Izuku arrived at the Research and Development offices of Monarch Inc., where Hana Yamamoto was waiting for him, ready to hear his ideas for Momo's suit. Izuku handed her the detailed design he had worked on with Momo, ensuring that every aspect of the suit fit her combat style and needs.
-*Here are the sketches and descriptions, Hana. I want Momo's suit to be functional and durable, but also allow her to make the most of her Creation Quirk* -Izuku explained, pointing out some key elements in the design.
Hana reviewed the sketches, nodding with a smile - *I like the approach you've taken, Izuku. I think I can improve some details, like the storage system to make her materials accessible without affecting her mobility. Plus, I have some ideas to better protect her on the battlefield without limiting her ability to use her Quirk* -.
-*Perfect. I trust your adjustments, Hana. I know it will be excellent* -Izuku responded with conviction.
A few days later, while having breakfast, Izuku heard a sound from the entrance. He went to see what it was and found an envelope from U.A., feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. He opened the package and found a video device. When he activated it, the image of Principal Nezu appeared on the screen.
- *Izuku Midoriya!* -Nezu said with an enthusiastic smile - *I knew you had the potential to get here. And you've proven it beyond measure. I am pleased to congratulate you on your acceptance into U.A. Academy, in the hero course. You have achieved outstanding scores, both in the written and practical exams* -.
Izuku felt a wave of satisfaction and relief. He had worked tirelessly for this, and knowing that his efforts had paid off was an invaluable reward.
-*Your results in the written exam were impeccable, a 100%* -Nezu continued - *And in the practical exam, you set a new record with 100 combat points and 100 rescue points. In fact, your performance has given us a lot to talk about. Thanks to your leadership skills and your influence on other applicants, we are considering adding a new scoring category in future exams: leadership. If we had this category in this exam, you would undoubtedly have received a perfect score* -.
Nezu paused, as if contemplating the future - *U.A. needs future heroes with the potential to inspire others and lead with wisdom, and you have all those qualities, Izuku. I trust that you will continue to grow and become the hero I know you can be* -.
The recording stopped, and the device emitted a soft beep. Izuku stared at the blank screen, feeling a wave of emotion run through his body. He had made it into U.A., but not only that; his performance had left a mark. His smile widened as he thought about the next step in his journey.
He went to his desk and took a photo of himself from when he was ten years old, alongside his mentor. He placed the photo in the drawer, as a reminder of how far he had come and how his destiny had changed.
Izuku stared out the window at the horizon, knowing that although he had reached an important goal, this was just the beginning. With his acceptance into U.A. and the backing of Monarch Inc., he was ready to face any challenge that came his way.
Izuku couldn't contain his excitement and, without wasting a second, picked up his phone to call his mentor, Mr. Aguilar. After a few rings, Aguilar answered with his calm and familiar voice.
-*Izuku, how are you? How's everything over there?* -Aguilar asked, though a tone of anticipation was noticeable in his voice.
-*Mr. Aguilar! I did it! I've been accepted into U.A., and not only that, I broke the record for points in the practical exam* -Izuku said, his voice betraying his contained excitement.
- *Ha! I knew you'd do it, kid. U.A. would be a fool to let you slip by* -Aguilar responded with a laugh that reflected genuine pride- *I knew you'd do something memorable. I was waiting to see how far you'd go* -.
- *Thank you, Mr. Aguilar. I couldn't have done it without your training and support. Everything I learned from you was key to every step I took in the exam* -Izuku confessed, his voice trembling slightly with emotion.
- *That's something you achieved yourself, Izuku. I guided you, but you were the one who made every decision and faced every challenge. I am incredibly proud of you* -Aguilar said firmly, pausing before continuing - *Now, keep moving forward. The road won't get easier, but that shouldn't worry you. You're ready to face it, and I know you'll leave a mark at U.A. and beyond* -.
Izuku smiled, feeling a comforting warmth in his chest. The confidence his mentor had in him had always been a pillar in his journey.
-*I'll do everything I can to not let you down, sir. I want you to know that I am eternally grateful to you* -.
- *Keep it up, kid. This is just the beginning. Remember, you can always count on me, no matter where your path takes you. Now go and leave everyone in awe* -Aguilar said, his voice full of confidence and affection.
-*Yes, sir* -Izuku responded with a final smile as he hung up. He knew that Aguilar's support would be an unwavering force in his life.
Izuku put the phone away and stared at the horizon once more. With each step, he felt a little closer to his destiny. He knew the challenge of U.A. was great, but with his mentor's backing and everything he had learned, he was ready to face and overcome it.
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The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon when Izuku woke up, ready to face his first day of classes at U.A. Excitement and nerves intertwined in his mind as he got out of bed and stretched, trying to loosen the muscles tense with anticipation.
He headed to the bathroom to get ready, observing his own reflection in the mirror. It had been so long since he returned to Japan, and now he was about to begin his formal training as a hero. In some way, everything he had experienced up to that moment -the training with Mr. Aguilar, the experiences in Africa, the encounter with his father, and the discovery of his own power- seemed to lead him to this moment. Now he had the opportunity to show what he had learned and the strength he had cultivated over the years.
Izuku took a deep breath, letting the air fill his lungs and calm his mind. His journey to get here hadn't been easy, but every step had been worth it. He was aware of the expectations his admission to U.A. had generated and, especially, of the eyes that would likely be watching him today. He wasn't just competing against other aspiring heroes; he also had to prove to himself that he deserved to be there, in the same place where great heroes had been forged.
After getting dressed, he went to the kitchen to have breakfast. He knew he needed energy to face the day, so he prepared something simple but nutritious. As he ate, his thoughts wandered to the recent past. He remembered the promise he had made to his mentor to give his best and leave a mark at U.A. There was a lot at stake, but that pressure only strengthened his determination.
He finished his breakfast and got ready to leave. With his backpack on his shoulder, he stopped at the front door, giving himself one last look. His mind filled with thoughts about what was to come: the tests, the challenges, the new classmates, and, who knows, maybe even some friendships. This was the beginning of something big, and he knew he couldn't waste a single moment.
Izuku closed the door behind him and began walking toward U.A., the place where his dreams of becoming a hero and protecting others would start to take shape. And although he couldn't anticipate the challenges that awaited him, he was ready to face them with all his heart and strength.
As he descended the steps of the entrance, he saw Tanaka-San waiting for him by the car. Tanaka, always professional and attentive, opened the car door for him with a slight smile.
- *Ready for the big day, young Midoriya?* -Tanaka-San asked as Izuku took his seat.
- *Yes, though I admit the nerves haven't left me since last night* -Izuku responded, closing the door behind him. As the car began to move, Izuku settled into his seat and looked out the window, watching the familiar landscape fade as they approached U.A.
