma and pa are forgiving on the time as long as I arrive safe, so I think I'll join. Kinda curious about what this is about."

"And I want to see what has him fuming."

With that, the four of them approached the group of 1-B, who didn't waste time getting to the issue at hand.

"What did you do in heroics?" Katsuki asked immediately.

"You know, you could have started with introductions." Itsuka said with arms crossed. "It does kinda look like we're upset at them."

"Ugh, fine. Guys, this is the nerd, Ears, Glasses and Cheeks. Nerd, this is Kendo, Tinman and Rat Bastard."

He was slapped in the back of the head by Itsuka shortly after.

"Seriously!?"

"What!? It was either Rat Bastard or Copy Bastard!"

"Not the point!"

"Yes! Stop being so rude to your fellow classmates!"

"How come he only said Kendo's name?" Tetsutetsu complained.

"None of your damn business, Tinman!"

"I kinda blackmailed him," Kendo said, a bit ashamed when looking back on it.

"That is one way to get Kacchan to use your name," Izuku said with a chuckle.

"Blackmail!? "

"Actually, you're childhood friends, aren't you? Then why doesn't he use your name?"

"Because I still use the nickname I've been using for him since we were… what? Four? One day he said that he'd stop calling me Zucchan, so I'd have to stop calling him Kacchan. I didn't want that so he swore he'd never call me by name until I stop doing that. At this point we're seeing who'll break first."

"That's surprisingly petty coming from you, Midoriya," Jirou commented from the side.

"Yeah, but!" the silver haired teen interrupted, "let me make it clear, the name's Tetsutetsu!"

"And mine is Neito Monoma, a pleasure," he smiled and extended his hand towards Izuku.

Kacchan called him Copy Bastard. That plus his sudden offering… Guess he must be able to copy Quirks on touch. That's so cool!

Izuku gladly shaked the offered hand, which surprised the other boy a bit, "I'm Midoriya. Nice to meet you. Behind me is Jirou, Tenya and Uraraka."

"Yo," the former greeted with a raised hand.

"A pleasure. Hope we can all get along as we pursue heroics."

"Hey, hope we can be good friends!" While the latter waved.

"As for what we did?" He got back on topic, "Indoor combat. A heroes vs villains simulation, in a way."

"We even got to wear our costumes!" Ochako quickly showed a picture in her phone, a selfie showing her, Kyouka, Tenya and Izuku in full gear, along with a couple of other 1-A students in the background. Only Uraraka seemed to be prepared and posing for it.

Katsuki stared at the picture before looking at his friend. "What's with that Super Sentai looking costume?"

Mainly a green bodysuit with white accents, with helmet, visor and all, thankfully no shoulder pads.

"Oh, well, the main purpose of costumes is to be recognized as a hero, and I figured that was good enough, that helmet, which is also retractable, works for protection against the head so I don't lose concentration easily from blows, while also being a good way to keep the air out of my eyes if I manage to fly really fast at one p-"

"Okay, I got it. Back to what matters, who was the teacher?" Katsuki asked.

"Oh, it was All Might!" Ochako answered. "He's kind of a funny teacher, actually."

The four 1-B students exchanged a glance.

"So, he is teaching here." Neito said, "They've kept it a relative secret, he wasn't around in the ceremony."

"But why do they get to be taught by the number one and not us, huh!?"

"Maybe he'll be alternating between classes…?" Itsuka said.

"Um, excuse me," Izuku interrupted, "Is this the point of the conversation…?"

"Pretty much," Itsuka answered. Out of the four, she seemed the least upset by it, "We overheard some other students saying they saw All Might enter your class and we just wanted to confirm it."

"Huh… Well, uh, not sure how much my word is worth here, but… It isn't that big of a deal?"

That got everyone's attention, the unasked question of exactly how being taught by the number one hero in Japan wasn't that big of a deal was deafening even in silence.

"I- look, he isn't that experienced as a teacher, even I can tell."

"Midoriya, to question our teacher's wisdom is the height of folly!"

"No, wait!" Ochako said, "Remember, he was reading a teaching guidebook during the class when he thought we weren't looking."

"Are we sure that was a guidebook? Perhaps it could have been bullet points on important points to teach us."

"Yeah, the title was Teaching for Dummies. He's flying by the seat of his pants a little bit," Izuku chuckled, "Remember how most of the pointers of the class were given by Yaoyorozu… Even on her own match?"

"Yup, but don't act as if you didn't join in the post fight analysis as well." Kyouka said, "And everytime you two did that, he had that expression of "they broke it down even better than I could…", most of what he did was acting as the arbiter for the fights."

