Authors Note: Thank you once more to Arrixam and Manatris to looking over the draft, and to my friend Generalmoose2nd for letting me bounce ideas off him.
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Yuji was watching a movie with Junpei, his eyes unfocused as the events of last week ran through his mind on repeat. He could recall almost everything perfectly, up to the moment he went to punch the robot. His body had been on full auto pilot once again. One moment he had been on the ground, the next he had been a hundred meters in the air, with a robot flying away from him. He had tried replicating that feeling again this way, but One for All had felt elusive, like it was hiding from him. The markings hadn't reappeared either.
His thoughts were interrupted as a clump of ice cubes were shoved down the back of his shirt, the cold snapping him free of his thoughts. He jolted forward, desperately moving to keep the frozen water from making any more contact with his back on its descent. He turned around to face Junpei.
"Mind telling me why you shoved ice down the back of my shirt?" Yuji demanded, glowering at his friend.
"You were drumming your fingers again, and besides it being an obnoxious signal you are thinking about something, it was getting pretty loud. I could barely hear the movie over your thinking, what the heck is on your mind?" Junpei's verdant eye bored into Yuji's, worry evident behind the glare.
Yuji turned away, sighing and flexing his hand a few times. Drumming his fingers had become a tick when he was younger, one that he had never managed to break, and Junpei was one of the few who had caught onto it. His enhanced strength had always made it louder than normal, and it seemed he had caused his friend to worry, again.
"I'm thinking about the entrance exam again," Yuji admitted. "I only got a few points, and I completely wrecked my body taking out that giant robot. What am I gonna do if I don't get in?" 'What will I do if I can't live up to my grandfather's final wish?'
The unspoken words hung in the air between them, a reminder that Yuji had his own personal curse. His grandfather had always meant well, but the final wish had weighed on Yuji, and for seven months it had driven him to chase an ideal, one that he had never before envisioned for himself. Both boys knew the truth of the matter, even if they couldn't admit it.
Junpei smiled and lightly punched Yuji on the shoulder, "Relax, they'd be crazy to not take you, and I know we both passed the written exam. You're going to be a hero and I'm going to have to deal with all the property damage reports." The joke caused Yuji to smile weakly, before shaking his head.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm too unrefined to not break a dozen buildings when putting down a purse snatcher." He snorted.
The door to the house suddenly slammed open, and Ms. Yoshino announced her return loudly. "Boys! I've got two letters from UA!" She half screamed and half sang. The boys looked at each other, eyes widening before launching themselves off the couch, tipping it over in their mad scramble.
They ran to the elder Yoshino, sliding to a stop as she brandished the letters like weapons. They each grabbed one before running for their rooms, doors slamming shut, opening again quickly with shouts of thanks, before slamming closed once more. Ms. Yoshino could only stare as she flexed her fingers, amazed they were still attached. 'I should probably yell at them about slamming doors, but given the circumstances, I'll let them off the hook this once.'.
Yuji sat on his bed, staring at the letter in his hands. He took a deep breath and ripped open the envelope. Instead of the letter he had expected, a thin gray plastic object fell out onto the covers. A blue light flashed and suddenly, a screen was projected out of the object and onto the ceiling. All Might appeared on the projection, a bright yellow pinstripe suit on as he laughed.
"Greetings young man! Apologies for the wait, but there were a lot of things going on behind the scenes this year! You may be wondering, 'Why is All Might presenting my exam results?' Simple! I will be teaching at UA starting this year!" All Might flashed a toothy smile at the camera, and flexed lightly for the camera as his booming announcement was made.
"Now, Yuji Itadori, you scored only twenty-four villain points during the mock battle exam. I am sad to report that this alone is not enough to step foot into UA as a hero course student." All Might slumped down, shoulders sagging, before he swept to the side, revealing a screen behind him. "However, this ain't your run of the mill hero course! This is UA, the alma mater to the greatest heroes Japan has ever known!"
The screen showed Yuji turning as everyone else ran from the zero pointer, then his leap and explosive punch to the robot's head. Yuji took it all in with wide eyes, breath catching as he landed and stood up, his gray eyes focused, the black tribal markings dark on his skin, before they faded and he wobbled.
"You leapt without a second thought to defend someone else, even at the cost of your own body. You didn't hesitate, just as you didn't all those months ago with the sludge villain. How could UA call itself a hero course if they didn't reward such spirit! A panel of judges witnessed your sacrifice, and rewarded you with fifty rescue points. With a total of seventy-four points, you tied for second place on the practical exam kid."
