I went back and forth on this chapter for a while but I think I hit a good balance of what I suspect you want to read, and what I want to tell in a story. Parts had to be changed sadly, as while I liked them, they just didn't fit with things at this point, but hopefully, I'll find a means to add them back in later.
"Text" – Normal speech
'Text' – Thought
" Text" – Quirk Spirit speaking in the human world
" Text " - Attacks
" Text " – Radio/Communication lines
" Text" – None Japanese speech
(text) – Subtext/meaning behind a spoken word
Chapter 17: The Actions of a Hero.
"And that's our time for the day. Remember, I want you to practice how you'll communicate in a crisis, even if you're first years, you could easily be the ones entrusted with keeping bystanders calm and away from the danger." Midnight told them all as the bell rang, the woman saving the whiteboard as it was before with a press of a button, it was cleared.
"Yes, mam!" The class replied as she gave them one last smile and wink before she strutted out, Midoriya was not sure if she was putting extra sway in her hips on purpose, or if she just walked like that when on the clock.
"As he packed his things away, two rows to his left, Tetsutetsu's head slumped onto his desk. My brain."
"If I wanted to do drama, I would have joined its club back in high school," Jiro grumbled as she packed, and got up.
"Perhaps you think that, but I can tell," Aoyama had already finished, fresh as a daisy as he had been one of the most engaged with the lesson, asking all sorts of questions and discussing finer points with Midnight. "This will be the class I shine brightest in!" He posed for them, his crown glittering in the light.
"Well, you certainly got the ego for it," Kamakiri told him as he walked over.
"No-no, I have the style for it." Aoyama rebutted, to which Kamakiri remained silent, but raised an eyebrow.
"Well, it was definitely something that'll take some getting used to, especially her...unique teaching methods." Uraraka blushed a little as she had never thought she would hear as many innuendos in a single sitting, and from a teacher no less. Iida was even worse off than her, as while they knew what Midnight's brand was, the straight-laced rule follower was still rebooting.
They wondered if he had just been stun-locked for the last 40 minutes and if he even was mentally present enough to remember what they learned.
"You think they have to make sure we're all 18 before she's allowed into the class-OW!" Hagakure's question was silenced by Midoriya pocking her side.
"All right, let's try and contain ourselves, as have our next class and we should get there on time." He stated, most of the class had done just that as they walked down the halls to their next class, one that sparked fear in them.
"I can't believe we don't know if it's going to be Eraserhead or Thirteen." Ojiro lamented, as their schedules were clear in all their other classes and who taught what. But because Eraser and Thirteen essentially taught the same subject, just different portions of it, their schedules left out which teacher would be in that day.
"I'm praying it's Thirteen. I don't want to need the stress that Eraser is sure to bring." Uraraka noted, as even when he wasn't trying to be scary, Eraser was an intimidating person, having somehow fused the energy that was a strict cope with a dangerous druggie. Sadly for them, when they arrived, they found the dark-haired man waiting for them and the rest.
Normally, they might have still talked while they waited for the bell to ring and officially start class, but there was a look to Eraser that made it clear that it would be unadvised to put it lightly. So once they entered, they silently went over to their assigned seats. Aizawa all the while silently watched with a frown on his face, giving nothing of his thoughts as the last person hurried in and took their seat.
"Good, you're all here, but next time, try to get here 37 seconds faster. Time isn't a luxury." Eraser started, which led to a confused Kaminari raising his hand.
"But sir, class doesn't start for a few more minutes." Unless he was reading the analog clock wrong, which he was sure he wasn't, no way he forget how they had 3-4 minutes left before class started. He was pretty sure if he had a window seat, he would be able to see students still walking about.
Aizawa turned to him, and his gaze made him clamp his trap. With the interruption handled, Aizawa went on.
"Our class will be done at ground Gamma." He pressed a button on his podium, showcasing the zone in question which seemed to be built around the theme of an industrial zone, with warehouses, pipes, factories, and all other manner of things one could find in such a part of town. He would have continued if he wasn't interrupted once more.
"You mean it-" Tetsutetsu started, Ashido giggling along with him.
"Hero stuff?" Sero smiled.
"And when," Their joy was killed where it stood by Eraser's glare, the man's face wasn't even twisted in anger or anything like that, as just his eyes alone carried a heavy sense of irritation. "Did you think it was a wise idea to interrupt me? Should I exclude you from this class?" He asked the three, all of which hurriedly shook their heads.