Tanaka-San glanced at him, noticing the sparkle in Izuku's eyes and the determination exuding from his posture. During the ride, there were moments of silence, but also some exchanges about the future.
- *You're fulfilling one of your most important goals today, Izuku. You're about to take the next step to becoming a hero, and believe me, everyone at Monarch is very proud of you* -Tanaka-San said, with a warmth he rarely showed openly.
- *Thank you, Tanaka-San* -Izuku smiled- *Though, honestly, I wouldn't have gotten here without your help and Mr. Aguilar's. It's exciting and terrifying at the same time. I'm eager for what's to come, but I know it will be a huge challenge* -.
- *You've always said you wanted to be someone who could make a difference, and today is the first step toward that. Trust yourself and what you've learned* -Tanaka responded, stopping at a traffic light and turning to look directly at him- *U.A. will demand a lot from you, but I know you have the potential to give it your all. And don't forget, if you need anything, you'll always have Monarch and us to back you up* -.
Izuku nodded with an expression of gratitude, processing his assistant's words. As they continued the journey, the imposing U.A. building began to appear on the horizon, and with it, the excitement in Izuku's chest intensified. Finally, the car stopped at the main entrance of the school, and Tanaka-San got out to open the door for him.
- *Well, here we are. Ready to make history?* -Tanaka-San said, smiling.
Izuku took a deep breath, got out of the car, and adjusted his backpack. With a final look of gratitude toward Tanaka-San, he nodded with determination.
- *Ready as ever, Tanaka-San. It's time to show what I'm capable of* -.
Tanaka-San watched Izuku as he walked toward the doors of U.A., knowing that this was just the beginning of a long and challenging journey.
As he crossed the entrance of U.A., Izuku was impressed by the size and modern design of the building. He had been in corporate structures and high-tech research facilities, but U.A. was completely different. Despite having seen it in photos and videos, the reality exceeded all his expectations.
The walls were tall and pristine, adorned with heroic symbols that seemed to tell stories of generations of heroes who had passed through those same classrooms. The place was filled with students moving back and forth, some looking nervous and others excited. The murmur of conversations intertwined with the sound of hurried footsteps. The hallways felt alive, filled with a contagious energy that only a hero school could radiate.
Izuku walked, observing every detail, mentally noting the different signs indicating training areas, auditoriums, and classrooms. In the distance, he could see an area where some students were already practicing their skills. There were many doors, each with metal plates identifying the rooms. There were even large windows that let in sunlight, illuminating the hallways in a way that made everything feel warm and welcoming, despite the tension.
As he made his way to Classroom 1-A, Izuku tried not to get lost in his awe. With each step he took, he felt more confident that this was the place he belonged. The walls seemed to whisper stories of young heroes who, like him, had come here with dreams, a thirst for learning, and the determination to protect others. It was a reminder that he was following in the footsteps of those who had made history, and though his experience was different, the sense of belonging was undeniable.
"*It's impressive...," he thought, remembering the days in Monarch's offices, surrounded by cutting-edge technology and complex research systems. But here, at U.A., the purpose was different. It wasn't about developing new technologies or running a company. Here, the focus was on shaping heroes, on transforming students into defenders of the world.
He took a deep breath and allowed himself a moment of calm. "*Today begins the next chapter," he told himself, feeling the mix of nervousness and excitement pushing him forward. He knew that every hallway, every classroom, and every classmate would be part of his U.A. experience and, over time, part of his life as a hero.
Izuku continued exploring the hallways, looking for Classroom 1-A. He checked the plaque next to each door, following the directions until he finally arrived at the right place. As he approached, he heard voices coming from inside. He stopped at the threshold, observing the scene unfolding before him.
Inside the classroom, Katsuki Bakugo was sitting with a carefree air, his feet propped up on the desk in front of him. His expression was defiant, as if he didn't care in the slightest about the discomfort he might cause. In front of him, with a firm posture and a stern expression, was Tenya Iida, the boy Izuku had noticed during the exam.
- *You!* -Iida exclaimed, pointing at Bakugo firmly- *It's disrespectful to put your feet on the desk! This is a place of learning, and we should all show respect for the space and others* -.
Bakugo rolled his eyes and gave Iida a bored look, not removing his feet from the desk.
- *I don't care what you think, Four Eyes. Do whatever you want, but don't tell me what to do. Besides, what does it matter? I'm going to be the best here, I don't need your advice* -.
Iida clenched his fists, clearly indignant. It was obvious he wasn't used to dealing with someone as defiant as Bakugo. Still, he didn't back down, standing firm in his position.
Izuku watched silently, wondering if he should intervene. He knew Bakugo was temperamental, but he also understood Iida's point. It wasn't the first time he had seen Bakugo acting like this, but the atmosphere at U.A. made him wish that this time, things would be different. He took a step forward, catching the attention of both.
- *Hey, isn't it a bit early to start arguing?* -Izuku said, trying to keep his tone relaxed.
Iida turned to him, straightening up instantly and adjusting his glasses.
- *You're right, I apologize that you found us in this state. However, I believe it's important that we all show respect for the environment we're in* -.
Bakugo, on the other hand, simply snorted, ignoring Izuku and leaning back in his seat without even lowering his feet. Izuku sighed, deciding it wasn't worth pushing the issue at that moment. If there was one thing he had learned from his past experiences, it was that change didn't happen overnight. He would need time to understand and adapt to his new classmates, especially if Katsuki Bakugo was still one of them.
Izuku turned his head and noticed an unusual figure on the floor of the classroom. A man, wrapped in a sleeping bag, was lying near the entrance, watching the scene with an expression of absolute disinterest. At first, Izuku thought it might be a janitor, but a gut feeling made him suspect otherwise.
He decided to approach and, cautiously, leaned toward the man in the sleeping bag.
- *Excuse me, are you... our teacher?* -he asked, trying to sound polite despite the oddness of the situation.
The man slowly sat up, freeing himself from the sleeping bag with lazy movements. His messy hair and dull eyes seemed to indicate he wasn't fully awake, but he responded in a calm and serene voice.
- *Correct, I'm Shota Aizawa, your homeroom teacher* -he said with a yawn, not bothering to sound enthusiastic.
Izuku blinked, trying to process the information. Aizawa's relaxed and almost disinterested style was a stark contrast to the energy and enthusiasm he had expected from a U.A. teacher. However, something about the way Aizawa moved and spoke conveyed a sense of authority.
Aizawa stretched and looked around, focusing first on Bakugo, then on Iida, and finally on Izuku.
- *Well, since it seems you're all settling in* -he said, running a hand through his disheveled hair- *it's time to get ready. The first day at U.A. isn't just an introduction. Here, we train heroes, and that means practice starts now* -.