At this point All Might stepped into frame once more, his head high and eyes gleaming. He offered one hand to Yuji, and despite knowing it was a projection, Yuji still found himself reaching for it.
"You have all the makings of a hero Yuji Itadori, and so it's with great pleasure I announce that you have passed the exams and have been accepted into the hero course at UA High School. Come forth young man, your journey into the hero academia awaits!"
The video paused and after a few seconds, the light cut out, leaving Yuji alone in his room. He stared in disbelief for a few seconds, his mind in shock as to how this could be real. 'I did it. I actually made it into UA?!' his shocked expression turned to joy, a wide smile on his face as he flopped backwards on his bed, limbs flailing in joy.
A fist slamming into his door repeatedly broke him from his reverie. He sat up before scrambling out of bed and stumbling to the door, ripping it open and almost off its hinges in his excitement. One look at Junpei's face was all the confirmation he needed, before tackling his friend, Junpei's cry of shock turning to laughter as they tumbled on the ground.
Ms. Yoshino peeked into the hall to find the two on the ground, laughing as they hugged. She rolled her eyes, and couldn't help but smile. "Guess you two made it huh?"
Yuji leapt to his feet before hugging her. "Of course we did!" He exclaimed happily. Junpei crashed into her a second later, laughing. She hugged them both, "I'm proud of you both. Now you've got a month, get ready! I'm gonna expect big things out of you two!"
A few days later, Yuji stood on the beach with All Might, the night sky illuminated by the lights of the city. The hero was in his skinny form, bundled up in a large coat for the chilly night. Except for a couple standing on a pier a little way away, the two were alone, able to have a discussion in relative privacy. Yuji had been called here after All Might had finally reached out to him, ending a week and a half of silence from the hero.
"Well done young Itadori. You passed the exam all on your own." All Might smiled as he continued, "Just so you know, I didn't tell any of those judging that I was training you, or those who know my secret that you were inheriting my power. You passed the UA entrance exams of your own merit."
Yuji smirked at his words, before looking down. "It doesn't feel like that's entirely true. I took out that robot with your quirk, not mine. On top of that, your quirk nearly ripped my arm out of its socket. I can't control it at all!"
"Control will come with time, young man. You probably couldn't control your own natural strength as a small child, could you?" All Might laughed as he patted an embarrassed Yuj on the shoulder. Yuji was blushing in embarrassment as memories of lost baseballs, and a year of being banned from opening and closing doors. All Might courteously ignored the teen.
"As for the recoil of One for All, I told you that the backlash would be intense. Think of yourself like a glass. Normally you're filled with water and you can handle it just fine. We spent the last seven months making your glass stronger and able to hold more. Then we finally filled it with more water. Right now, you are just a hair's breadth from overflowing. The glass is just barely strong enough to hold the power you have gained. With time you shall adjust, you will control the flow of it better, and you won't hurt yourself."
As All Might spoke, he bent down to the ground, shifting to his muscular form, picking up an empty soda can and crushing it in his hand. A booming laugh echoed in the night from the hero, "Just give it time young man. You just have to find your way of avoiding overflowing the glass!"
All Might's declaration drew not only the attention of Yuji, but the young couple on the pier. At their cries of excitement, All Might looked startled, before quickly turning to Yuji motioning with his head to move to his left. As they took off, sprinting on the beach before the couple could draw more attention, Yuji became lost in thought.
'I have to work harder if I'm going to use All for One, I've got to learn to control it, just like those before me!' As he thought this Yuji realized an undeniable fact. All Might had said he would be the ninth wielder of One for All, the sacred torch of heroes. This power had not only been passed from generation to generation, it had been cultivated since the dawn of quirks, almost one hundred sixty years ago. The power had grown, meaning each wielder had more power at their disposal than the last. Yuji would have to master the quirk at the most powerful it has ever been, not just matching the will of those who came before, but surpassing them.
'I won't be able to just match All Might, I'll have to surpass him,' Yuji stared at the sand before raising his head, his feet slamming into the sand a little harder as he pushed himself in front of All Might. 'No choice for it then. I'll just have to become the strongest!'
