"Yo, Camie-Senpai!" said Kaminari as he jogged after Utsushimi in the hall. Both First Year and Second Year, after collectively recovering from the Midterms, were making their way over to the Support Course Workshop. With the Second Year's teacher out once again, Mr. Haimawari was charged with leading the classes away. A lax temperament and trust in his students led to the crowd of students mingling and mending. Jirou and Ashido had drifted off for their own partners while Shinso stuck with his friend.

"Hey, hey!" she greeted.

"Ah, you remember Shinso, right?"

Utsushimi nodded, tapping her bottom lip, "The one with the floofy hair, yeah." Her hand extended, "It looks so soft, I'm jealous. What do you use?"

Shinso blinked, "Uh… Nothing in particular? Ah… I think my shampoo has coconut oil?"

"I heard that might help – haven't tried it myself, though."

"I'm sure it'd work great, Camie-Senpai," said Kaminari.

The trio came to a stop as another purple-haired student stood before them; hands tucked behind his back, "Shinso Hitoshi."

Kaminari jumped, "Ah!"

"Seiji!" greeted Utsushimi.

Shinso frowned, "Yes, Shishikura-Senpai?"

Shishikura coughed into his hand, "For the time being, it may not be such a good idea to converse with the enemy. We also must begin developing our strategies for the tournament."

A counter was presented, "Enemy? This is just a glorified sparring match-"

However, the elder stood firm, "We represent both of our classes. Our audience, peers, and families will see us – the future alumni of Shiketsu: Heroes!" He spun on his heel, "We cannot treat this so casually!" He marched off, moving towards the workshop first.

"I… better go with him… He'd give me Hell, otherwise," said Shinso.

"Good luck, dude," offered Kaminari.

Utsushimi shrugged, "He'll lighten up eventually." She looked off to the side, "I think…"

Shinso smiled, "Very inspiring – see ya guys later." He moved ahead, following Shishikura. The workshop doors were held open by metal bars, allowing the pairs to mix with their final members. Well, apart from a certain pair…

Kaminari played with an abandoned screwdriver, "Where's… Midoriya?"

"Hm… I don't know…" said Utsushimi.

Kaminari turned to a passing student, reaching out, "Hey, uh… Fujimori!"

He nearly jumped out of his bark, "AH! Yes!?" A few items fumbled and jumbled in his hands – only barely stabilizing in time to not drop a thing. Except a single screw…

Kaminari coughed, "U-Uh, hey… sorry about that." He lowered, reaching to grab the screw to return it.

Fujimori shook his head, "N-No… It's not your fault…" He fidgeted, "D-Did you need something?"

"Yeah, we were just wondering where Midoriya was?" asked Kaminari.

"Oh, I think the last time I saw him was in the testing range?"

A look was shared between Kouhai and Senpai before he said, "Thanks, we'll check it out."

"Fujimori!" shouted a familiar voice.

A confirmation followed, "C-Coming, Shishikura-Senpai!"

"Poor guy…" murmured Kaminari before turning.

"Let's go find Midoriya," said Utsushimi. When they reached the door, she swiped her student card, causing the security system to beep, and the door slid open with a hiss. The familiar white tiled room was just how they remembered it. Well, apart from the boy hanging from the ceiling. The young inventor's arm was entrapped in metal cuffs and leather straps. The harness he wore was tight, waning against the weight it bore. A single line of wire was taut from a source around his waist to the hook in the ceiling. Its pathway up his arm had clearly collapsed in some way, turning the device into a snare.

Currently, he was swinging back and forth in the room. His hand swiped at the elevated toolbox, trying to grasp something within. Sadly, his finger only caught the edge as he swung back. Tools and metal spilled and clattered onto the floor.

"Oh, come on…" he groaned.

Utsushimi and Kaminari blinked, simply taking in the sight, "Midori?"

Midoriya Izuku swung his form, a bright smile gracing his lips, "Ah, you guys! Oh, thank god!" His legs swung and kicked, pulling at the metal and leather around his arm, "I've been stuck here for the past twenty minutes! Please get me out of here – I can't feel my fingers!"

"R-Right!" said Kaminari, rushing for the spilled tools. He snatched one at random from the ground, running to his friend.

Izuku's eyes widened, kicking his legs, "Don't come over here with a knife!"

"What am I supposed to use!?"

"Wire cutters! A knife would take forever…" He hung there, relaxing slightly and turning in place, "Line's too thick, anyway… And you're short."

Kaminari turned from the pile of tools, "Aren't I taller than you?"

Izuku's back was to him, "At the moment? No."

"Why don't you just undo the belt?" asked Utsushimi, pointing at the strap across his chest.