With those words, Aizawa dropped his sleeping bag in a corner and walked to the front of the classroom. Izuku followed him with his gaze, his enthusiasm renewed at the prospect of starting training. Although his new teacher seemed unconventional, something told him he would learn much more from him than he could imagine.
Aizawa picked up a stack of gym uniforms he had brought with him and began handing them out, with a gesture that indicated little patience but a clear purpose.
- *Here are your gym uniforms* -he said as he placed the uniforms on the students' desks- *Put them on and head to the training field. We won't waste time on unnecessary chatter. At U.A., it's all about learning on the battlefield, not in a classroom* -.
The students looked at each other, some surprised, others excited. However, no one dared to question Aizawa's decision. The authority in his voice and the air of seriousness he exuded made it clear that he wasn't interested in a discussion.
- *On the training field* -Aizawa continued, in a firm tone- *we'll measure your abilities with a series of tests. I want you to see this as an assessment of your current level. I need to know where you stand and how far you are from becoming heroes* -.
Izuku took his uniform and nodded, noticing the excitement in his classmates as they headed to the locker rooms. He hurried to change and, once ready, stepped out onto the field with his mind focused on the challenge ahead. As he arrived at the training field, he could see the expanse of the area, surrounded by various equipment and structures designed for physical tests.
Already on the training field, Izuku took a moment to do some stretches. His movements were fluid and precise, the result of years of training. As he bent and flexed, his muscles showed through the uniform, inevitably catching the attention of several of his classmates, especially the girls who couldn't help but glance at him.
Mina, with a look of surprise, whispered to Tsuyu, who was beside her - *Did you see that? Who would've thought he had a physique like that?* -.
Tsuyu nodded slowly, her eyes widening slightly - *It seems he's worked hard* -she responded in her characteristic calm tone.
Ochako, who was also watching, blushed and quickly looked away, trying to focus on her own stretches. Momo, who had also noticed the other girls' glances, felt a bit jealous, though she tried to hide it. After all, she knew Izuku had been training hard for years, and seeing him now, back in Japan, reaffirmed how much he had changed. However, she couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy when she realized his attention wasn't going unnoticed by the others.
Izuku, unaware of the stares, finished his stretches with a couple of jumps to loosen his muscles and took his place in line, ready for the tests Aizawa had mentioned. He was completely focused, prepared to give his best in this evaluation.
Aizawa walked over to Izuku, who was in his place in line, and looked at him with an evaluative expression.
- *Alright, Mr. First Place* -he said, referring to Izuku by the nickname that was already on everyone's lips after his exam results- *Tell me, how far can you throw a ball without using your quirk?* -.
Izuku thought for a moment before responding calmly:
- *Around 80 meters* -.
Aizawa nodded, a slight glimmer of interest in his eyes.
-*Then, how about you do it now using your quirk?* -he instructed, tossing him the ball and pointing toward the throwing platform- *Do whatever you can to achieve the greatest distance possible* -.
Izuku caught the ball and headed to the throwing area. Closing his eyes for a moment, he began to focus on his quirk. Using his earth power, he made the ground beneath him rise slowly, until he was about 20 meters high. From that elevated position, he had a panoramic view of the field and a perfect angle for the throw.
With the ball in hand, Izuku began to manipulate the air around him. Gradually, he built up a wind current around the ball, compressing it to maximize the momentum. He took a deep breath, and with a fluid motion, he pulled the ball back with his shadow quirk, adding an extra boost that increased the tension and power in his arm.
At Aizawa's signal, Izuku threw the ball with all his might, letting the wind envelop it and catapult it toward the horizon. The combination of the air current, his physical strength, and the shadow boost provided a brutal acceleration, and the ball shot out at a perfect angle into the sky.
The students watched in awe as the ball continued to fly, covering a considerable distance and almost disappearing from view.
Aizawa, holding his measuring device, watched with interest as the results appeared on the screen. He nodded, noticeably impressed, though his expression remained neutral.
- *Not bad, Midoriya. You've made it clear that you know how to make the most of your abilities* -Aizawa said, showing the distance mark on the device.
Izuku stepped down from the platform, noticing the amazed looks from his classmates. There was still much to prove, but this was just the beginning of the tests.
The reactions from his classmates were a mix of awe and disbelief as they saw the distance marked on Aizawa's measuring device: *3000 meters*. It was an impressive figure, immediately generating a mix of admiration and surprise among the students.
Katsuki Bakugo, upon seeing the distance, clenched his teeth and frowned, feeling challenged. Although he knew Izuku was strong, the distance he had achieved with his quirk was overwhelming. He couldn't stand the idea that someone else, especially someone he had always underestimated, could have such power.
- *Tsk... Deku reached 3 kilometers? That's ridiculous!* -Katsuki muttered under his breath, with a spark of anger and competitiveness in his expression.
On the other hand, Tenya Iida, who always valued discipline and effort, was left speechless by Izuku's impeccable technique.
- *Incredible! That was a perfect combination of strategy and power!* -Iida said, adjusting his glasses with admiration- *Midoriya demonstrates formidable skill. It's clear he's trained diligently* -.
Momo Yaoyorozu watched the scene with a mix of pride and surprise. She knew Izuku was talented and powerful, but seeing him in action, exceeding expectations and setting a record, filled her with pride and a bit of jealousy.
- *I knew he was strong, but this... Izuku is truly impressive* -Momo murmured, smiling.
Ochako Uraraka, who was nearby, looked at the 3 km mark on Aizawa's device with wide eyes.
- *Wow! That's insane!* -she exclaimed, trying to imagine the strength Izuku would have needed to achieve that distance.
Eijiro Kirishima, always an admirer of strength and perseverance, crossed his arms and nodded enthusiastically.
- *That's amazing! Midoriya is a true example of manliness! Totally manly!* -Kirishima said, delighted by Izuku's performance.
Minoru Mineta, however, looked at the mark with disbelief and a touch of insecurity.
- *What the hell? How is anyone else supposed to match that?* -he said quietly, feeling overshadowed.
All the other students, though they didn't necessarily know Izuku, were clearly impressed. Izuku's performance had been a clear reminder that the competition at U.A. would be fierce, and they would all have to push themselves to keep up with someone who was already shaping up to be a true leader.
- *Now we'll begin the tests... Just to clarify, I'll expel the one who comes in last at the end of all the tests* -Aizawa announced, causing fear among his students.
For the 100-meter dash, Aizawa decided to pair Izuku with Katsuki, which immediately created tension in the air. The two positioned themselves at the starting line, their eyes fixed ahead, while the others watched with anticipation. Katsuki didn't waste any time and shot Izuku a challenging look.
-*Don't think just because you have those shitty powers you're going to beat me* -Katsuki spat, activating his explosions and preparing his hands with small detonations, ready for the start.