All Might's eyes widened at the young man who had taken the lead in their beachside dash, before shaking his head, a low chuckle escaping him. 'That's the spirit young Itadori, looks like you've realized the truth. Control will come as One for All and your body adapts. You'll have to work hard, but you have the talent, drive, and spirit. Right now, I've merely started to nurture a small ember, with time you'll grow into a raging inferno! You'll be able to surpass me so long as you keep your eyes forward and your heart strong! Hey, that sounded pretty deep All Might!'
As the hero praised himself and the boy who would surpass him, they continued to run into the night.
Yuji's eyebrow twitched as he opened the door to class 1-A, the scene before him defying logic. The blue haired kid with the leg quirk was robotically waving his arm, lecturing a savage looking blonde with red eyes. The reason for such a lecture was the ruby-eyed teen had his legs propped up on the desk. Yuji looked around the class and noted some faces he recognized from the exam, and most all were seated and trying their best to ignore the yelling.
There was one girl in the back with a long ponytail reading a book, another boy with the head of a bird had his eyes closed, and a massive boy in the back was hiding his face behind his hands. As Yuji took all this in, the blue haired teen noticed him during his glance around the class and turned towards Yuji. Acting on instinct, Yuji closed the door and sighed.
"Out of all the ways for the year to start, this can't be normal, even for UA." he muttered, slumping over, before freezing as someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned to his left and saw Uraraka staring at him curiously, brown eyes wide, but smiling.
"Hey you made it! Not that I doubted it or anything! I was sure you did, what with how you blew that robot away in one punch!" she exclaimed, miming a boxer, before finishing with a right cross. "So, are you in 1-A too?" she asked curiously.
"Uh yeah."
"Well then let's go in! I'm sure this year will be fun!"
She breezed past Yuji with a fist held to the air and yanked open the door, before freezing exactly as he had. The blue haired teen now loomed in front of the door, the previous argument forgotten as he stared over Uraraka's head and into Yuji's soul. He raised his arm at the shoulder in the same robotic manner, his elbow bent at ninety degrees before he brought it down in a swift chopping motion.
"You're the one who divined the true nature of the exam, I must admit, your ability to recognize the events for what they truly were far exceeds my own! I am Tenya Ida of Soumei Private Academy!" Ida never ceased his chopping, even as he praised Yuji. "That won't happen again; however, you may have the advantage now, but I will surpass you!" Ida declared Yuji his rival, in front of the class, before class had even begun. Yuji promptly did the only thing he could in that situation.
"Bring it on!" Yuji grinned and declared he would let no such event occur. Ida would not pass him, and Yuji would stay at the front of the pack, just as he had promised himself. The two ignored Uraraka as she slipped out from between the two. As the two locked eyes, twin grins emerging, a voice spoke up behind Yuji.
"This class is going to be trouble; I can already tell." A yellow caterpillar with the face of a tired middle-aged man, complete with flat black eyes and stubble stood behind Yuji. It revealed itself to not be a mutant, but a man in a sleeping bag as he unzipped it, stepping out and revealing he had messy long black hair, and wore loose black clothes, complete with a thin gray scarf wrapped around his neck several times. The man continued speaking as he stepped free of the camping gear.
"It took you all eight seconds to quiet down. If you were logical and serious about becoming heroes you all would have been ready. We've only got three years to turn all of you into Pros, there's no time to waste. My name is Shota Aizawa, and I'll be your homeroom teacher. Now, put these on and follow me." Mr. Aizawa held up a gym uniform, and gestured to his side, where more of the uniforms were on a cart.
A little while later, all of class 1-A stood on a field before Mr. Aizawa, with several sets of testing equipment around him. He scanned over the class, noting how the twenty kids before him all had curious looks and varying degrees of recognition for the equipment. Deciding that enough time had passed, he began his speech.
"UA is different from most schools. Here, we believe in freedom. That extends to both the students and the faculty, not just in how we go about doing heroics, but also in how the curriculum is built. That doesn't mean we believe in cheating, or attacking other heroes, it means we believe in creativity. In utilizing every tool and ounce of wit you have to overcome a challenge." He eyed the class, looking over each of them in turn and assessing them with a tired but critical eye.
"That freedom is why I've brought you all out here, skipping the opening ceremony. We only have three short years and that's why I'm going to get a benchmark on your abilities right now." He held up a baseball with a black band around the center, before tossing it to the blonde trouble maker from earlier. "Bakugo, what was your record for the baseball toss in middle school?"
