4. List any known allergies, along with details and severity of reaction.

None.

8. Describe your Quirk in detail, including mechanisms for how it works and any known limitations.

My sweat has explosive properties. Doctors and analysts have compared it to nitroglycerin that I am capable of remotely detonating. The mechanism for the remote detonation is unclear, but it seems to respond to my thoughts as the trigger.

9. Are there any environments in which your Quirk is unusable or using it is inadvisable?

Tight spaces or crowds.

Katsuki continued to review the information he had written, not wanting to look any farther down the page. He had just resolved to type without thinking, letting the words flow out of his fingertips in a stream of consciousness. He really, really didn't want to review what he had written… but the only thing worse than a potential Field Leader knowing how he really felt was leaving information out or having it be full of typos. If he was going to seem pathetic to someone, he didn't want to seem pathetic and like an idiot.

14. List anything that may cause sudden, unexpected stress for you on assignment that your Field Leader should be made aware of.

I don't know how to answer this question. I don't really experience "sudden stress." I feel stressed as a default state and have just learned how to handle it. I'm able to keep my cool under pressure and in crisis, and no one needs to worry about me out in the field. I can handle it there, and I'm not going to be a burden to anyone. Maybe the only thing that would stress me out is checking in, asking if I'm okay, and that sort of thing. Just leave me alone unless I call for help, which I won't.

Katsuki hated it. He knew how it sounded. He knew that the answer would only cause more concern… but it was the truth.

22. Describe any ongoing medical issues and how they may impact your performance in the field.

I have a lot of old scars and wounds. They ache and occasionally reopen if I push myself too hard. My hands also cramp up if I overuse my Quirk, but I'm actively training to try to increase my output threshold. I've never let that stop me, though, and I just manage the pain and push through it before taking care of myself after it's all over. I know enough about my body to take care of it on my own in the aftermath. Don't worry about it in a fight. I'll manage.

Katsuki sincerely hoped that none of the Professors saw that answer in particular. Having his training regimen controlled by someone else in his class was the last thing he wanted. There would be enough friction from other things already, and he didn't need more of it. There were several other questions that had rubbed him entirely the wrong way remaining, but the worst was the next one.

23. Describe any ongoing emotional struggles or situations that you are dealing with that may impact your performance in the field.

The idea of an emotional struggle being shared with anyone else made Katsuki want to vomit. There was so much he could have- and should have- written if he was being honest. He had intended to answer with full honesty, and he had done so with every other question. Katsuki had skipped Question #23 until he had finished the rest of the form, and then come back to it at the end. As he stared at the prompt, he wasn't even sure how he could have answered if he had put more effort in.

What really bothered him, anyway? Sharing information about his parents' divorce wasn't happening. He couldn't divulge information about Izuku receiving One for All over him. Going into detail about his sexual frustrations and dreams involving Uraraka was off the table…

None.

"You done?" Daisuke asked, prompting Katsuki to slam is laptop shut as his friend leaned slightly closer. "Oh… kay…"

"Yeah," Katsuki snapped, keeping his eyes on the lid of the device and away from everyone else. "I'm done. It was easy enough."

Professor Aizawa gave Katsuki a scrutinizing look, though the teen didn't see it.

"While that's fortunate for you, not everyone would agree," the man said thoughtfully. "I remember filling out something similar when I first stated, and it was… unpleasant. Not just because it was on paper and pencil, either. Alright. We're officially going on break for the moment. If you're done, head on down to the auditorium, and I'll meet you there. Otherwise, keep working for another five minutes or so, and finish whatever thoughts are still lingering on your own time. There are introductions to be made."

Professor Aizawa pushed off from leaning against his desk without another word and promptly left the room. There was a stunned silence for only a few seconds after the door closed before Eijiro stood up and slung his backpack over a shoulder.

"Well, alright! We all heading down together, or…?"

"Doubt it," Amaya answered as she stood up and stretched her wings up and out, straining the membranes and causing the rings pierced into their undersides to rattle about. "I've gotta piss, and there are a few people still typing. Might as well head out in small groups."

"I'll come with you for that," Kyoka offered as she moved to stand beside the winged girl. "I forgot how long it feels to sit through a class after summer…"

"Prepare yourselves for many more," Tenya warned as he moved to stand near the door along with a few others. "This was likely the easiest class we'll have all year."

"Yeah, yeah, don't bring down the mood," Daisuke lamented as nearly everyone got to standing. He nodded to Katsuki as Tenya led a small group out of the room. "You ready to go?"

Katsuki wasn't looking at him. Instead, his attention was on the one person still sitting, their laptop open in front of them. What everyone else had either missed or ignored, Katsuki simply couldn't, given the circumstances. Minoru Mineta sat almost frozen, staring at his screen with his face pale. He looked to be barely breathing as his hands rested upon the keyboard, and Katsuki got the impression that he hadn't even noticed Professor Aizawa leaving.