Izuku, staying calm, gave a slight smile, focused on the test. He knew Katsuki would give his all, and he was ready to respond in kind.
Aizawa prepared to give the starting signal.
-*On your marks... Get set... Go!* -he announced.
Katsuki took off immediately, using his explosions to propel himself forward at great speed, while Izuku, on the other hand, decided to use the wind to propel himself, launching forward with a powerful boost that balanced Katsuki's initial explosion. Both were almost neck and neck, but Izuku began to gain an advantage by concentrating gusts of wind behind him to push himself even faster. In the blink of an eye, he crossed the finish line just a few centimeters ahead of Katsuki.
-*2.5 seconds!* -Aizawa announced as he checked Izuku's time.
Katsuki, just a tenth of a second behind, frowned, visibly annoyed.
-*Tch! No way!* -Katsuki growled, shaking his fists as his explosions subsided.
Izuku took a deep breath, satisfied with having given his all in the race. Despite the rivalry with Katsuki, he gave him a respectful look before stepping aside for the next pair to take their positions.
After the exciting race between Izuku and Katsuki, Aizawa paired up other students for the 100-meter dash:
In the next race, Tenya Iida competed against Ochako Uraraka. From the start, Iida showcased his incredible speed, propelled by his *Engine* quirk, which allowed him to cross the line in just 3.2 seconds, beating Ochako, who tried to keep up with her own technique but fell slightly behind.
-*Impressive speed, Iida!* -Ochako congratulated, breathing heavily but smiling.
Next, it was Momo Yaoyorozu and Kyoka Jiro's turn. Momo, using her intellect, created sliding soles with her quirk to improve her speed, while Jiro used her earphone jacks as boosters on her feet. Momo crossed the finish line in *6.8 seconds, with Jiro just behind.
-*Wow, that was an excellent race, Jiro* -Momo said with a friendly smile.
-*You were great too, Momo* -Jiro responded, as both prepared for the next challenge.
Eijiro Kirishima and Hanta Sero were also paired up. Sero used his tape to propel himself forward, while Kirishima focused on his physical strength. Sero crossed the line in 5.9 seconds, just a few steps ahead of Kirishima.
- *That was an excellent technique, Sero* -Kirishima commented, giving him a pat on the back.
-*Thanks, Kirishima. Your initial push helped a lot* -Sero responded, laughing.
Denki Kaminari and Mina Ashido lined up at the starting line. Mina smiled, excited, while Denki wore a confident expression.
-*I'm not going to let you win, Mina!* -Denki exclaimed, activating his electric quirk to boost his energy and speed.
- *We'll see about that!* -Mina responded, using her quirk to secrete a bit of acid on the ground and slide with agility.
Both took off, but Mina's technique gave her an advantage as she slid fluidly across the track, while Denki used bursts of his quirk to propel himself forward. In the end, Mina crossed the finish line in 5.2 seconds, with Denki behind at 5.7 seconds.
- *That was awesome!* -Mina said between laughs, giving Denki a friendly pat.
- *You didn't give me a chance! But it was fun* -Denki responded with a smile, trying to hide his wounded pride.
The next race paired Tsuyu Asui and Mezo Shoji. Both prepared at the starting line, with Tsuyu flexing her legs to use her frog abilities and Shoji extending a pair of extra arms.
-*Don't hold back, Shoji!* -Tsuyu said with her characteristic calmness.
When Aizawa gave the signal, Tsuyu launched herself with a powerful jump, covering almost half the distance in one move, while Shoji used his extended arms to propel himself at great speed. Tsuyu reached the finish line in 4.9 seconds, closely followed by Shoji, who completed the race in seconds.
- *You're amazing, Shoji* -Tsuyu said, giving him a respectful gesture.
- *You too, Tsuyu. I didn't expect you to jump that far* -he responded with a smile, impressed.
The next pair was Fumikage Tokoyami and Rikido Sato. Tokoyami used *Dark Shadow* to help propel him forward while shielding him from air resistance, while Sato activated his brute strength thanks to his sugar quirk.
- *Get ready, Tokoyami!* -Sato shouted, feeling his energy surge with the sugar.
-*Dark Shadow, help me!* -Tokoyami said, and his shadow lunged forward, acting as a shield and giving him extra speed.
The race was intense, but Tokoyami crossed the finish line in 5.5 seconds, while Sato finished just behind at 5.9 seconds. Both congratulated each other at the end, though Sato looked a bit tired from the rapid energy burn.
-*Good race, Tokoyami. You're fast with that shadow* -Sato commented, catching his breath.
-*Thanks, Sato. Your strength is formidable* -Tokoyami responded, giving him a respectful nod.
The final race was between Mashirao Ojiro and Minoru Mineta. Ojiro used his tail to gain balance and propel himself with force, while Mineta stuck his adhesive balls to the ground to launch himself forward.
- *I'm going to do my best!* -Mineta declared, determined.
Ojiro, with graceful movements, crossed the finish line in 5.4 seconds, while Mineta, struggling with his quirk, finished in 7.0 seconds.
-*You did great too, Mineta!* -Ojiro said, acknowledging his effort.
-*Yeah... But I need to improve* -Mineta responded, though satisfied with finishing.
At the end of the test, the students regrouped to receive Aizawa's evaluations. Each was impressed by the others' abilities and felt motivated to improve. Aizawa watched with his characteristic serious and cold expression, though internally he noted with satisfaction the diverse talents of his class.
-*Alright, Mr. First Place* -Aizawa said, addressing Izuku again- *Let's see how you do in the next tests* -.
In the standing long jump test, the students lined up to demonstrate their ability to jump the farthest distance without stepping into the designated landing area. Aizawa watched attentively as each prepared to give their best effort.
Concentrating his wind quirk to propel himself forward, Izuku achieved a considerable boost and then used his shadow to increase his stability in the air. He made a powerful jump, reaching a distance of 23.5 meters. His technique and ability to use his quirks in tandem impressed his classmates.
Bakugo used explosions under his feet at the moment of takeoff, propelling himself forward with force. With a distance of 20.7 meters, Bakugo's jump was one of the most explosive and dynamic, though he had to control his landing to avoid losing balance.
Thanks to her frog quirk, Tsuyu used a powerful push from her legs and jumped with agility, reaching a distance of 17.3 meters. Her jump was controlled and calculated, showing her ability to move with fluidity and precision.
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In the side jumps test, the students had to move side to side within a designated area, measuring how many times they could switch sides in a set time. This test evaluated their agility, reaction speed, and ability to maintain balance while performing quick movements.
Izuku used his wind quirk to gain speed and stability when changing direction. By combining his physical strength with the wind, he achieved an impressive 85 jumps in the allotted time, standing out for his speed and control.
With his quirk, Iida managed 80 jumps. His technique and speed were exceptional, though his quirk made it difficult to control the rapid changes in direction without losing some balance.
