"Regular speech,"

"Flashback speech,"

'Inner dialogue,'

'Phone Text Chat'

The next day of school was starting to be far less nerve-wracking than their first. Izuku diligently paid attention as Present Mic lectured the class on English sentence structure. Sure, it wasn't exactly Izuku's favorite subject, but he wasn't gonna waste his opportunity to be a hero.

"Now, which one of these sentences has a wrongly conjugated verb?" Present Mic asked, looking at the class. Izuku raised his hand, just barely beating Yaoyorozu, "Midoriya! You're on the air!"

"N-Number four I-is wrong, sir," Izuku said.

"Right, you are, young man! You see, the verb in sentence four is in its past tense when it needs a present tense instead!"

A few mumbles went over the class at Present Mic's intense attitude toward such a mundane topic.

After a few minutes of exhausting English lessons, Present Mic made his way out, allowing them to leave for lunch.

"Hey, Midoriya! You wanna eat lunch with Iida and me?" Uraraka asked him, smiling in relief at the end of class.

"O-Oh, sure, if you g-guys are fine with it," Izuku stuttered, still not used to talking to girls other than Himiko.

"I must admit, I didn't know what to expect from our other classes after Aizawa sensei's highly irregular tests yesterday. But it seems they have a good grasp on not only hero procedures but also regular school curriculum," Iida enthused as his arm made a chopping motion.

'He does that a lot,' Izuku laughed.

"Well, since we didn't get to yesterday, let's check out the cafeteria!" Uraraka cheered, leading the two boys.

"WHOA! It's the cooking hero: Lunch Rush," Izuku yelled very enthusiastically at seeing a hero you wouldn't normally see.

"You're such a fanboy," Uraraka laughed, her whole body shaking.

"I-I can't help it! It's so cool seeing heroes like this every day!"

"I must agree; it is quite exciting!"

Uraraka gave them a bashful smile, "Yeah, sorry. You were just making a hilarious face, but I understand what you guys mean!"

After they finished their lunch and returned to the classroom, Izuku noticed that it was abuzz with chatter.

"So what do you think we're gonna do?"

"I don't know, but I hope we get to use the costumes we ordered!"

"I know, right? It'd be a bummer if we couldn't use them for a while!"

Izuku's excited grin made him remember the design he had created for his costume and how Himiko and his mom had made him the suit themselves.

"Izuku! Look, we spent all day yesterday sewing this for you," his mom smiled, holding up a forest green jumpsuit with black accenting lines down the arms, legs, and torso.

"Your mom wanted to put white into the pattern, too, but I thought this looked way better. Oh, I also got you some chest, knee, and arm pads, so you better not get busted up with all the effort I put into finding them!"

"I'll try my best," Izuku laughed, giving them both big hugs.

Izuku smiled at the costume case next to his desk, hoping he'd get to use it today during hero basic training.

As he was lost in thought, a loud set of footsteps made their way to the classroom. And he was startled by an equally loud shout from the doorway.

"I am here, arriving like a hero!" All Might cheered, hanging by the door frame.

Izuku could swear he heard the door groaning for a moment under All Might's weight. Izuku felt an odd kinship with the doorframe for a moment, knowing full well how much the pro hero weighed.

"Whoa, cool! That's his silver age suit," Ashido cheered as All Might made his way to the teacher's podium.

"So retro," Kirishima enthused with the girl.

"Today, during Hero basic training, we'll tackle a very real part of hero work. Battle Training!"

"B-Battle training!" Izuku gasped, very concerned about whoever would be fighting Kacchan.

'Who am I kidding? With my luck, it'll be me,' Izuku sighed, hunching his shoulders.

"Battles are a large part of most heroes' work; even if you decide to become a rescue hero, you'll need to have some combat experience! Life is unfair, and villains can be worse; they won't care if you don't have experience fighting. So that's the purpose of today's training: to give you that experience and see the tactics of your peers! Now, everyone, suit up and make your way to ground Beta!"

This suit his mom and Himiko had made him was a bit frustrating, not that he didn't appreciate the work they'd put into making it. On the contrary, that made him love the costume. That didn't mean the numerous buckles on the chest padding, legs, and arms weren't giving him trouble.

'I get why you got this, Himiko, but did you have to make it so complicated when it should be like two buckles on each piece?'