"No, sir." They peeked out, trying to make themselves smaller as Aizawa's gaze remained on them a little longer so that they knew they were already getting his attention for all the wrong reasons.
"As I was saying, you've already had two lectures, so let's add in some practical training to things." Aizawa directed his gaze toward the rest as he revealed the type of class they'll be having in big flashy letters on the whiteboard, they seemed just as excited as the prior 3 but were well-mannered enough to keep to themselves like adults.
"Combat?" Several asked, some in concern, some for clarification, others out of eagerness.
Pressing another button, their desks opened up, revealing on small pedestals were large numbered briefcases. "Because of that, we'll be heading out in your costumes, which were produced according to your submitted designs and notes. Though as this is the first time you'll be wearing them, if you have issues or suggestions, don't hesitate to speak up." He explained to them.
"You have your gear; I expect to see you on site in 7 minutes." He told them before he turned and left and if for some reason they didn't read through the school's maps to know where ground gramma was, despite the fact they bothered to send such details with their acceptance letters, they were also directions in their cases and plenty of signs around campus.
"Yes, sir!" The class told him as he left, Midoriya picking up his case, holding it like a scared object as inside it, lay something that he had dreamed of wearing since he was a little kid. Though, unlike those days, when he and Yuga would fantasize about being heroes, he couldn't quite just submit designs for an All Might copy suit.
Getting up to make his way to the men's changing room, he thought about the design process he had to go through.
2 weeks before the end of their high school days, Midoriya found himself slumped on the couch wondering what to do. They had already gotten their acceptance letters but along with them, came forms for their hero customs.
According to the forms, U.A would have a support company exclusively signed to them and would prepare state-of-the-art costumes and support items for them. All they as students had to do was ensure that their quirk registry was accurate, grant U.A. and the support agency the right to access those personal files as well as send in the designs that wanted, and some notes so the designers know what the student in question is aiming for, and as many of their physical measurements as possible.
Of course, the papers also gave a line of things that for ethical or legal reasons, U.A. and the support company would not accept in their costume designs, as well as a message to keep cost in mind as the school gave them a hard limit of how much would be spent on each costume.
Midoriya felt like that was a weird thing to say when the costume allowance limit according to them was 240,000 Yen. Midoriya couldn't imagine a costume costing that much, never mind over such a limit.
" Maybe it's to prevent students from requesting ridiculous stuff," Hinata suggested, popping into the human world in her bunny form.
Shigeru followed suit, the purple cat forming on the couch, lazily looking out the window on one of the rare days that Midoriya was home alone, with no mother, no lover, no friend. " My money's on it being there to prevent students requesting something golden rings or something that they can pawn off later."
" Why would they do that? U.A.'s a school of heroes." Hinata retorted, to which Shigeru snorted.
" Yeah, and its student body isn't that much older than we were, I wouldn't say that they're a bastion of maturity." He told her, the two being able to converse about their 'deaths' much more casually than they used to.
"Or maybe it's to keep costumes from being overly complicated?" Midoriya suggested.
" Trust me, Izuku. Give me like 10 minutes and I'll come back with a simple design that costs an arm and a leg." Shigeru let out a cute meow/yawn. "Any process?"
"Not nearly enough." Midoriya signed as he looked over the coffee table, one where he had laid out several designs and even more notes. "You all make this a little more complicated than I thought, as I need a costume that can accommodate all of you, and won't tear or otherwise break." He needed something that could handle things opposite as fire and ice, not to mention support Shigeru and their latest member's powers, both of whom altered his form.
" What about your work-out stuff? They hold up just fine with our powers." Hinata suggested.
"That was made in-house, but maybe I can send in one of the spares with instructions for it to be used as the base." Midoriya was quick to dismiss, but then he thought about it for a moment, then he picked up the rules for costumes and read over them and while they barred other companies from making pieces of equipment outside essential things like his belt, his stuff wasn't hero wear, but work-out.
" You're technically right, the best kind of correct." Shigeru snickered as Midoriya, with a better idea of the core he'd be using in mind, set to work designing something.
With the background of the industrial zone, Eraserhead looked up into the darkness that was the main path into the place, seeing shapes approaching, those shapes soon became clearer for him to make out his students, all decked out in their costumes, costumes that in color, theme, style, and design were all unique to them.
Nodding, the man looked at his watch. "6 minutes and 37 seconds, good. Let's keep that up." He told them as they all walked out into the light of day. As his eye went over each, he wondered what Midnight or Mic would have said in a situation like this, one had to give an opinion about these matters, didn't they?