Izuku explained, "The harness is distributing my weight – it's actually saving me from numbing my whole arm." He added, "Speaking of which, can we get with the cutting, please?"

"I don't know… I feel like we aren't done with this height thing," said Kaminari, waving the wire cutter.

"You're taller by like two centimeters…" deadpanned Izuku.

Kaminari reached up with the cutters, "And it means the world."

"Short world…" was muttered.

Kaminari smirked, "Ooh, is this gonna be our gag?"

"Gag? You're not allowed to eat in here." Izuku pushed a smirk, "Gets in the machinery – AH!" His butt clattered onto the floor, wincing, "Ow… Thanks."

"No problem."

"What happened?" asked Utsushimi.

Izuku pulled his arm free from metal and leather, "Well, I knew I needed to create Items for me to use for our fight. I can't fight anyone with a Quirk so…" He shrugged off the device, unbuckling it from his body, "I thought I'd aim for a… Support role. Uh… Hang back and keep my distance. Help you guys in some way… I'm not sure honestly." He kicked off the device, letting it take the floor, "Thought mobility was a good place to start as any. Can't be any good to you guys if the opposition gets me in a corner."

"So, grappling hook," said Kaminari.

Izuku stood, taking his grappling hook in hand, "Grappling hook. I thought a wrist-based delivery system was possible, but my lightweight design… well… We saw the result. It's a shame, considering a heavy material or more structurally reinforced design would weigh down my arm. Screw up my spine and if this problem repeats: literal dead weight." He began to clean up the spillage of tools, "I'll have to figure out another way…" With two additional sets of hands, the work was done quickly, allowing Izuku to clap his hands together, "For another time. We gotta focus on you guys."

"Woo, what're we testing?" was cooed.

Izuku walked over to the terminal, "Absolutely nothing. I haven't built anything yet." The tiles in the walls, floor, and ceiling shifted, resetting to factory setting. "We'll come back in here later, but we don't need it right now. We should let someone else use it."

"Alright, you're the boss."

Izuku moved towards the exit, "I need more data based off your Quirks. We'll do Kaminari first… Ah…"

"What do ya need?"

The pair of Heroes-in-training were led to the inventor's station, "I need… samples of your skin…" He paused after pulling out his stool, "Ah, that sounded kinda sinister…" He searched across his desk, finding a set of cotton swabs and vials, "I'm just gonna swab you."

Kaminari blinked as Izuku rubbed two swabs across his forearms, "Oh, okay." The swabs were dropped into two vials; sealed away. "Is that really it?"

Izuku shrugged, "I mean… I would like more, but it's not like I can get a real in-depth analysis of your body here. Not like I'd completely understand it either." He said, "I just need a starting point. Knowing how electricity moves your body is the one for you."

"What about me?" asked Utsushimi.

Izuku nodded, "I need to understand your Mist." "So, if you could breathe into this," he set a small bottle out, "and let me get a swab of the inside of your cheek…" Utsushimi nodded as he held out a swab. Kaminari's eyes widened as she brushed a lock of hair behind her ear, leaning forward. "Say, ah." Two samples were collected from left and right; soon sealed away in vials. Utsushimi then took a vial, breathing a colorful cloud within.

He snapped his fingers, "Great. I'll set up the tests for these while you two grab your Hero costumes." He added, "It's gonna be a while before we can start working on the specific Items, so we might as well square away any modifications on those."

Kaminari saluted, "Aye, aye!"

"B.R.B!" waved Utsushimi as they left Midoriya Station.

Izuku's features turned flat as they parted, turning to his desk, "Kaminari's samples… Mechanical-based and observational testing… It'll take time and multiple repeats… Hopefully, what I've collected will last the usage…" His samples were tucked away while a centrifuge and other chemicals were retrieved, "Senpai's samples can be done now… Chemical breakdown and diffusion… Either I'm about to find a new form of chemical or a combination of known ones… Hopefully, the latter – I don't have the expertise to discover the ins and outs of a completely unknown, unique bioorganic chemical… Figuring out its make-up is the best place to start…"

"Yo, we got our costumes," called Utsushimi.

He turned on his stool, gesturing to a nearby table, "Great, lay them out for me…" His teammates did so, laying out their attires. Accessories and footwear were set to the side and on the ground, respectively. Izuku's eyes started at Utsushimi's costume, "A simple black catsuit… White cuffs and boots – high-heeled… Collar's firm with a metal band at its front… Single zipper up-front… Seams were made in pattern, adding something to the black nothing…" He picked up a sleeve, "Material seems… normal… Definitely elastic… Made to look like leather…"

"Midoriya?" interrupted Utsushimi.

Izuku coughed into his arm, "Oh, sorry…" He asked, "What's this made of?"