"About fifty-seven meters I think." The now identified teen responded casually, catching the ball and eyeing it.
Mr. Aizawa nodded before continuing, "When you took these tests in middle school, you weren't allowed to use your quirks, despite the fact that some of you likely couldn't help it. This is because the government is illogical. They're still desperately trying to pretend that everyone is equal by not allowing those with the most power to excel. An example of this would be if someone had a quirk that allowed them to perfectly recall everything they've ever heard. Such a person would place first in every exam simply if they listened to enough lectures, and no one would be able to stop them.
Today, we're going to repeat those physical tests from your middle school days. The difference will be that you're all allowed to use your quirks to the fullest. The only rule is that you must be able to perform every test." As he finished speaking, Mr. Aizawa pulled out his phone and nodded to Bakugo. Bakugo glanced at him before stepping into the circle signifying the throw area, and took a deep breath. He wound up and threw, and just as the ball was exiting his hand, a large explosion erupted as he screamed. A few seconds later, Aizawa held up his phone to the class as a robot chimed the number on the screen, "Seven hundred-five point two meters."
A pink girl with horns and golden eyes shouted in excitement, and others soon took up the cry. They exclaimed how fun this would be and Yuji felt their excitement at being able to truly let loose, before he noticed the shark-like smile on his new teacher's face. He felt a chill as Mr. Aizawa started to speak again.
"Looks like fun? Well, if you're here for fun you might as well pack up and go home. In fact, let's add a new rule. Whoever winds up in last place will be judged as having zero talent and will be expelled." A chorus of despair and argument erupted from the students, but Mr. Aizawa was having none of it. "I told you all the freedom is extended to the faculty as well. I expelled an entire class last year, now get ready and let's see who has no talent."
Yuji took a deep breath as he took his place on the fifty-meter line next to Bakugo. Most of the rest of the class had already gone, with some clear standouts in Ida, the pink girl that skated on acid, and the boy who had skated on ice all scoring four and a half seconds or less. It was only the first test, there was no need for him to access all the power of One for All here, his own quirk would do just fine.
When the starting buzzer sounded, he pushed off, accelerating to full speed in less than two seconds and rocketing past the finish line in front of Bakugo. Bakugo had used his explosions in a controlled manner, rapidly detonating them to stay in the air and pass the finish line much faster than if he had run the fifty meters. As Yuji skidded to a stop the robot declared their times.
"Three point five seconds! Four point one seconds!"
Bakugo landed and stared at Yuji, crimson eyes wide before quickly narrowing, and turning away, shoulders tense. Yuji curled one eyebrow at him before shrugging. 'Guess he's a sore loser. Don't know why he'd be mad; Ida out did both of us in that one.'
The rest of the test proceeded in a similar manner, the students with some form of strength enhancing quirk did well, while the rest who had an emitter or mutant type found some way to improve their score. One boy grew several arms for the grip strength test, while another bounced rapidly between the balls that grew on his head for the side step. The boy with red and white hair used his ice again for the long jump, launching himself off the end of a spike.
As Itadori stepped up to throw his baseball, Mr. Aizawa called out to him, "Itadori, hold it. I'm going to give you a special rule. If you don't beat your middle school record of one hundred fifty meters, I'm expelling you on the spot." Yuji heard the class gasp as his eyes widened.
"Wait what? Why?!" Yuji could only stare as Mr. Aizawa strode up to him, his eyes cold and flat.
"You exhibited far greater strength and dexterity during the entrance exam, but everything you've done today has been in line with what you did in middle school. Not a single ounce of that explosive power or acrobatic ability. Since you seem to think you can just coast by with anything less than your absolute best, you get an extra handicap. So, if you want to continue at UA, embody the school motto. Go. Beyond. Plus. Ultra."
Mr. Aizawa growled out those last words, punctuating each one with a step, drawing closer to Itadori until the barely taller man filled his view, coal eyes staring into brown. Yuji fought down a shiver and finally nodded, signaling he understood what Mr. Aizawa was saying. As the teacher walked back to his original position, Yuji took a deep breath, closed his eyes and reached for the power of One for All, tensing the muscles of his body.