"Fashion can tell you a lot about a person, but for pros, looks must also be practical though what is defined as practical isn't always as simple as what takes the most damage. And from what I'm seeing among you, you all understand the concept well, though I expect to see changes done through your time here as you refine your skills or learn new ones." Aizawa settled on a critique mixed in with a compliment.
Midoriya came out wearing something of a mix of things, as while the rest had designed hero costumes from the ground up, his own was a mix of hero costumes and his workout clothing. The base was the same stuff he had worn when he had taken the entrance exam, but over that, he wore several additions. The first of which was a red sash he had double wrapped around his waist, his belt was gone, and in its place were a couple of white, elbow-length armored gloves.
Over this is wore a white sleeveless haori with thick white padding on its shoulders, with the haori having a dark green inner lining while on the back of the haori was black rhombus with the kanji for nine and a flower silhouette, specifically the Larkspur.
"Oh, that looks so cool!" Midoriya turned his attention to his friends, Uraraka leading them as his eye took in her black and pink colored costume, noting that it…fit onto her frame snugly, he didn't know she was on the chubbier side. "You're only missing a sword." His attention drew away from her thick she was to her words.
Lucky for him, she didn't seem to notice his eyes linger as he smiled in return. "I'm not all that good with a sword, but look at you! That's an amazing costume, Uraraka."
Uraraka let out a nervous laugh, her bashfulness partially hidden by her helmet's visor which covered her entire face. "You think? I didn't really put that much into the notes I sent, and I think I got the measurements wrong as it's…tighter than I thought it would be." On more way than one, he might reckon.
He wasn't the only one that noticed as Mineta commented. "The hero course is the best-O!" Ojiro's tail snacked him before he could finish the sentence, as they heard enough to know where he was going. Speaking on, Midoriya looked over both boy's costumes and the first thing that came to mind when he looked over Ojiro's was that they had a similar theme, though Ojiro was more martial artist with his. Which tracked as the boy had already shared with the group that he had been practicing such since he was 8, and had competed in several regional and national competitions before U.A.
Mineta on the other hand, was a weird one. As Midoriya suspected he was trying to go with the grapes in a bowl vibe, but his pants looked like a diaper as well, so it would be up to interpretation. One that Shigeru in his head laughed at would be the unflattering latter if Mineta didn't stop thinking with his second head.
"We can make some changes through the year, no big deal," Jiro replied, the girl wearing a much less stylized costume, instead she opted for the punk rocker look. The only things that seemed to be remotely out of place were her boots, which were bulkier than normal, thanks to the pair having speakers attached to them. Why, Midoriya didn't know as Jiro didn't share too much about her quirk.
"Yup!" His brow creased when he saw a pair of floating gloves giving Uraraka a thumbs up, along with the gloves, a glance down revealed a matching pair of shoes. There was only one person that voice could have belonged to, and that he couldn't see.
"Hagakure, where's your costume? Does it turn invisible with you or…?" Was it the budget thing? The fibers used in his gear were expensive, partially due to the fact they couldn't be made in bulk, instead, costume produced. Did Hagakure put priority on her body with her hands and feet being a secondary concern?
"Nope, you're looking at it." Hagakure cheekily replied, Midoriya opening his mouth, then closing it, repeating this a few times as he realized that he was looking at a near-naked girl, not the first time he had seen a girl's flesh, lord knew he had seen and felt Saiko's body more then a few times, but this wasn't a private space, it was the middle of class, with a drills sergeant of a teacher right there!
How did no one react to this, Aizawa hardly looked bothered and when he looked at the rest, they just shook their heads, as they also felt like this was weird as hell, but they couldn't do anything about it. Instead, he could groan into his hand, making a mental note to speak to his mother if they couldn't get something for Hagakure. It wouldn't be too hard as she did study quirks for a living, so not too many questions should be asked.
"Okay then," Kamakiri tuned things away from that dilemma and focused on someone who they could see, and who came decked out in actual clothes and gear. "Aoyama, you're looking exactly as I thought you would."
Where Kamakiri had gone with a ragged look with most of his body covered by his torn dark cloak, Aoyama went in the only direction Midoriya had known him to go. Much like his Paladin gear, it was themed off a knight but different, as he wore a white body suit, over which he wore grey, blue, and white armor pieces that consisted of a chest plate, two spherical shoulder pads, elbow-length vambraces, and knee-length boots.