As Izuku gave himself a once over in the mirror, he noticed the suit was a bit tighter than he would've liked, no doubt Himiko's idea to mess with him. Sighing, Izuku left the locker room to join the others.

"Whoa, Midoriya, that suits super down to earth! The armor is a little different, though. Are those motorcycle pads?" Uraraka asked, poking the hard chest armor.

Now that he looked at it, the armor was very similar to motorcycle padding. After inspecting his costume, Izuku went to compliment the girl about hers. But just as soon as he looked, his eyes were averted at the skintight body suit.

"Yeah," she nodded, blushing from behind her pink-tinted visor. "I probably should've been more specific with the design because this is super embarrassing to wear!"

"I-It's cool; it reminds me a little bit of a sci-fi movie character. Kinda space themed, ya know?"

"Right! That's exactly what I was going for!"

"Hey! I've gotta say, everyone! I love all the designs I see here," All Might's eyes scanned the crowd, nodding, and then his eyes met Izuku's, and he saw the mouth guard that resembled All Might's wide grin. And on top of his mask were a pair of standing "bunny ears" that didn't fool All Might at all; they looked just like his own standing hair locks. He seemed to be suppressing a laugh. "l-looking at you guys is getting me pumped up for the two-on-two battle trials we'll be having here!"

"Sir," said Iida from inside a full suit of armor, "will we be performing these trials in the cityscape in the vane of the U.A. entrance exam?"

"Good question; today's trials will be held indoors! While most villain fights are seen taking place outdoors, most of the more heinous villains will fight indoors on their terms. It's very one-sided and unfair, but that's how most smart villains will fight. It's our job as heroes to overcome this disparity. Now you'll be divided into two-person teams of heroes and villains."

Yaoyorozu chimed in before All Might could continue, "What is the condition of victory for this exorcise?"

Kacchan burst out, "Can I just blow the hell out of whoever I fight!?"

Then Uraraka spoke up nervously, "Are you going to expel whoever does the worst in this test, like Mr. Aizawa?"

Finally, Iida spoke up, at least having the courtesy to raise his hand, "How will the teams be split up for this test?"

All Might stood shaking at the verbal onslaught for a moment; he was clearly struggling to keep up with the questions. "Uh, well, in order of your questions, the test, as I said, will be a two-on-two team battle consisting of heroes and villains. The villain's goal is to protect a fake nuclear weapon until either the time for the test runs out or until they can capture the heroes. And likewise, the hero's goal is to either capture the weapon by having a single member of their team touch the weapon, or just like the villains, they can win the trial by subduing their opponents," All Might paused, scratching his head thinking about the other questions he'd heard, "no, young Uraraka nobody will be expelled no matter their scores, and young Iida, we will determine teams by random drawing."

At that, Iida jerked unhappily, "Random drawing! Isn't that a bit beneath an institution like U.A.?"

Izuku shook his head, understanding the thought process in this exercise. "Not necessarily. Think about it: in real life, heroes always team up with other heroes they aren't familiar with. This will kind of simulate that!"

"Hmm, yes. I understand. I retract my assumption and apologize. Please forgive my hasty words," Iida bowed to All Might.

"N-No problem! Now, everyone step forward and pick a number! It is sad to say, though, that due to young Mineta's expungement, one of you will be doubled up and fighting in an additional battle today. That person will know because the ball they'll withdraw will have two sets of numbers instead of one."

Everyone groaned, hoping they wouldn't be the person chosen for fighting a second time; well, everyone but Kacchan.

One after another, the students stepped forward, either cheering they didn't have the double battle numbers or, in Kacchan's case when he yelled loudly at not pulling it.

'I have a really bad feeling about this,' Izuku thought, dreading his approach to the box All Might was holding,' please don't be me, please don't be me, please don't be me.'

Aaaaand he drew the double numbers, "Why does god hate me?"

Izuku sighed, holding his head.

"Now, now, young Midoriya. I'm sure it won't be as bad as all that. Just please be sure to do your best and not overdo it," All Might reassured him, patting Izuku on the shoulder.

"Now, here are the teams!"