"I don't remember… I remember them saying something about carbon nanotubes?"

"Protection: Satisfactory…?" He then gestured to her boots, "You fight in these?"

Utsushimi smiled proudly, "Yep, I've gotten pretty good in them!" She blinked for a moment before scratching her cheek, "Though I have gotten tripped up before – a grate or manhole here and there."

Izuku nodded, "We could lower the heel and flatten it out – that might fix that. Of course, I'll make a prototype before application. We could even keep both and have one to use when you get tired of the other?"

Her gaze into him was a bit longer before she spoke, "Yeah, that sounds great!"

"When it comes to the suit, all I could consider adding was a bit of protection. Lightweight so it doesn't affect you harmfully, performance-wise or comfort-wise."

"Hmm, where?"

"Vitals: chest and abdomen. For falls: shoulders, elbows, and knees. Defensive purposes: forearms."

"Wow, you came up with that real fast, Midori," said Kaminari.

"Uh, I guess…" His gaze fell upon Kaminari's costume, "Formal yet casual looking… Black base top is an elastic material – clings to muscle groups… Disc-shaped, nail-sized metal in the shoulders, chest, and wrists…" He lifted the discs, picking up the top in the process, "What are these?"

"Diodes, I think. When I applied, it was kinda known that I had trouble controlling where my Quirk goes. So, these are meant to be controllers, I guess. Basically, they stop me from accidentally using it. They activate when my muscles tense up for my Quirk."

"White waistcoat with black lightning streaks down the sides of the abdomen… Basic white pants with lightning embellishments on the cuffs… Shoes are… normal…" observed Izuku. "Anything special about the rest of these?"

Kaminari waved his hand, "Nah, Shiketsu kinda has a unity policy when it comes to Hero costumes, so I couldn't go wild or something." He shrugged, "Not that I would. I do think less is more when it comes to stuff like this."

"But monochrome?" questioned Utsushimi.

"Eh, I didn't want to do a lot of colors. I mean like I love costumes like All-Might's, but I feel like four colors? It's a lot. You got red, blue, gold, and white. That gold is the loudest part of the costume, it draws your eye almost immediately."

"But it's the same color as his hair. Sure, your eyes are drawn to his hands and feet, but if he's doing his He-Man pose, you'll follow the gold straight to his head. Then when your eyes get tired of the yellow, you'll take a rest in the blue."

"But what about that red and white? They're bright too – completely different saturation from the base blue," countered Kaminari.

Utsushimi gasped, "I cannot believe we are even having this conversation. That costume is iconic, without a doubt." She turned, "What do you think, Midoriya?"

Izuku laid a hand on "I think we should have additions for protection – same as you, Senpai. I do want to see how those diodes work…" said Izuku. "Um… Why don't you guys suit up? I want to see how you guys move around in these so I can design the armor properly." His gaze shifted, meeting Utsushimi's prolonged one, "What?"

Kaminari raised a brow, "You weren't paying attention to any of that?"

"To…?"

A chuckle left his lips, "Nevermind."

Utsushimi rubbed the back of her neck, "Y-Yeah… It was kinda silly."

"I, um, see, well… Do you mind, uh, wearing your costumes for me?" asked Izuku.

Utsushimi nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine with it."

"We'll be right back!" said Kaminari as the pair left for the nearby locker room.

"Great, see ya!" Izuku then turned, moving towards his station. Vials were adjusted, notes were taken, and new tests were prepared.

"So, uh… did you hear about that villain?" offered an unfamiliar, feminine voice from Okuma's station nearby.

Okuma hummed in response, "Hmm?"

A cursory glance showed the girl had dark green eyes and mossy-like hair, "You know that villain in the news that's going after all those heroes?"

"Don't most villains go after Heroes?" countered Okuma.

She lowered her voice, like a creeping storyteller, "Not exclusively, though. The news anchors said that this guy wasn't committing any other crimes, but just going after Heroes."

Okuma shuddered, "Eh? That's super creepy! Why would you tell me that dude?"

"Ha-ha! Man, the look on your face!" she laughed.

"Oh, don't start spewing bull," groaned Okuma.

"Hey, I never said it was bull."

"Then why aren't ya more freaked out by it?"

"Why do you think?" she asked incredulously. "If we got someone like that, then I'm sure they got someone like All-Might on the case."

"Isn't he teaching at U.A.?"

"Come on, I doubt that'd keep him from the case or that he'd ignore it. Hell, with the top five being who they are, I doubt this'll be a problem."

"Maybe they'll let him take time off for it. I'd feel much better if All-Might was working on it than someone like Endeavor."

"The Number One Hero's the best one for the job."