The power roared forth, expanding throughout his entire body in a second. The power hadn't responded once since the exam, and now he could feel it. It was a leviathan, a beast lurking just below the surface, the markings covering his skin proof of its activation. He could feel his blood pumping, the fingers of his left-hand twitching. His body felt lighter, yet every little move seemed to have more weight. He opened his eyes, and as he exhaled, he twisted his body and threw.
He launched it with all his might, never noticing the disappearance of the markings before he released the ball, losing his balance and almost falling face first into the dirt. It flew what seemed a short distance before the robot once more helpfully chimed out his score.
"Sixty-five meters." Yuji stared in disbelief along with the rest of the class, before glancing at his arm, and opening then closing his hand a few times.
"WHAT THE HELL?! THAT WAS WAY WORSE THAN MIDDLE SCHOOL! WHAT HAPPENED?!" Yuji's scream seemed to echo off the school building behind the class as he grabbed his head. 'All Might is going to kill me! I got expelled on the first freaking day!'
"I erased your quirk." Mr. Aizawa's calm voice pierced through Yuji's despair. At his words, Yuji looked up shocked to see his teacher's eyes glowing red, his hair hovering back from his face. His scarf hovered now as well, revealing a pair of yellow goggles beneath them.
Mr. Aizawa continued to glare at Yuji as he spoke "My quirk allows me to nullify the quirks of others. I could tell that you were going to harm your body again, just to pass my little test. So not only do you think you can take it easy here, you think that just making yourself a liability is acceptable too? You remind me of a man who was able to rescue over a thousand people at once, and turned himself into a legend. The difference is that man never needed someone to rescue him." Aizawa's eyes returned to their natural black color, and his hair fell back around his face. "Take your throw, I won't stop you, no matter what you decide." The disappointment in his voice was heavy, the dismissal from his teacher a pain he had never felt before.
The words hung in the air as Yuji picked up another baseball, and stared at the retreating back of his teacher. He was right. Yuji wasn't All Might. He couldn't handle the full power of One for All as it stood. So what could he do?
He looked over to his classmates, some clearly hoping he would pull off a miracle, some disinterested. Two stood out in particular. One was Uraraka, who had her hands clasped together as if praying for him. The other was the explosive teen known as Bakugo. He had his hands clenched and was staring at Yuji murderously, his hands clenching and unclenching, almost as if he wanted to trigger his quirk.
Yuji's brown eyes widened before he quickly spun around, taking a pitcher's stance. It would be tricky but if he couldn't handle a full power full throw…
He launched the baseball, flowing through the motions and the tribal tattoos of One for All flickering across his skin at the last moment, fading as fast they appeared. A small dust cloud picked up around Yuji, the ball creating a cone around it as his classmates gasped, the ball disappearing from sight.
"Nine-hundred sixty-five meters." The robot chimed out helpfully a few seconds later.
Aizawa stared at the teen, disappointed until Yuji turned to face him, discomfort evident on his face, but wearing a grin despite it.
"I only used it for a fraction of a second. My arm is strained a bit, but I can keep going!" Yuji declared; his eyes boring into the tired eyes. He clenched his fist in front of him, proving the truth of his words. Mr. Aizawa couldn't help but smile back, impressed at Yuji's on the fly thinking.
"Excellent!"
The remaining tests proceeded quickly, with Yuji putting up a decent score on the distance run, and almost everyone doing well on the toe touches. Yuji scored third overall, losing to Momo Yaoyorozu, the tall girl with the ponytail, and Shoto Todoroki, the boy who could skate on ice. He beat out Bakugo by a narrow margin. The boy with purple balls on his head, Minoru Mineta, wound up being dead last.
The class waited with bated breath as they looked on in pity for the short boy. He himself seemed to be miserable, no doubt from beating out so many others to attend UA, only to be expelled on the first day. After announcing the results Mr. Aizawa simply told them to head back to class, grab the syllabus off their desk, and be ready for the class the next day.
"What do you mean be ready tomorrow? You just expelled me!" Minoru half shrieked, tears flooding his face.
"That? That was just a logical ruse to get the best out of you. Now I have a solid baseline." Aizawa retorted before turning back around. "Get some rest and be ready for tomorrow." He waved over his shoulder as he walked off.
"WHAT?!" Half of the class shrieked; Yuji included.
"Oh, I thought that was rather obvious." Yaoyorozu said, tilting her head as if confused. Todoroki merely nodded in agreement. The confused half stared at them before shaking their heads in annoyance and grumbling as they headed back to the locker rooms.