Team A. Izuku Midoriya and Ochako Uraraka

Team B. Shoto Todoroki and Mezo Shoji

Team C. Momo Yaoyorozu and Izuku Midoriya

Team D. Katsuki Bakugou and Tenya Iida

Team E. Yuga Aoyama and Mina Ashido

Team F. Rikido Sato and Koji Koda

Team G. Denki Kaminari and Kyoka Jiro

Team H. Fumikage Tokoyami and Tsuyu Asui

Team I. Mashirao Ojiro and Toru Hagakure

Team J. Eijiro Kirishima and Hanta Sero

"There you have it, so with that out of the way! It looks like the first two teams up are," All Might thrust his hand into a second box, pulling two balls from inside, "Team A as the heroes and Team D as the villains!"

Izuku had to suppress the tears that were going to come to his eyes, 'god really does hate me! I've gotta fight Kacchan as the first fight, and then I have to go into another battle afterward!'

The evil grin Kacchan sent him made Izuku's spine crawl at its intensity.

"A-All Might? I-Is this really t-the best idea?"

Approaching the clearly shaking boy, All Might lay his huge arm on Izuku's shoulder, trying to reassure him, "Don't you worry, my boy! There are cameras all throughout the building you will be tested in, and if the battle goes too far, I will stop it immediately. But if you feel like the battle has gotten too out of hand and I still haven't stopped the test, please don't hesitate to say so."

"O-Okay," Izuku nodded, walking over to stand in front of the building, where they would be storming in in a few minutes.

A rough shoulder slammed into Izuku's back, almost making him fall over, "fuck out of my way, Deku!"

Izuku glared at Kacchan's back, and even when he turned to glare, Izuku never broke his glare, making the other boy seem even angrier.

"Are you alright, Midoriya?" Uraraka asked worriedly as Kacchan continued into the building.

"Y-Yeah. I'm sorry, but he's probably gonna rush me as soon as the trial starts, so we probably won't be able to work together the whole time. But I think I've got a plan."

Uraraka seemed surprised at his serious tone as he studied the layout of the building on the map they had been supplied with, "really? I thought you'd be a little too worried about something like that, but you're really fired up, aren't you?"

"W-Well, if I'm being honest, I'm terrified," Izuku laughed, his hands shaking, "b-but I'm not gonna run, so I've got a plan for us like I said."

Even after having told Uraraka his plan, Izuku wasn't entirely sure about this; it was half-backed and thrown together in the spur of the moment. But there wasn't anything he could do about it, so this was the only plan they had. At least the only plan that didn't require him to break his bones to win, but he was sure destroying the building they were in wouldn't reflect well on their score.

"Are you sure about this, Midoriya," Uraraka asked for the third time since they had entered the building.

"This is the only way," Izuku answered yet again.

"I know, but what if he doesn't-"

Uraraka was cut off as her unfinished question was inadvertently answered by Kacchan, "Where the fuck are you, Deku?!"

The sound of echoing explosions made the girl jump, and Izuku grimaced at the fury in Kacchan's voice.

"Go, Uraraka! I'll draw his attention to this stairwell, so you head up the opposite one! The bomb should be on either the next floor or the one right above it since he didn't start down on the first, second, or third floor!"

The girl hesitated for a moment before nodding to Izuku, slapping him on the shoulder, and smiling at him, "Beat him up, alright?"

Izuku's shaky grin did little to reassure her, but she left, deciding to trust his plan.

"This is going to suck," Izuku sighed, waiting a few seconds before he crept up the stairs to the next floor.

Kacchan's shout was now far closer than it had been, almost definitely sounding right around the corner. "You little bitch! Where are you hiding? You too fucking scared to use that goddamn quirk you've been hiding from me all these years!?"

'What,' Izuku went over his words for a second. Now that he thought about it, that might've been the only explanation for Izuku suddenly using a quirk when Kacchan was sure he didn't have one. So that explained why he was so pissed with Izuku; he thought he'd been hiding his quirk all this time just to spite the other boy. 'Well, that doesn't exactly give him a pass for any of the shit he's done. He thought I was quirkless this whole time and treated me like dirt, so it's only fair I pay him back just a little. It might not sound too heroic, but I'm gonna enjoy this!'

"I'm right here, Kacchan!" Izuku yelled, gaining his attention.

After his shout, the building went deathly quiet. The only sound heard was Izuku's shoes tapping against the stone floor as he walked towards a corner.

'If I know Kacchan, he'll probably wait until I get close to this corner and swing at me with a big left hook.'