Tenya started to question his unwaivering praise of U.A as an institution. It was still great, just... Maybe not absolute perfection.

That gave the 1-B students pause. They exchanged another glance, trying to come to a silent consensus on how to feel about this situation. Well, three of them were doing that.

"Well, it does look like you took the short end of the straw there! You might think you have the privilege of having the symbol of peace as your teacher, but it turns out that he's still green as an educator! Unlike Vlad K- Argh!"

Itsuka karate chopped Neito before he continued going, one hand on her hip as she looked at the now unconscious blonde.

"I swear, he looked so upset because of that and as soon as it turns out it isn't that bad he starts bragging like that."

"He is the Rat Bastard, after all." Katsuki shrugged, "You'd have to be one to brag about something you didn't do."

Tetsutetsu nodded in approval of the sentiment.

"Oh, don't think I've forgotten about you and your nicknames!" She berated before pointing to Tetsutetsu, "And why are you agreeing with him!?"

"Not my fault that the names fit!"

"I have to respect the truth when I hear it!"

Izuku watched their argument in amusement and couldn't help but laugh. It was nice to see his friend just being himself and getting along with other people, even if at a glance it might not look like it.

"Your friend is funny, Midoriya." Ochako said.

"Though far too improper." Tenya added.

"Yeah, he is." Both of them were true, in a way.

"So," Kyouka said, "Do we try and calm them down, or do we just leave…?"

Izuku considered it for a moment, thinking of how not letting that argument progress, especially with Katsuki involved, would only lead to it continuing at another time, not to mention the possibility of them being powerless to stop such discussion without being dragged into it.

"I think they're fine on their own," he began to walk away, "We'll go on ahead, guys! If you want to keep in touch ask Kacchan for my number, we could make a group chat and all!"

If they heard him, they didn't act on it. He thought so.


It was surprising that by the time he saw Katsuki during lunch the next day, he was angry. Poking at his food as if trying to inflict pain to it and chewing it with as much hate as he could muster.

"Do I ask what happened, or…?" He dared to ask Itsuka.

"He's just mad that nobody voted for him to be the class president," she explained.

"Also because she has been bragging about being voted president a little bit." Tetsutetsu piped in.

"Hey! Don't tell them that…"

"See?" Katsuki suddenly said in a mockingly high pitched voice, as if mimicking a girl, "This is what happens when you actually call people by their name and you are nice."

"To be fair, you're not the friendliest with the rest of the class."

He groaned, before deciding to focus on something else, "What about you, nerd? Did your class decide on that?"

"I… Well, yeah, I think so? The deadline to submit it is still a couple days away, so the class might change their mind-"

"We won't," Kyouka said. "I'm surprised you're still in disbelief at being made president."

"It's just… I haven't done anything to deserve it?"

His classmates, and even Katsuki looked at him unimpressed.

"Do you guys want me to list it, or does anyone else want the privilege?" Kyoka said, looking at Tenya and Ochako.

"By all means, Jirou, go ahead."

"Yeah! I might forget something, so you do it."

Izuku nervously looked to the sides.

"Let's see, you've spent half of the entrance exam helping people, you've saved Uraraka's life, you're friendly to pretty much everyone, you prevented someone from being expelled on the first day, you and Yaoyorozu offered tips to everyone during the battle trial, and keep in mind, she got vice president mainly for that one reason. All of that within the first week. And you're saying you didn't do anything…?"

The freckled teen was averting his gaze, doing his best to prevent himself from blushing, it was a bit embarrassing to have all of that said about him. "I-I mean, e-"

"Before you say it," Katsuki interrupted, knowing his childhood friend too well, "No, not everyone would have done that. Hell, I wouldn't."

"Not helping your campaign in case there are reelections, Bakugou," Itsuka said. "But now I kinda feel bad at being chosen just for being nice."

"Although," Tenya said to the blonde, "Why is it that not getting the position upsets you so much?"

"Because I wanna be number one. Simple as that, if I was the class president I'd be at the front of the class. Makes a better impression and all of that."

"What? You are aware that the role of a leader is not meant to increase your own standing, but rather to give you the chance to guide your peers and be a good example!? That's too selfish of a reason to want to be class president!"

"Oh no," Izuku said, knowing what would happen next.

"Selfish…? You say that as if it is a bad thing." Katsuki said, staring intently at Tenya.

"Are you implying it is not?"

"Damn right I am. What are you? A kid? Every sane person is selfish, there is no one who puts others above their own interests."