Bakugo used controlled explosions to increase the speed of his movements, completing 78 jumps. Though his technique was powerful, the risk of losing control of the explosions caused him to lose some stability in certain changes.
Thanks to her frog quirk, Tsuyu maintained excellent balance and agility, achieving 75 jumps. Her ability to perform fluid movements allowed her to change direction effortlessly, always staying in control.
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In the sit-ups test, the students had to complete as many repetitions as possible within a time limit, evaluating their endurance and core strength. This test highlighted each student's ability to stay firm and consistent under pressure, using their quirks in some cases.
Izuku showed exceptional endurance and strength, completing 150 sit-ups in the allotted time. His intensive training with Monarch Inc. was reflected in his impressive ability to maintain a steady pace and show no signs of fatigue.
Kirishima completed 140 sit-ups, hardening his core with his quirk to sustain each repetition effortlessly. His natural strength and quirk gave him a notable advantage in this test, allowing him to perform at his best.
Sato, powered by his sugar quirk, reached 135 sit-ups. His quirk provided extra energy, but his natural strength was also crucial in maintaining a strong and steady pace.
Bakugo reached 130 sit-ups. Though his quirk didn't provide a direct advantage, his physical endurance and determination allowed him to maintain a good pace. Keeping control, he demonstrated his focus and strength.
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In the grip strength test, the students had to hold and apply as much pressure as possible on a dynamometer to measure the strength of their hands. The test aimed to evaluate grip power and overall strength, an important skill for rescue and combat situations.
Izuku placed his hands on the dynamometer and, after concentrating, squeezed with all his strength. His training and quirk allowed him to achieve an impressive pressure of 220 kgf. He subtly used wind and shadows to reinforce the strength in his grip, surprising everyone present and leaving them in awe of the amount of strength he possessed.
Kirishima hardened his hands using his quirk, achieving a result of 210 kgf. The toughness of his skin and the power of his natural strength made him one of the strongest contenders, impressing his classmates with the high score.
Sato, powered by a dose of his quirk, reached 200 kgf. The sugar gave him the boost needed to apply impressive force, though just behind Izuku and Kirishima.
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The penultimate test of the day was an endurance race, where the 20 students of Class 1-A lined up on the track to face a long-distance run. The goal of the test wasn't just to finish the race but to do so in the shortest time possible while managing their energy and quirk control. Aizawa, observing from the sidelines, prepared to evaluate how each student handled their physical endurance and ability to adapt in real-time.
At the sound of the whistle, all the students took off, each using their abilities to move as fast as possible while managing their energy.
Izuku stayed at the front, managing his wind quirk to give himself small boosts and reduce the impact on his legs. His experience and physical endurance allowed him to maintain a steady pace, adapting to the terrain fluidly. Though he could run at great speed, his goal was to finish the test with the same energy he started with, showcasing his control and discipline. His adaptability and control resulted in outstanding endurance.
Thanks to his quirk, Iida maintained a prominent position from the start. With a burst of energy, he pulled ahead of several classmates, though he moderated his speed knowing the race required stamina, not just speed. As he progressed, Iida showed excellent control of his engines, adjusting his pace to maintain his energy throughout the race.
With her frog abilities, Tsuyu kept jumping with long strides, allowing her to move steadily and efficiently. Though not the fastest, her ability to conserve energy helped her maintain a strong position, demonstrating her endurance.
Using controlled explosions, Bakugo propelled himself forward. Though his quirk wasn't designed for long distances, his determination and brute strength kept him near the front, alternating between bursts of speed and moments where he stopped using his quirk to conserve energy.
Momo focused on maintaining a steady pace, not using her quirk. Though not the fastest, she completed the race with good endurance, managing her energy well.
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For the ball throw test, Aizawa observed how the students used their quirks to maximize distance, allowing them to use all their skills to achieve the best result possible. Izuku had already thrown the ball an impressive 3 km, so now it was the other students' turn.
She used her zero-gravity quirk to make the ball float as high as possible and then propelled it with all her strength. The ball wasn't affected by gravity and ascended without losing momentum, reaching a considerable distance of 950 meters before it began to mark infinity as it left orbit.
With the power of his leg engines, Iida made a strong and precise throw. Though he didn't have a direct throwing quirk, he achieved a solid distance of 720 meters thanks to his speed and technique.
Momo created a cannon with which she propelled the ball to 2.5 km. Her ability to create strategic tools impressed the others, showcasing her versatility.
As he approached the throwing circle, Bakugo loaded the ball and activated One For All, combining it with his explosive quirk. His body was enveloped in massive energy, and using both his explosive power and the power of One For All, he threw the ball with an impressive shockwave. The ball flew at a high angle and disappeared into the horizon, reaching a distance of 2.8 km, leaving everyone in awe. However, the use of One For All wasn't entirely controlled, and Aizawa noticed some strain on Bakugo's arm after the throw.
Todoroki used only his *ice* quirk for the ball throw test. He froze the ball to the maximum of his ability, cooling it quickly to stabilize it, and then threw it with a great amount of force powered by his ice quirk. The ball traveled an impressive distance of 2.5 km. Despite not using his fire side, his mastery of ice was more than enough to achieve an impressive result, showing formidable control over his quirk.
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Aizawa gathered the students in a line, their eyes filled with anticipation and nervousness as they awaited the final results. The sun was already high in the sky, and though everyone had shown impressive skills, they knew someone would have to come in last.
Aizawa pulled out a notebook and looked at the students with his usual serious expression.
-Now, you'll hear your final positions -Aizawa announced, holding the tension in the air-. As you know, this exam was decisive. And the student who comes in last will be expelled from the hero course.
A restless murmur spread among the students, aware of what was at stake. Aizawa began reading the list of positions20 students:
Izuku Midoriya*
Katsuki Bakugo*
Shoto Todoroki*
Tenya Iida*
Momo Yaoyorozu*
Eijiro Kirishima*
Tsuyu Asui*
Ochako Uraraka*
Fumikage Tokoyami*
Mina Ashido*
Denki Kaminari*
Mezo Shoji*
Kyoka Jiro*
Sero Hanta*
Yuga Aoyama*
Koji Koda*
Rikido Sato*
Mashirao Ojiro*
Toru Hagakure*
Minoru Mineta*
Upon hearing his name in last place, Mineta turned pale. Aizawa's gaze showed no compassion, and the young man realized this might be his last chance to stay at U.A.
-*Mineta, since you're in last place, you would be expelled from the hero course, but I saw you put in a lot of effort, and this was a logical ruse. I wasn't actually going to expel anyone*-Aizawa announced without hesitation. His words fell like a heavy weight.
The other students watched in silence, some with sympathetic looks, others with resignation. Aizawa put the notebook away and addressed the group.