"…go on without me," Katsuki answered, nodding in Minoru's direction. "I'll handle this."

Daisuke raised a brow as he looked between the two, only to let out a sigh.

"You sure? I can probably help, given that we're sharing a room…"

"I've got it," Katsuki reiterated as he moved toward Minoru. "Just go."

Minoru barely moved as Katsuki began to approach. Once the boy was within only a few feet, though, he seemed to almost jolt awake from his fugue state.

"Wh-… r-right, we've gotta get going," Minoru said, seeming almost embarrassed as he closed his laptop and moved to stand. Daisuke and the others left the room as he spoke, giving the two boys the room to themselves. "Assembly and all that."

"…you good?" Katsuki asked, shifting his stance and folding his arms over his chest. "You look like you've seen a ghost or some shit."

"Yeah. Yeah, kinda," Minoru said cryptically as he busied himself with packing his supplies. "I'm… not good. I just need a minute."

Katsuki shifted once again, dropping his arms to his sides and making a small noise of irritation. He had an inkling as to what was happening, and it was exactly what he was hoping it wasn't. That being said, Minoru had checked on him, and Katsuki didn't like owing people.

"…Question 23?"

Minoru suddenly looked up at Katsuki, somehow looking even more pale than before.

"…yeah. I've got… baggage. The kind that could make all of this… difficult."

It took all of Katsuki's willpower not to ask if Minoru was simply talking about being distracted by their female classmates in tight hero suits out in the field. The thought that the same problem might affect him forced him to put it out of his mind. Instead, he sat upon a nearby desk and took a steadying breath before speaking in a subdued voice.

"Need to talk about it?"

Minoru went from looking like he was going to pass out to looking absolutely stunned. Over a period of a few seconds, he allowed himself a small smirk despite the sadness in his eyes.

"…I knew you actually gave a shit."

"Don't push it," Katsuki warned. "Like I said in the bathroom- you don't owe me for the security footage incident. I do owe you for coming after me, and… I… acted like an asshole back there. So consider this me making it up to you. That's all this is."

"If you say so," Minoru replied with a shrug. "But if that's the truth, just saying it out loud like I'm talking to a brick wall isn't going to do much to help. You can't just go through the motions and expect people to feel better afterward. That's not how being a hero works."

"Then what do you…" Katsuki started, realizing how stupid he was about to sound. After all, all he had to do was care. "…fine. Tell me what's going on, and I'll… give you advice, or whatever."

"This isn't an 'advice' kind of situation," Minoru warned. "And it's not something you just 'get over', either. The best you can do is just understand, I guess. Whatever, I'm stalling. The crux of it all is… I lost my mom when I was young. It was sudden, and I was there to see it. I know that there was probably nothing I could do to stop it, but telling myself that doesn't really help, and it's not very convincing no matter how irrational it would be to expect me to have been able to save her."

Katsuki tensed, offering Minoru a slow nod.

"What happened?"

"A villain happened," Minoru answered as he hopped up to sit upon a desk, copying Katsuki's move and keeping his eyes on the floor. "My parents and I were out on vacation as a family, and there was… a seemingly random attack on our hotel. I still don't have all of the details, but… the building collapsed. Some asshole that goes by the alias Kurogiri was responsible. He got into the foundation and just… ate away at parts of it, sending it through portals somehow and weakening the building until the whole thing eventually came down. My mom was… she got trapped under rubble. Dad was hurt, too, and he couldn't help me try to get her out. All you really need to know is that I couldn't. I wasn't strong enough. By the time emergency services got there and pulled her out, she was…"

Minoru trailed off, seeming almost lost in thought once again. Katsuki's expression softened as he tried to figure out what to say. All he could come up with was the obvious.

"…I'm… sorry…"

"Yeah, I know," Minoru said bitterly. "Everyone is, when they find out. Mom was a pro hero, too, and up until that day, I thought she was invincible. Any time a hero dies, it just… messes with me. That's why I broke down over the news about Sir Nighteye. It takes me back to that day… and all of this is also why I'm here, Katsuki. No one should have to lose their parents, especially over something like that."

"They shouldn't," Katsuki agreed, feeling uneasy as he thought about his own situation. "I… kinda know what that feels like, though not to the same degree."

"Was that your answer to Question 23?" Minoru asked. "Something to do with your parents?"

Katsuki hesitated.

"…no. It was a long time ago, and I'm over it. Besides, they're both still alive."

"Oh," was all Minoru said as he slipped off the desk. "I'm sure you probably want some details, but… I can't. Not right now. The only other thing I can really say is that I eventually found out that Kurogiri is involved with the Yakuza. The whole attack was over some kind of turf war, and he was trying to take out a couple guys on the other side. That's the other reason I became a hero… I want my shot at him, and this is the easiest way to get it."

Author's Note:

Mineta? Relevant? It's a sign of the end times.

-RD