And true to Izuku's assumption, Kacchan sprang around the corner just as Izuku had reached it, "I'm gonna kill you! Take this!"

And exactly like he thought, Kacchan threw a left hook. So, Izuku moved his head to the side, grabbed hold of Kacchan's wrist as tightly as he could, and then flipped the boy over his shoulder, slamming him into the ground and knocking the wind out of him.

Not wasting a moment, Izuku reared back and slammed a kick into the side of Kacchan's face.

"I probably shouldn't say this, but that felt really good!" Izuku yelled, taking Kacchan's moment of stunned pain to send One for All shooting through his body in a familiar rush. It took little time these days to regulate how much power he sent his body. The green crackling static covered him from head to toe.

"T-The fuck," Kacchan spat a wad of blood from his mouth, looking at Izuku, both dumbstruck and confused, "so, you have been fucking playing me this whole time! Was it funny to you? Thinking I was so fucking beneath you, you didn't even have to bother showing me your quirk or using it on me until now!?"

"Fuck you," Izuku yelled, very uncharacteristic anger at Kacchan's words filling him with confidence, "you think I would put up with all your bullying for almost my entire life, just as an inside joke that no one but me would enjoy? I've always thought this, Kacchan, but I was always too afraid to say it; you're too full of yourself! Didn't you ever stop to think I never fought back because I couldn't?! Well, guess what? Now I can, and you can't stop me! I'm not a Deku anymore!"

Kacchan slammed his palms into the ground beneath him, heaving himself to his feet, and slammed a hand into the wall next to him, "You should be scared, Deku, 'cause when I'm done with you, you're gonna be a bloody smear on this wall!"

Kacchan rushed toward Izuku again, this time propelling himself faster with a cluster of explosions.

'Another left hook?'

Izuku dodged downward at the last second, seeing a left hand pass overhead and an explosion bursting in the space he'd left. Izuku leaned back onto his hands quickly and thrust his feet up into Kacchan's stomach, making the boy cough in pain.

The force of the double kick sent Kacchan slamming into the roof above and falling back down to the ground. Just as Izuku was thinking the fight might go easier than he had thought, Kacchan let off an explosion in front of himself. The blast wasn't powerful, but it did create a concealing smokescreen.

'Crap, where next? Another left? No, he probably figured out by now that I know how he fights! So what next?'

A light tap behind Izuku startled him, and he realized that Kacchan had also used the smokescreen as an aerial maneuver to land behind him. The realization was too late, though, and an explosion hit Izuku's back, singeing his suit and armor. Thankfully, it wasn't able to penetrate the padding fully.

Izuku crouched low and sent a backward kick up at Kacchan's face. The blow was caught, and an explosion nearly dislocated Izuku's ankle.

Wincing in pain, Izuku let go of the ground with his hands and twisted, slamming his other foot into Kacchan's face. They both fell to the ground after the blow, panting and glaring at one another.

"Quit fucking aiming for my face, asshole!"

"Stop using explosions," Izuku deadpanned, looking at the boy like he was an idiot.

"The fuck? I'm not gonna quit using my quirk!"

"You just gave my answer to your stupid statement," Izuku laughed with a tremor in his voice.

Leaning a bit more heavily on his left leg, Izuki turned and ran as quickly as he could up the next staircase, leaving Kacchan dumbstruck.

"You little bitch! You're running!?"

Izuku made his way up the stairs, Kacchan no doubt on his heels. He ducked into the nearest room, closing the door behind him, and then he sprang up using his good leg to hide in the rafters.

"Uraraka," Izuku whispered into his earpiece, "are you there?"

"I'm here Midoriya. How is your part of the plan going," she asked, worry evident in her voice.

"Well, he's definitely pissed off," Izuku whispered, hearing Kacchan thundering around outside the room he was in. "What about you? Did you find the bomb?"

"Yep, just like you thought it was on the highest floor, and Iida is guarding it. Looks like he took everything out of the room, so I can't float anything."

"How many entrances are there to the room?"

"I can see one right behind me and the side entrance to the left of Iida. He can see both entrances, but he's facing my way more."

"That's good. When I say so, get Iida's attention, and I'll do my part," Izuku sighed, looking down at his right leg and touching the ankle gingerly. It was definitely sprained, so Izuku shifted his ankle pad down a bit and tightened it around the wound to help alleviate the pain.