The chest piece also had a bit of a collar with a yellow Greek fret-like trim which went as far as Aoyama's chin, protecting his neck but being wide enough to maintain its range of motion. He didn't wear a helmet but did spring for a pair of red wing-shaped visors, the look being finished off by shiny, reflective blue and white half cape that went as far as his waist, fastened to one side. Lastly, there was a sword fastened to his side, one with a deep blue sheath, blue and golden handle, and golden sun-shaped guard.
"Stylish?" Aoyama posed for them.
"Loud and gaudy." Kamakiri deadpanned, with Aoyama letting out a grasp as he leaned on Tetsutetsu.
"Oh, you speak such vile things!" He shot back before Aizawa clapped his hands, getting things back on track.
"You had your time to comment on each other's stuff, now let's start with the combat training class." Aizawa started. "Unlike your entrance exam, you'll be doing something different this time around. I imagine most of you have seen villains fighting against heroes, well those are the fools. A smart villain, regardless of their strength, runs when faced with a pro."
"Sensei, why is that?" Iida raised his hand.
"It's illogical to stick around and fight, ignoring the chance they might lose, it also gives other pros time to get to the scene and lend aid, if they escape, then we pros would now know more about them, their quirks, mannerism, and fighting style," Aizawa explained, the class following along with it, as it made sense-like how in a game, you could study how an enemy moved and attacked so better plan.
"Lastly, should a villain manage to badly hurt or in the rare case, kill a hero, we pros would be that much more determined to track them down. It's for all these reasons that most smart villains make it their go-to action to flee from the scene of a crime." Aizawa frowned, the class figuring he was speaking from experience, but none daring to ask him that was the case.
Aizawa, despite not showing it on his face, appreciated that they weren't asking. "For our class today, you'll be split into teams of 5 and pit against each other."
"Without real training?" Asui asked.
"This is to get you started on the basics in a more practical setting than a sparring match. That said, you won't be up against robots, so keep that in mind the exercise. Should I even think you're using excessive force I'll disqualify your entire team, understood?" Aizawa glared at them all, especially the ones whose records and frankly, his experience with them during the quirk assessment, told him they could be troublemakers.
With none giving him reason to think they didn't hear it, he moved on to another part of things. "Good, any questions?"
"How will wins and losses be determined?" Yaoyorozu asked.
"One team will be the heroes, and the second will be the villains. The objective of the villains is to escape, while the heroes are to capture the villains. The villains win if 3 or more of their number make it out, or they manage to defeat 3 or more of the heroes, same deal with the heroes, only you're supposed to keep them from escaping" Aizawa explained.
"So, we can focus on just combat then?" Bakugo was next to ask, Aizawa noting that the boy looked too eager for a yes.
Looking directly at him till the boy turned away from his gaze, only then did he answer. "The whole point is for the villains to flee, but yes-you can engage in battle with the heroes. The heroes, however, are encouraged to defeat villains without knock-outs or serious injuries."
"Will we be expelled if we fail?" Uraraka asked the next question.
"So long as you take this seriously, and make no mistake, I will know if you aren't," His frown made it clear he wasn't joking. "No, you aren't in danger of that."
"How will we be split up?" Tokage was the next to speak up, the girl dressed in a purple-scaled costume and mask.
Stepping aside, Aizawa revealed the 2 boxes he had managed to hide with his frame, much to their confusion. "It would be a random selection." The first box was the largest, a yellow thing with the word 'lots' written on it in English, the second and third were equal size, one being a black box that read 'Villain' and the white one reading 'Hero.'
"Eraser, isn't that a bit extreme?" Kaibara asked the next question, as he felt like it would work best if they could form their teams, that way quirk synergy and teamwork skills could be taken into account.
Aizawa shook his head, as while he could predict what his student was going for, life didn't always allow for such. "No. Pros might form agencies, but out in the field, when an incident happens-you work together to resolve it as quickly as possible. For villains, while they aren't known to work outside groups, there is the understanding that if one goes down, they'll rate out the rest to better their position, so it wouldn't be wise to sabotage one another."
"All right, sorry for asking."
"Never apologize for asking reasonable questions of your teachers. You're here to learn, not just repeat what say, or act as you tell you. You need to work on critical thinking skills of your own, and tailor what our lessons impart to suit you best."