Izuku gritted his teeth, pushing a vial into place with a crack. He sucked in a deep breath, holding back a sigh. He shook his head, walking away from his station. "Uh… Okuma?"

Okuma blinked at Izuku, "Oh, uh, yeah… Midoriya?"

"If Kaminari or Utsushimi come out, could you tell them I just went to grab a drink?"

His face contorted, "Um… Who-"

"I'll tell them what's up," offered the girl.

Izuku offered a smile, though the slight confusion ruled his eyes, "Oh, thanks… Um…"

"Tokage Setsuna," she introduced, offering her hand.

"Midoriya Izuku."

She gave a sharp-toothed grin, "You know, you're pretty plain looking."

"And you have green hair and sharp teeth," said Izuku. When she gave him a confused look in turn, he shrugged, "What? I thought we were stating the obvious?"

A chuckle escaped her lips, nodding, "Ha, good one."

Izuku turned, making his leave, "Yeah, thanks…" He walked out the double metal doors and down the hall, finding the little corner of vending machines. "Plain-looking, huh…?" He shoved a few yen into one of them, "Where have I heard that before?" He stabbed a button, "With him on the case, nothing can go wrong, huh?"

His face relaxed for a moment, realization striking him. "Fuck…" His brow furrowed and his palm smacked against his head, "Dammit… Just… just dammit…"

"Stop blaming him… He's the Number One Hero… Just because he said something you didn't like doesn't mean you can just slander his name… Even in your own brain…"

He reached down, plucking his canned coffee and murmuring, "It's just that…" He sighed, "I'm surrounded by all these Heroes in the making… If I had a Quirk…" His back met the wall before he slid to the ground. "If I wasn't me…" he chuckled.

"At least, I'm not useless anymore…" a half smile graced his face. Before his expression fell once more, staring into the branding of the can, "Though, it's not like that'll make you come back, huh?" His teeth ground together, forcing himself onto his feet, "Not that I'd even want you to."

"Hey, hey, Midoriya! You still over here?" called Utsushimi.

Kaminari chimed, "Yeah, we're all dressed up for ya, the least you can do is look."

Izuku took a deep breath before jogging down the hall with a smile, "Coming!"

"Aw, you didn't get me anything?" teased Kaminari.

"Here," said Izuku, passing off the coffee.

Kaminari blinked, "Oh, uh, dude, I-"

"It's fine, come on. We got work to do," waved off Izuku.

"Are you okay?" asked Utsushimi.

His face contorted with a confused smile "I'm okay?" He stopped, "What makes you ask?"

Utsushimi let out a giggle, waving her hand, "Oh, it's just that this is like… the most I've ever heard you talk. It's pretty insane for me."

"I know, right? I'm so proud," joked Kaminari. "Jirou wouldn't believe it – I am a role model."

"Are you sure your throat isn't dry or something?" questioned Utsushimi.

Izuku smiled, "I'm fine, Camie-Senpai." He then turned, gesturing with his shoulder. "Come on. We'll start with some flexibility tests," said Izuku as he moved ahead of the pair, leading them back into the workshop.

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AN: Chapter 10, everybody! First, we have reoccurring OCs: Fujimori and Okuma. Fujimori partnered up with Shinso and Shishikura. Okuma partnered up with Tokage Setsuna. Now, it is important to note, Tokage is more of a cameo appearance than a character introduction. At least, that's the intention for this chapter.

Now, I do feel it is important to note that I'm not randomly picking and choosing which UA students are at Shiketsu as I write. I have a little list of who I nabbed from Class 1-A and 1-B. I took an appropriate amount to make up for the nineteen unnamed students of the First Year Shiketsu Hero Course. How did I choose? I just picked those who I wanted to write or those who I'd find fun to write. I read over all of their personality details from the Wikia and figured it out from there. It, of course, did undergo some changes. For example, Jirou and Ashido were not going to Shiketsu - they were to stay at UA.

Speaking of Ashido, fun fact, initially it was not Kaminari who worked at that convenience store but instead, her. Ashido was intended to be Midoriya's first friend. And his meeting with Utsushimi was actually after those two meeting.

This kinda segways into the final topic of Camie's role in the story. The sixth role in this group of people: Midoriya, Kaminari, Shinso, Jirou and Ashido will be a sort of revolving door. This Season the role belongs to Camie, but the next it will belong to someone else. World-wise, she's a second year and they're first years. The likelihood of them being able to interact on a regular basis is unlikely. Internships will be different. School work, school trips, etc. Is she going to disappear from the story? No. Will she be as reoccurring as she has been this Season? No.

Finally - Update Window: June 20th - 30th

Intended Due Date: June 20th - 25th

With that, thank you for reading and criticize away!