Izuku listened to Kacchan rant and rave around on the floor they were on. Izuku lightly jumped down from his hiding position and grabbed a metal trash can that was next to the door.

A slow peek outside the door assures him Kacchan wasn't nearby, so he crept toward the stairs he'd taken and threw the can down the stairs.

Immediately, a chorus of explosions made its way to Izuku and the noise, but he quickly retreated into a room opposite the stairs leading further up to the last floor.

"I'm gonna find you, Deku," Kacchan yelled, rocketing down the stairs and allowing Izuku to run up to the next level before he could notice.

'Okay, now it's a matter of seeing which door to the bomb I'm near,' Izuku slowly pushed the door open, seeing Uraraka hiding behind a nearby pillar as Iida ranted to himself about villainy. 'What's that about?'

"Uh, Uraraka, I'm right behind you, so I'm going to circle around and get to the other side."

"S-Sounds good," the girl said, a slight tremble in her voice.

"Are you alright," Izuku asked, hurrying as fast as he could to the side entrance.

"Y-Yeah, it's just… Iida is being super serious about this and—"

A small burst of her own laughter cut her off.

Izuku could hear Iida from his side of the room, "So, you've come, Uraraka! I calculated as much when Bakugou ran off on his own! I know your quirk allows you to levitate objects you touch, so I've removed all objects from the floor in the room!"

Izuku slowly opened the door to Iida's left, seeing that Uraraka had managed to make him step a few feet forward away from the device.

'Pretty good, but just in case, I want a better distraction so Iida can't use his speed to stop me from getting it.'

"Uraraka, make a big move for the device from the front to make him panic, but act like he stopped you before you could try."

Just as a loud boom tore through the floor below them, Uraraka took a step forward and then a second wobbling one that she took to run in a wide arc to Iida's right.

The armor-clad boy followed her movement, never taking his eyes off her, but now turning his back to Izuku, 'Thanks for making it seem like I'm still downstairs, Kacchan.'

Izuku opened the door wider and readied himself. As Uraraka made a fake grab for the device, Izuku let One for All fill his body. He sprang forward using his unharmed leg. Just a few inches from the bomb, Izuku heard a shout that wasn't Iida or Uraraka.

"Found you! You fucking coward!"

Izuku's fingers were just about to brush the bomb, but then a very forceful explosion slammed into Izuku's face, sending him blasting into the wall the bomb was against.

Kacchan was now on top of him, throwing punch after punch that Izuku tried blocking with his arms, but a firm grip around his arms and an explosion made his arms too weak to hold up.

"I said if you came to U.A., I'd beat the shit out of you!"

"Get off!" Izuku grit his teeth, placing both of his feet on Kacchan's stomach and pushing him with all of his power. It had been desperate, but the push sent Kacchan at an angle away from Izuku and in such a manner that he slammed into Iida, who had run their way to secure the bomb.

Uraraka soared overhead, her fake play for the bomb now working in their favor as she landed on the objective and released her quirk, "I got it!"

Izuku let his head fall back, sighing in relief, his arms and leg aching, 'well, that sucked.'

All Might's yell echoed through the entire building, "The hero team, wiiiiiiiins!"

Uraraka sank from the bomb and slowly made her way over to Izuku, "are you alright!?"

"Y-Yeah, it's just… my everything that hurts," Izuku joked, sitting up to see Kacchan and Iida flailing in a tangle of limbs.

"Get the fuck off of me, Shitty Four-Eyes," Kacchan yelled, still trying to get at Izuku.

"Good heavens! Are you a feral beast? Cease your thrashing and allow me to extricate myself," Iida yelled, his arms hooking under Kacchan's armpits.

After a few painful seconds of watching them struggle, the pair finally stood to their own feet, and Iida made his way over.

"That was an excellent strategy, Midoriya! Using Uraraka as a distraction was quite effective, but how did you get away from Bakugou," he asked, crouching down and slinging Izuku's arm over his shoulder to carry him.

"That was pretty easy," Izuku chuckles, looking down and mumbling. "I've got a few notes on people and their weaknesses. I already know Kacchan, so I knew pissing him off would make him way more narrow-sighted. But just in case, I got a few good kicks on his head a little before I gave him the slip; honestly, he might have a concussion from that first kick to the head I gave him. It took him a lot longer than it normally would to realize I'd come up here, and the only reason is because of my insults and targeted strikes."