"Quite a bold thing to say, considering we're all trying to be heroes here," Itsuka said.

"Heroes aren't selfish? Bull-shit. Hell, I don't even mean the talk of people in it only for the money and shit," no one noticed Ochako's slight flinch, "You can all tell me your reasons for wanting to be heroes, I bet every single thing I own that it is mainly for your own gain. Sure, you're helping others, but it is either because you're doing it to achieve something else, or because it is something you want to do.

The nerd is selfish even if he denies it. He wants to make everyone feel safe with his presence. That's because he wants to be helpful, and because he cannot stand to see people suffering, even if they don't really want or deserve to be helped.

It's pretty straightforward. A selfless person is one who has no sense of self, and always does what others ask them to do without asking. So, Glasses, tell me why you want to be a hero, let's see if it's selfless."

"I… I want to be like my brother, a pillar of the community, someone who people look up to for guidance."

"Pfft, and you're saying selfishness is bad? You want respect from your brother more than anything, or to be like the person you admire, hell if I know. He's a hero, too, isn't he? That's why you're trying to be one rather than a policeman or a firefighter." Katsuki got back to eating, this time more joyful, "Not that that's bad. Shit, I got a little bit more respect for you now that I know that."

For a couple seconds, no one talked, just taking in what Katsuki said. It was mainly the shock of the loud and disrespectful guy having such a strong philosophical view that got them so silent. Save for Izuku, who already had this discussion with his friend and was just wondering if he was supposed to say anything.

"So," He eventually said, cutting through the silence, "Iida, don't want to assume but your name is familiar. Is your brother Ingenium?"

"Oh, as a matter of fact, ye-"

An alarm interrupted whatever Tenya was about to say, indicating that security level three had been breached. Most of the cafeteria was beginning evacuation when the message finished playing.

"They infiltrated the school? How!?" Itsuka asked, already standing from her seat.

"I'm guessing this is information we missed on the ceremony." Ochako said.

Regardless, they followed the crowd, or more accurately, they were dragged by the wave of countless panicked students who were afraid of whatever could happen to them if they were the last ones to leave.

Much like a violent wave, they were also loud, constantly yelling at each other to get moving, to not push, or how it was every man for themselves.

It was a poor showing of U.A's student body.

A bit of a push against the ground, repelling himself from it, and suddenly Izuku was floating above the mass of students. It was nerve-racking to know that he had to get their attention, but the thought of them accidentally hurting each other by this thoughtless panic was worse than whatever embarrassment he could feel.

"Calm down! Do you not realize that if you rush like this not only is it harder for all of us to get out, but you can hurt others!?"

There was a moment of pause and silence, but he could see the trepidation in their eyes, they understood the logic, but the fear could easily cloud their judgment.

"Besides!" He heard Tenya yell during the silence, "It's only the press! They somehow got in!"

That eased the fear and allowed them to orderly get on with it and move to the rest of the day, oblivious to what really happened.


For Katsuki, this was going about the same as the other days so far in U.A.

A bunch of boring classes before he got to what he classified as the good shit. Heroics classes were pretty much always guaranteed to be a practical exercise. So far they've had simulation fighting, for the most part, and Vlad King was varying the scenarios. Yesterday he had them actually simulate an outdoor exercise, once again dividing half the class into heroes and villains, except they all participated in the scenario simultaneously, having to organize how to best patrol the faux city for when the villains carried out whatever plan they set out to do and then coordinate how to deal with the different threats.

He got to punch Rat Bastard in the face thanks to that, so he considered that exercise a success.

Now, as Vlad King stepped into the class, they all got their attention. He usually always got to the point.

"Today we'll be doing free training, you'll head to the P.E Grounds to do general training, with me overseeing you so none of you slack. You can spar with one another, or train on your own. Expect this to happen at least once a week. Any questions?"

Katsuki just said "That's all?"

"It is. Normally we'd be doing rescue training, however, I drew the short end of the stick, hence why 1-A is going to the U.S.J before us."

"To the what!?" Many students said at the same time.

"They're going to a theme park!?"

Vlad King blinked before clearing his throat. "Apologies, I've gotten so used to the name I forgot Universal Studios Japan is more well known. Here, the U.S.J is the Unforeseen Simulation Joint, an area used to recreate common disasters and essential to simulate the most common scenarios you'd face as heroes when it comes to rescue."

Near Katsuki, Monoma said "And once again, it seems 1-A gets a privilege before us."

"As prestigious and as wealthy as U.A is," Vlad King interjected, hearing the comment, "we don't have unlimited teachers, time, nor resources. One of the classes would always get access to something before the other."