- *This isn't a game. Being a hero means being prepared for anything. This was just the first step. Those who don't take hard work and discipline seriously won't last in this course* -Aizawa concluded.
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During the break, Izuku and Momo found a table in the U.A. cafeteria and sat together, sharing impressions about the intense first day of classes. The cafeteria was bustling with activity, with other students chatting and regaining their energy.
It didn't take long before some of their classmates joined them. Mina, with her usual enthusiasm, was the first to join, followed by Kirishima, who wore a big smile.
- *Hey, guys! Mind if we join?* -Mina asked, already sitting down without waiting for an answer.
- *Sure, have a seat* -Izuku responded kindly, with a smile.
Ochako and Iida arrived shortly after, and Kyoka joined somewhat shyly but interested in getting to know her new classmates better.
- *It's amazing we survived Aizawa-sensei's first test* -Ochako commented, laughing as she recalled the tough physical training tests- *I thought he was going to expel all of us* -.
- *Me too, what an intense way to start the year!* -Mina added with a laugh- *But hey, I guess at U.A. they weren't going to give us a break* -.
Kirishima, with a determined expression, looked at Izuku and praised him - *Hey, Midoriya, your performance was impressive! You definitely have what it takes to be a real hero! I was amazed by how you handled the ball throw* -.
Izuku scratched the back of his neck, a bit embarrassed, and thanked him for the compliment - *Thanks, Kirishima. It was an intense experience, but I guess the best thing is to stay calm and focused. You all did great too* -.
Iida, always analytical, chimed in - *It was inspiring to see everyone give their best effort. And, Midoriya, your use of quirks was quite methodical. I assume you have a lot of prior training* -.
- *Yeah, something like that* -Izuku responded, choosing his words carefully- *I've been preparing for a long time* -.
Kyoka, who had been listening quietly, leaned forward, curious - *Do you have some kind of mentor or someone who taught you? I mean, your level of control seems more advanced than the average student* -.
Izuku nodded, remembering his mentor and all the lessons he had learned - *Yes, I had a mentor in the U.S. He taught me to see my powers strategically and understand how to use them effectively* -.
- *That sounds amazing!* -Ochako exclaimed, her eyes shining with interest- *Having someone like that must be a huge help* -.
Momo nodded, supporting her friend - *It is. Izuku has worked very hard to get here* -she said, giving him a smile that reflected her appreciation for him.
- *Well, I guess that just means we have to work even harder to keep up with our classmates* -Kirishima said, punching his closed fist against the table in determination- *Being heroes demands our best!* -.
Mina looked at Izuku, Momo, and then the rest of the group - *This is a great team. I think we're going to learn a lot from each other* -.
The conversation continued as each shared a bit about their own experiences and expectations for the course. The camaraderie forming among them was encouraging, and despite the initial challenge, they all knew they were in the right place and ready to face whatever was necessary.
As they chatted, Izuku dropped a bombshell that left everyone surprised - *Did you know that Aizawa-sensei actually intended to expel us?* -Izuku said seriously- *In fact, last year he expelled his entire first-year class on their first day* -.
Ochako's eyes widened in surprise - *Really? Isn't that... extreme?* -.
Izuku nodded - *Yes, but Aizawa-sensei is a teacher who values effort. If he hadn't seen everyone giving their all, even those who maybe didn't achieve the best results, he wouldn't have hesitated to expel anyone he deemed unfit. U.A. is that demanding* -.
Kirishima let out a sigh of relief - *Phew, I'm glad I gave it my all, then. Those exercises weren't easy, but if I had known we were really at risk of expulsion, I would've pushed even harder!* -.
Mina rested her head on her hands, sighing as well - *So he was serious... Aizawa-sensei is more intimidating than I thought* -.
Iida adjusted his glasses, with a thoughtful expression - *It makes sense, actually. In our profession, mistakes can cost lives, and someone who doesn't give their all might not be fit for hero work. Aizawa-sensei probably wanted to test not just our skills but also our commitment* -.
Kyoka looked at Izuku with renewed curiosity - *So you already knew. That's why you had that determination during the tests* -.
Izuku nodded, crossing his arms - *I knew the threat was real, so I gave it my all. We all made an incredible effort, and I think Aizawa-sensei saw that* -.
Momo gave him a pat on the shoulder, smiling - *Thanks for sharing that, Izuku. Knowing that we all managed to impress Aizawa-sensei, despite the pressure, makes me even prouder of this group* -.
The conversation relaxed a bit as everyone shared their thoughts on the tests and how they felt facing Aizawa's challenge. Knowing that he had seriously considered expulsion made their achievement of passing together feel even more significant, and it strengthened the bond of camaraderie they were already forming.
Just as the conversation was winding down, a cheerful and familiar voice interrupted the moment.
- *Izuku!* -a female voice called out, full of enthusiasm.
Everyone turned and saw a girl with blonde hair and two large horns on her head running toward their table. It was Pony Tsunotori, a student from Class 1-B, wearing a big smile on her face. Izuku stood up just in time to receive her enthusiastic hug.
- *Pony!* -Izuku greeted, returning the smile- *What a surprise to see you here! How have you been?* -.
- *Great, I'm so happy to see you again!* -Pony exclaimed, shaking Izuku's hands. Then, she turned to the rest of the group- *Hi, everyone! My name is Pony, and I'm Izuku's friend from when he lived in the U.S.* -.
Kirishima smiled widely, extending his hand - *Nice to meet you, Pony! I'm Kirishima Eijiro, and we're already friends with Izuku too!* -.
The others also introduced themselves. Iida gave a formal bow, while Mina and Ochako were equally excited to meet someone new. Momo simply smiled politely, though her gaze reflected some curiosity and surprise at how familiarly Pony had approached Izuku.
- *Oh, and here are some of my classmates from 1-B* -Pony said, pointing to three students accompanying her, who also greeted the group from 1-A.
One of them, a tall guy with spiky hair, introduced himself as Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu. Next to him, a girl with short hair and a sharp gaze, Kendou Itsuka, also joined the greeting. Finally, there was another guy, more serious and with dark hair, Jurota Shishida, who offered a silent but friendly greeting.
- *I heard you're in 1-A, Izuku. How exciting!* -Pony said, looking at him with admiration- *I'm sure you'll be the best!* -.
Izuku smiled, a bit embarrassed - *Thanks, Pony. I'm really happy you're here at U.A. too. I'm glad we both have the chance to learn and train together as heroes* -.
Mina watched the interaction with enthusiasm and then leaned toward Ochako, whispering in her ear - *Seems like Izuku has a lot of friends from all over, huh?* -.
Ochako chuckled softly, nodding - *Yeah, he's so popular!* -.