As Shota Aizawa made his way back to the teacher's office, All Might called out to him.
"That was a dirty trick Aizawa. We both know that you would have expelled young Itadori if he hurt himself more, or if you truly believed that any of them had zero talent." All Might leaned against the wall, his arms crossed and his head down, casting a shadow over his eyes as he observed the younger pro hero.
Aizawa turned to regard the legend. Neither hero was tense, but for pros of their level and experience that was simply a giveaway. They were veterans, and both were ready to spring into action at a moment's notice. He slipped his hands out of his pockets, and casually reached up, gently pulling on his capture scarf, loosening it ever so slightly.
"All Might, I thought I saw you peeking around the corner. Did you observe the whole test I gave today?"
"I did, and I wondered the entire time why you put this class through this? They are young, barely able to start working towards their dreams, just as you and I did."
Aizawa regarded his senior for several long seconds, before sighing and letting his hand fall away from the scarf. It seemed that while All Might was undoubtedly his superior in heroics, he would have to educate him in how to teach as well as teaching this new batch of wanna-be heroes.
"I did it to test their resolve All Might, and Itadori especially needed an early wake up call, especially if he can access more power than he can handle. He didn't think during the entrance exam, he just felt. Sure, in a real-world scenario, he saved the girl, but he didn't think about the consequences. If that robot had been a human, they'd either be a cloud of red mist, or a smear on the pavement. If they had been able to withstand it, Itadori would then have been in a position where he got himself and the civilian killed. He needed to learn to think. If he hadn't been able to adjust on the fly, I would have sent him home with no hesitation."
Aizawa turned around and started walking away. "It's cruel to let children dream of impossibilities, All Might. Not just anyone can become a symbol."
As All Might stared at the retreating hero, he closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, holding it in for a few seconds, letting it out slowly after. He opened his eyes and began to walk in the same direction as Aizawa, thinking to himself of just how it was possible for them to have come from the same school and be such totally different heroes.
That evening, Yuji was waiting for Junpei so they could walk home, excited to swap stories about their first day at UA. He couldn't wait to regale his friend with the tale of his first day, the excitement and stress of the test, and the exhausted caterpillar that was his homeroom teacher. As he thought over how to explain his day, he heard a voice call out.
"Itadori, hey are you going to the train station? Let's walk together." He turned to see Uraraka and Ida walking toward him and waving. It was Uraraka who called out to him, and picked up the pace slightly as she got nearer, almost skipping the last couple steps.
"Oh, hey guys, I'm just waiting on my friend. We've known each other for years, and he got into the business course." Yuji greeted them casually, raising one hand while keeping the other in his pocket.
"A good choice, regardless of being a hero or not, UA is still one of the top schools in the country." Ida's arm chopped quickly, the motion apparently a habit much like Yuji's drumming. "By the way Itadori, how is your arm? Your quirk is a bit odd in how it seems to hurt you when you utilize it."
"Oh, I'm all good! Mr. Aizawa left a note for me to go see the school nurse on my desk." Yuji held up his arm and grinned, flexing it a bit to show he was healed. "I'm tired now though. Recovery Girl's quirk really takes it out of you. As far as my quirk goes, it's not really that it hurts me every time I use it, I just found out last year it has different modes. My normal state is stronger than most people, but when I activate it, my strength is next level!" Yuji spread his arms to the side before hunching over, exaggerating a flex as if to show off his physique.
As he mimed it, he saw Junpei walking over, a nervous grin on his face. Yuji quickly stood up and called out to him. Junpei walked over, slowly and getting more nervous. When he was finally close enough, Yuji threw his arm around Junpei's shoulder and introduced him to his newest friends.
"Junpei, this is Ochako Uraraka and Tenya Ida! They're both in the hero course with me. Uraraka, Ida, this is who I was telling you about this is Junpei Yoshino, my best friend and movie expert!" As Yuji handled the introductions, the teens began walking away from the school, and they slowly started to talk more.
Yuji found that Uraraka was bubbly and seemed to be just very happy overall. Ida was serious, but not afraid to smile. Both took to Junpei easily, discovering that Uraraka and Junpei had similar experiences with needing to wear special gloves as kids, and that Ida was the younger brother of Ingenium, an up-and-coming hero. As they learned more about each other, and walked to the station, Yuji never noticed the figure trudging along behind them, red eyes boring into his back.