"I assume you didn't expect him to make his way up to the fifth level," Iida grimaced in sympathy.

"I thought it could happen, but after I heard that explosion downstairs, I thought I had more time. I guess I didn't."

"Well, you still managed to win despite all of the variables, so I must commend you," Iida smiled, helping Izuku along as Uraraka followed, looking slightly queasy.

"Are you okay?" Izuku looked at Uraraka in worry as she held her stomach.

"Y-Yeah, I just get super nauseous when I float myself; if I'd done that a second time, I'd probably hurl," she waved a dismissive hand with a shaky smile.

Izuku looked back, gazing at Kacchan, and then he quickly turned his head back at the burning glare he was receiving.

'Oh crap, he's super pissed!'

Once they had made it down another two floors, Izuku saw what had been hit by the giant explosion Kacchan had released. The entire third floor was destroyed, and the walls were either shattered or completely gone. Iida and Uraraka looked at Kacchan with far more wariness than they had before.

"I knew he was deplorable," Iida whispered lowly to Izuku and Uraraka, "but if you had been down here, you could have been seriously hurt.

"That's why I kicked him in the head pretty hard, not like he held back against me," Izuku gave him a very dry look.

'Although, I probably could've kicked him way harder,' Izuku thought.

"Quit fucking muttering to yourselves up there, and let's get the fuck out of here," Kacchan's quieter-than-usual cussing made Izuku more nervous than his usual volume.

All Might was waiting outside, a large smile on his face that seemed a little strained when he saw how hurt Izuku was and, to a lesser extent, Kacchan.

"Welcome back! Congratulations to the winners and to the losers, and please don't be discouraged! Even in the jaws of defeat, we can rise and learn from the experience, so with that, let's make our way back to the control room!"

"I'd say the M.V.P of this test was quite obviously young Midoriya and, to a lesser extent, young Iida! Now, can anyone tell me why I gave that assessment?"

Yaoyorozu raised her hand, "Sir, Midoriya was able to accurately deduce that Bakugou would target him specifically and only him, so he smartly sent his partner to gain intel on the enemy before making a move. Then, he was smart enough to taunt Bakugou into an easy-to-read attack, delivering several blows to his opponent and disorienting him. He did make a mistake, however! When he allowed his enemy to get behind him, he suffered a severe wound that hindered him in the end. Meanwhile, Iida stayed on task the entire time, never leaving the device and keeping his opponent away. However, he grew nearsighted at the explosion he heard, thinking he was safe to battle Uraraka fully, and that allowed the other team to secure the bomb in the confusion. Uraraka played too passive of a roll, but she did support her teammate adequately. And then there's Bakugou; he was completely wild and irrational. From abandoning his task and teammate to blindly attacking Midoriya and then destroying the third floor because he was frustrated. His performance was the worst of everyone, even if he nearly saved his team's objective in the end."

All Might stood with his body shaking in amazement for a moment before he seemed to remember he was the teacher, "y-yes, very accurate and to the point. Good assessment! Now, with that being said, everyone have that opening battle in mind while going forward. In the meantime, young Midoriya. Do you think you can make it to the nurse's office?"

"Y-Yeah, I can make it. Thank you very much, All Might," Izuku bowed, hurrying as fast as he could toward the nurse.

"Very well," All Might watched him go but called after him, "If your second team is called while you're still away, your fight can be postponed until you return."

Thankfully, the feeling had returned to his arms, and he could move them, but it hurt greatly, so he was careful not to bump into anything. Kacchan didn't even turn his head as he left.

In the control room, as Izuku left, the buzz from the other students was loud.

"That was so cool," Mina Ashido yelled to the group. "Did you see those sick moves Midoriya had? He kept just kicking Bakugou around!"

"Yeah, but those attacks Bakugou got on him seemed way worse than Midoriya's," Kirishima said, remembering the fight, "and that smokescreen air maneuver thing was really smart."

"If this is how intense all the training is going to be, then I'm getting pumped for this," Kaminari said, his grin wide.

'I hope he'll be alright,' All Might thought, very worried for Izuku. He had taken a considerable amount of damage, 'I think he used minimal force compared to young Bakugou because he feared hurting the boy.'

All Might turned to the blond boy who was glaring at his own feet, 'I don't believe he would have given Izuku the same consideration, however.'