It was perfectly sound, yet it still felt a bit unfair to some of the 1-B students.

Even if All Might didn't end up being as good of a teacher as he was a Hero, the fact that they still haven't had the Symbol of Peace teach one class to them stung a bit.

Nevertheless, they all headed towards the P.E Grounds after changing into their costumes. Katsuki's plan was to continue on with his personal training program, maybe shadowbox to practice his form or something, however, he ended up being roped into some sparring sessions between himself, Tetsutetsu and Itsuka.

"Should I ask why Rat Bastard wasn't invited, or is it because he's the Rat Bastard?"

"You don't have to say it like that…" Itsuka, already resigned to Katsuki's way of referring to people, said with arms crossed. "It's actually because he wants to familiarize himself with the other's Quirks, since we're gonna be working together and all that. He said he wants to be aware of his options since he's not as direct of a fighter as the three of us."

"So, because he's the Rat Bastard," Tetsutetsu agreed.

"Not you too…! And that didn't make sense!"

"So," Katsuki interrupted, "are we doing this now or just keeping up the circus performance?"

While he was amused by the conversation, he was eager to just fight. And that they did. In his opinion, he lucked out by having Itsuka and Tetsutetsu as the people he hung around with in this class. Because they got it. Once they agreed to fight they didn't pull their punches. They had a sense of respect, of thinking that if they didn't give their all in a fight, they were insulting their opponent.

Furthermore… They were great walls, figuratively. Itsuka was way more skilled in hand to hand than he was, not to mention her Quirk made it quite a challenge to hit harder than she did. Tetsutetsu, while less refined, made up for it with sheer brute force and relentless endurance.

He knew that there are still plenty of people better than him in fights, and these two were obvious examples. Every punch he received was a lesson to keep his strengths in mind, and to not attempt to match them in their area of expertise.

Tetsutetsu was the easiest to deal with, just be swift, redirect his blows away and counterattack, slowly chipping away at his vast endurance. Much of it he figured out from their fight during the battle training. Still, one slip, and he could end getting punched in the head so hard he began to feel dizzy.

On the other hand, he still couldn't figure out how to approach Itsuka. Trying to do the same as with Tetsutetsu would just lead to her eventually putting him in some sort of hold. He couldn't brute force past her defense. Best thing that worked was playing dirty. In this case, a bit literally. After being unable to score a good blow against her during these spars, he just threw dirt in her face as a distraction to give himself a window to finally land a solid blow.

"Hey! That's not cool!" Tetsutetsu, who was watching, yelled, "I thought you had honor!"

"Get used to it, Tinman. I'm just fighting with everything I can."

Itsuka was coughing, both as a result of inhaling a bit of dust as well as the punch to her stomach. "I… cough, I get that, but…Screw you still."

"Hey, if you're gonna say stuff like that to me, go all the way. Curse words are the spice of language."

"I'm not lowering myself to your level. I do try to be respectful to people."

"Miss out on it, if you want, but your insults will be as bland as tofu."

Before a small argument could break off, they heard a loud whistle, turning their attention towards the source, they saw Vlad King signaling them to get there.

They approached, curious as to why their training was being interrupted not long after it started.

"We're evacuating," he said, bluntly, he began to walk, expecting the students to follow him.

"It's not the press again, is it?"

"No. Kendo, I'm trusting you to get the class to the safety zone calmly, I'm needed elsewhere. I'll explain later."

Katsuki in the meantime had one thought in his head.

There's no way in hell the nerd's class is not involved in this.


"Can you please calm down? I'm trying to talk this out with you." Izuku said, exasperated.

"In your dreams, brat! We're killing you!" One of the villains confused it with fear, he, along with several others charged.

That was followed shortly after by a large invisible force that pushed them either into a boulder or the mountain side, taking the air out of their lungs, knocking them out, as well as breaking a few bones in some cases.

The two remaining villains who didn't have time to charge stared at their companions and started considering their options.

"I'll try this again…" Izuku said, voice calm and with a polite smile. "Do you want to talk…?"

Whatever their answer was going to be, he wouldn't be able to listen to it, as they suddenly got frozen solid up to their necks.

"You shouldn't waste time. We don't have time to be nice with such scum." Shoto Todoroki said, a trail of ice drawn on the ground between him and the villains, behind him was the rest of the mountain zone covered with villains frozen to the point they looked almost like sculptures.

"Should have figured splitting the zone in half wouldn't give me much time to get them to see reason."