Kendou looked at Pony with a knowing smile - *Pony hasn't stopped talking about you since she joined 1-B. It's great to see you're such good friends* -.
Izuku felt a bit overwhelmed by the attention but kept his composure, especially when he noticed the friendly looks from his new classmates. Finally, Pony gave him a playful nudge.
- *Don't worry, Izuku! I promise I won't take up too much of your time* -Then, she looked at the others- *It was nice meeting you all. See you in the class tests!* -.
With that, Pony and the other 1-B students said their goodbyes, leaving everyone with a new topic of conversation and a curious expectation about what the next encounters between U.A.'s hero classes would be like.
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Izuku jogs along Dagobah Beach, letting the sound of the waves and the cool breeze help him relax after his first day at U.A. He gazes at the horizon, where the sun begins to set and the sky is painted in shades of orange and purple. Despite how much has changed since the last time he was in Japan, the beach remains a peaceful refuge, a place where he can clear his mind.
As he continues his jog, his steps lead him to a side street that heads into a less crowded and more shadowy area. Something in that direction catches his attention, a sound that contrasts with the tranquility of the place. As he approaches, the muffled murmurs and sounds turn into cries of pain and stifled pleas. He stops at the edge of a dark alley and observes cautiously, keeping his distance to avoid being detected.
In the alley, under the faint light of a flickering streetlamp, three men, clearly thugs, are surrounding a slender, feminine figure. The girl moves with unsettling agility, attacking the men with fierce energy. Izuku can see her blonde hair tied in two buns and the expression of ecstasy on her face as she delivers precise and rapid blows to her opponents. Every time one of the men tries to counterattack, she dodges with ease, evading their strikes as if she were playing with them.
- *What the hell...?* -Izuku murmurs, unable to look away.
The girl pauses for a moment, inhaling deeply, with a twisted smile that reflects a mix of satisfaction and delight. One of the thugs tries to get up, but before he can react, she lunges at him, in a movement that seems almost dance-like, wrapping her arms around him while staring intently, as if studying him. The girl's gaze, filled with fascination and a kind of madness, is unsettling.
Izuku narrows his eyes, observing every detail. This isn't an ordinary fight. There's something about the way she moves, how she savors every moment, that sends a chill down his spine. She's not your typical thief or mugger; it's clear she enjoys every second of violence.
Finally, one of the men lies unconscious on the ground. The girl, seemingly satisfied, stands up and wipes her hands on her skirt, as if she had just finished a mundane task. As she turns, her eyes meet Izuku's. For a moment, he feels like he's being examined, as if she could see beyond his appearance.
- *Well, well...* -she says, smiling unsettlingly as she tilts her head, almost like a curious animal- *Looks like we have a spectator. Do you like what you see?* -.
Izuku doesn't respond immediately. He knows he needs to stay alert, but his mind races, trying to assess the situation and prepare his next move.
- *Who are you?* -he asks calmly, maintaining a defensive stance.
The girl smiles even wider, showing her sharp fangs.
- *My name is Himiko Toga* -she responds in a tone that mixes innocence and mockery - *And you? Are you someone fun?* -.
Izuku doesn't lower his guard, analyzing the girl in front of him. He knows appearances can be deceiving and that behind that playful gaze lies someone dangerous. The thugs on the ground are clear evidence of that.
Without warning, Toga lunges at Izuku with surprising speed, her face lit up with a manic expression.
- *I want to see you bleed! I want your blood!* -she exclaims, with a mix of excitement and obsession.
Izuku steps back, anticipating her movement, and blocks her attempt to grab him, catching her by the wrist and pushing her to the side. Toga retreats with a twisted smile, clearly enjoying the challenge.
- -she laughs, as she launches another attack.
Toga is fast and slippery, and her fighting style is as chaotic as it is unpredictable. Izuku barely has time to dodge her strikes, staying in constant motion. She tries to grab him, aiming for any exposed part of his body, while he focuses on avoiding her. They exchange attacks for several minutes, in a frenetic dance of strength and speed.
Izuku takes advantage of an opening to counterattack, throwing a direct punch that Toga dodges with agility, moving with a serpentine grace. He feels the adrenaline coursing through his veins, staying alert as he studies her movements. He knows he can't afford to underestimate her; every attempt Toga makes seems designed to get close enough to strike with her blades.
- *I've got you!* -Toga shouts, lunging once more with a knife, aiming for his side.
Izuku deflects her arm and throws an elbow toward her abdomen, but she moves to the side, avoiding it with astonishing speed. Toga circles him, keeping her gaze fixed on him with a mix of fascination and hunger. Izuku feels a chill run down his spine, aware that this fight isn't just physical but psychological.
-*You're... very different from the other boys* -Toga says, still smiling, approaching again with stealthy movements- *I wonder... how delicious your blood must be?* -.
Izuku frowns, reaffirming his defensive stance. Toga lunges once more, but he decides to use her momentum against her, turning and grabbing her by the arm, throwing her to the side and giving himself a moment to catch his breath. Despite the fight being unbalanced in terms of strength, Toga quickly gets up, ready to continue.
Both are covered in dust and breathing heavily, but neither Izuku nor Toga seem willing to give up. He feels he's gained some ground, but he knows this fight won't end until one of them yields.
Izuku takes a deep breath, feeling the adrenaline coursing through his veins as he watches Toga, who continues to smile with an obsessive and unrestrained gaze. So far, he had tried to hold back, but the determination in Toga's eyes and her relentless attack convince him that he needs to take the situation seriously.
Without wasting any more time, Izuku moves toward her with a speed he hadn't shown before. Before Toga can react, he deflects the knife she tries to stab him with and grabs her by the shoulders, using them to push her to the ground with controlled force. Toga tries to resist, but Izuku quickly immobilizes her, holding her wrists with one hand while applying pressure to her shoulder with the other to keep her pinned. She struggles, but her strength begins to falter, and she finally loses consciousness.
Izuku breathes deeply, watching her as he catches his breath. He realizes that the violence in her behavior, that obsession with blood, might be related to her quirk. He had heard of quirks that affected their users' minds, and seeing Toga, he couldn't help but think that perhaps she was trapped in a similar situation.
Without wasting time, Izuku decides to take her with him, making sure she's immobilized. He knows he can't leave her there, and if she's truly a victim of a quirk that alters her mental state, she'll need help. Once back at his home, he places her under observation in a room, watching for any changes in her breathing and movements.
Aware that this decision could have consequences, Izuku promises himself to investigate further, determined to find out if there's any way to help Toga. His instinct tells him there's more to her violent behavior than meets the eye, and he can't ignore the possibility that she's struggling with something deeper, something even she might not understand.
As Toga begins to regain consciousness, Izuku notices her moving restlessly, with short, gasping breaths that become increasingly desperate. Her eyes snap open, and he watches as the expression of ecstasy she had before is replaced by a childlike fear.