"I do suppose it's good you went soft on these two." The bichromatic teen said as he approached the living ice statues. "They should know better than to withhold information now. Especially if they don't want to succumb to necrosis."

"Can you please not do that to interrogate them, Todoroki?" The freckled boy interrupted the intimidation act.

"I believe I've told you that we don't have time to be nice."

"I'm afraid that as far as I'm concerned, nice is an obligation." He replied with a smile, before turning to the villains. "Say, how about this deal, then, you tell us what the plan is, we'll just unfreeze you and let you be here, opposed to knocking you out. If you surrender yourselves to the police once they arrive, you'll probably get a reduced sentence. I'm not too savvy on how that works but you shouldn't be-"

Whatever Izuku was about to say was interrupted by Shoto grabbing onto his shoulder, pulling him aside to have a more private discussion.

"What do you think you're doing?" The other teen whispered. "Do I have to remind you that these are villains who are attacking us and are planning to kill All Might as well?"

"No, you don't have to, I know." He said, in a normal speaking voice, "I just don't want to resort to that."

"Look, I'm obviously not going to let them die, but they don't know that and I want to get this over quickly," Shoto glared, already becoming tired of this situation, "So you either play along, or move ahead without interfering with my plan."

"Don't worry," Izuku said, still smiling, "the good cop, bad cop routine is famous for a reason."

Right as the young Todoroki realized what he was unknowingly playing a role in, one of the villains spoke.

"W-We'll talk!" He yelled, obviously favoring Izuku's offer way more than whatever alternative they were offering.


The two of them were now descending the mountain zone, having heard the details of the plan, Shoto still glaring at the green haired teen, even more so once he insisted on upholding his end of the deal with the villains.

"Something you want to say?"

"You made that harder than it should have been."

"A bit, yeah." Izuku said, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head. "Sorry, just the way I am."

"Why?"

"I'm still not sure. I just know that at the end of the day, people are people. If they're not in a position to be able to hurt someone, then I don't see a reason to not be kind."

"Imagine they start helping their friends recover. Suddenly this zone is full of villains again, and we'll have to fight them again."

"Then we do. Let's be honest, even if only one of us was in there, we wouldn't have been in trouble." Izuku paused to see if Shoto disagreed with that. He didn't. "We have the luxury of being this kind now, they are confined to the U.S.J, so I'm confident they won't be able to bring harm to anyone else even if they wanted to. In other circumstances I'd have apprehended them or something."

"I don't get you."

"You don't have to. I don't judge people if they don't agree with the way I see things, but at the end of the day, I just think most people should be treated with respect."

"Most…?"

"Well… There are certain lines. I haven't met anyone who has crossed them. They're the kind of lines that would mean I wouldn't be so willing to listen to someone."

"Hm."

The conversation halted after that.

They didn't really have much to talk about. Even any possible strategies to shut down the "Kill All Might" plan were really hard to justify considering… well, All Might wasn't even here. At this point they just agreed to go to the plaza to help Aizawa-sensei to deal with the villains and go on from there.

That plan, as they would soon find out, was also hard to justify considering Aizawa-sensei's current condition. Completely held down by the giant wall of muscles that was the Nomu. They heard about it, they even caught some glimpses of it before they got warped. To see the creature so easily incapacitating their teacher, who they saw toss people around as if they were puppets, left a much heavier impression on them. It was almost enough to not make them notice the Warp villain arriving next to the leader of the group. At the distance they were, they couldn't quite hear what they were talking about.

"Is nice still an obligation to you?"

"I told you, there are exceptions."

However, as they were busy contemplating their next move, a loud bang caught the attention of everyone as U.S.J. It was followed by a phrase that was meant to be taken either as comforting or as a bit of a threat, depending on the listener.

"Have no fear, for I am here."


A/N:

Hello, hello!

Sorry for the delay, I haven't really been feeling like writing lately. Maybe it's lack of inspiration, or something to do with the fact that this story hasn't really been getting as much attention (seriously, sometimes I still get emails about Lucky getting followers and such but nothing about this story), but I just find it hard to justify putting time into it. Might also be that I struggled with U.S.J. Could also be that.

Either way, I wonder if I should keep trying with this story right after this or maybe attempt something short to, y'know, goof off a little. Though, speaking of the next time, don't expect to see the fight between All Might and the Nomu here. Don't expect me to jump right into the Sports festival either. In my mind I have the idea of fleshing things out for a couple of chapters, so I might do that, I don't know, it depends.

No matter. Whatever I end up choosing I'll still write whenever I have the time for it. You can count on that.

I appreciate any feedback you have to give, like always, I want to improve on this.

See ya!