- *Where... where am I?* -she asks, looking around, her eyes filled with terror- *I need... I need...!* -.
Izuku steps forward, trying to calm her.
- *You're in a safe place* -he says in a soft tone- *I don't want to hurt you, and I only want to help you. I know you need something... is it blood, right?* -.
Toga looks at him, confused and desperate, nodding with small head movements.
-*Yes... blood... without it, I feel...* -Himiko writhes, as if something inside her is tearing her apart- *I feel horrible, like I'm falling apart* -.
Izuku nods and quickly stands up to leave the room, locking the door behind him. He takes out his phone and dials Tanaka-San's number, who answers almost immediately.
-*Tanaka-San, I need you to bring me some blood. It's for the girl I... found in the alley. It seems she desperately needs it, as if it's part of her quirk. I don't know how much longer she can hold on like this* -.
- *Understood, Izuku. I'll make sure to bring the blood as soon as possible. What type does she need?* -Tanaka-San asks, staying calm despite the unusual request.
- *I don't know exactly, but bring it as soon as you can. This seems urgent* -Izuku responds, his voice filled with concern.
Tanaka-San nods, and after hanging up, Izuku returns to the room, where he finds Toga writhing, with an expression of absolute panic.
- *Soon, it'll be here soon. Just hold on a little longer* -he assures her, trying to calm her down.
Toga stares at him, her eyes clouded with pain, but in her gaze, there's something else: surprise and, perhaps, a bit of curiosity. No one had ever treated her with such consideration before. As he waits beside her, Izuku promises himself to learn more about this girl and what drives her, hoping to find a way to help her, even if just a little.
Shortly after, Tanaka-San arrives in a hurry and hands Izuku a bag of blood. Without wasting time, Izuku returns to the room where Toga is, still agitated. Her trembling hands take the bag he offers, and she immediately begins to consume it with desperation, sipping the contents with a mix of need and relief.
Izuku watches silently, noticing how her breathing stabilizes and her expression changes. As she consumes the blood, Toga's face softens, and the spasms in her body dissipate. Her look of desperation gives way to one of serenity, as if she's finally at peace. When she finishes, she lets out a deep sigh and leans her back against the wall, clearly exhausted.
- *Do you feel better?* -Izuku asks in a calm voice, watching her attentively.
Toga nods, still recovering, but now with her eyes more focused and lucid.
- *Yes...* -she murmurs, looking down- *Thank you. Sometimes... sometimes I can't control it. If I don't get blood, I feel like... like I'm dying* -Toga closes her eyes for a moment, processing what just happened- *No one had ever done something like this for me before. Most people just try to push me away or... well, you know* -.
Izuku sits beside her, keeping a safe distance but with a compassionate expression.
- *It must be hard to live like that* -he says, reflecting out loud- *But if your quirk works this way, maybe there's a way to help you manage it better* -.
Toga looks at him, surprised, as if she hadn't expected those words. She stays silent for a moment, evaluating the boy who has shown concern for her.
- *Maybe... maybe you can help me* -she finally says, almost in a whisper, as if allowing herself to hope for the first time.
Izuku nods, determined to do what he can to give her a chance at a different life.
Toga looks at Izuku, hesitant, but finally decides to open up.
- *My quirk allows me to transform into the people whose blood I consume* -she explains, looking down- *But... there's a problem. I've always had this need to consume blood. Since I was little, I felt that urge, but my parents never understood. They just wanted me to be "normal"* -She pauses for a moment, her face reflecting the pain of those memories- *They forced me to suppress it, to not consume anything. They said I was a monster and that I had to act like a normal person* -.
Izuku listens attentively, nodding occasionally to show he understands. Toga sighs and continues, her voice breaking.
- *It wasn't easy. Sometimes I felt like I was going crazy from holding back so much. My parents only cared about what people would say. They never really saw me... how I felt* -Toga looks at Izuku, with a mix of hope and vulnerability- *It's like my whole life has been a fight against my own quirk, instead of learning to accept it and control it* -.
Izuku nods, understanding the complexity of her situation - *It must have been very hard for you. But now you have the chance to learn how to manage it and live in a way that lets you be yourself without having to suppress it* -he says sincerely.
Toga is surprised to hear that and stays silent, processing Izuku's words. She knows the road won't be easy, but for the first time, she feels like she might find a way to live in peace with her quirk.
Toga sighs deeply, the worry still etched on her face.
- *No matter how hard I try, my quirk will always be seen as something... dangerous. Plus, I already have a record, and my family never supported me. It's like I was doomed from the start* -Her words are bitter, and her eyes reflect a mix of resignation and sadness.
Izuku stays silent for a moment, thinking. Finally, he leans toward her and speaks with determination.
- *Listen, Himiko. I know your situation is complicated, but not everything is lost. I'll make you a deal. If you're willing to work on controlling your quirk and how you use it, I can help you find a way out* -He pauses, making sure Toga is listening carefully- *I have connections and resources, and I can help you stay on the right path. But you'll have to commit to following certain rules and accept my help to work on yourself* -.
Toga looks at him, surprised and with her eyes shining with a hope she thought she had lost.
-*Why would you do something like that for me?* -she asks with a tone of disbelief.
Izuku smiles softly - *Because everyone deserves a chance to find their way, even when it seems impossible. And I... I don't know what it's like to have to deal with a quirk that can be misunderstood, but I do know what it's like to live without one. If you're willing to accept the deal, I promise you won't have to face this alone* -.
Toga nods, still processing Izuku's offer, but for the first time, she feels like maybe she isn't as alone as she always thought.
Toga stays silent for a moment, evaluating the offer. Though it seems tempting, she still seems reluctant to accept it.
Izuku notices and softens his expression.
- *I'm not going to force you into anything, Toga. I know this isn't an easy decision, and I don't expect you to trust me right away* -he says in a calm voice- *But, if you ever feel like you need help or just want to talk, I'll be here. You can come find me whenever you need* -.
Toga watches him, still wary but visibly calmer - *Do you really mean that?* -she asks, in a softer tone but with the same intensity in her gaze- *Aren't you afraid that I might... hurt you?* -.
Izuku smiles - *I trust that you'll find a way to manage it. And I know you can do so much more with your quirk, much more than what others think* -He pauses and adds - *And if you ever decide you want a different way to live or need support, just come find me. Whatever you decide, I'll respect it* -.
Toga nods slowly, still processing his words. Finally, a faint smile appears on her face - *Alright, Izuku. I'm not promising anything, but maybe I'll take you up on that someday* -.
Izuku watches her as she walks away, trusting that with time, Toga could become a valuable ally. For both of them, it was an uncertain beginning, but one that opened doors to a future they hadn't imagined.