"Then let's get to the teams." With that, Aizawa held up the largest box for them to pick their slips from, with Todoroki being the first, followed by Sero, then Bondo and Kamakiri. One by one, they approached, when Midoriya went up, he saw that he picked a slip that had the letter A printed on it. A glance at Aoyama allowed him to see that he had got E while Tetsutetsu was B and lastly, Ojiro was H.
Team A: Midoriya Izuku; Yanagi Reiko; Jiro Kyoka; Uraraka Ochaco; Kamakiri Togaru
Team B: Todoroki Shoto; Shoji Mezo; Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu; Tsunotori Pony; Kaibara Sen
Team C: Yaoyorozu Momo; Mineta Minoru; Fukidashi, Manga; Kuroiro Shihai; Kendo Itsuka
Team D: Bakugo Katsuki; Iida Tenya; Sato Rikido; Bondo Kojiro; Tokage Setsuna
Team E: Aoyama Yuga; Ashido Mina; Tokoyami Fumikage; Komori Kinoko; Shoda Nirengeki
Team F: Koda Koji; Kirishima Eijiro; Shiozaki Ibara; Rin Hiryu; Tsuburaba Kosei
Team G: Kaminari Denki; Asui Tsuyu; Monoma Neito; Hagakure Toru; Shishida Jurota
Team H: Sero Hanta; Kodai Yui; Ojiro Mashirao; Awase Yosetsu; Honenuki Juzu
"I look forward to working with you all." Midoriya gave a curt bow to his teammates.
"Oh, don't be so former, we'll do great!" Uraraka cheered.
"Likewise," Yanagi added.
"Jackpot." Aoyama heard Mineta giggle to himself, the Frenchman looking his way to see him poorly hiding how he was leering at Yaoyorozu's form. He hoped that they didn't suffer for his untamed lust.
"With that settled, the first two teams to go up will be team A as the heroes and," Aizawa pulled a white ball from the hero box. "Team D as the villains." Followed by a black ball from the villain one. As soon as that had been settled, Midoriya and Bakugo crossed glares, Bakugo holding in a snarl but his eyes said enough about his mood and goals, while Midoriya's gaze was strong, but defensive as he didn't want to fight, but knew he would get one regardless, so he won't hold back.
"Everyone else, head towards the monitoring station," Aizawa told them, turning on his heel while collecting all 3 boxes and walking off, the rest following after him, leaving the 10 chosen behind.
"Izuku," Aoyama grabbed his attention, the blonde looking just a little worried, his perpetual smile vacant as he glanced Bakugo's way. "Good luck out there. Bakugo won't be an easy foe."
Midoriya nodded, as they might not have seen Bakugo since they were kids, but it was clear he wasn't some pushover, not when he had only improved since then if his placement in Aizawa's quirk assessment was accurate. "I know, but we'll pull through, right?" Midoriya looked towards his team, Kamakiri smiling at him as a blade shot out his arm.
"Oh, you can bet your ass we will." He said, just as eager for a fight as Bakugo was. Uraraka, Yanagi, and Jiro all nodded as Aoyama gave them a small smile and turned to catch up with the rest.
"There won't be any delayed count-down for this. The round will be 10 minutes long, so villain team, it's in your best interest to move decisively and manage to get at least 3 of you past the heroes to one of the 3 entryways out. If you try and leave through another path, you'll disqualified." Aizawa explained to them, having returned from leading the others away to direct them to the area of the exercise.
Midoriya wasn't sure how large the entirety of ground Gamma was, but the area they would be using for the exercise wasn't small by any means. It made sense as the villains needed ways to sneak past them else it would be a straight fight from the start.
"Here are earpieces, so that you can keep in contact with one another. Keep in mind that he'll also be listening in to whatever is said, so keep the conversation on the exercise, understood?" Eraser handed them all an earpiece, the heroes taking from one case, the villains from the other.
"Yes, sir."
"Since knock-outs aren't what we're aiming for, you'll retrain your defeated foes with this." "Even if you only manage to wrap it around their arm or leg, it will count."
"Good, once I make it back to the others, the clock starts. In the meantime, you all get into position. Villains in the center, heroes to the boundaries." With that said, he turned to leave, leaping away like a ninja. Knowing that they didn't have much time, the villain team left in a hurry, Bakugo giving Midoriya one last glare before he blasted off. The heroes doing the same as they weren't allowed to just camp out at the exits, but had to enter and look for their prey.
"Midoriya, forgive me if I'm wrong, but it seems that you're…familiar with Bakugo, do you have any tips on how he'll approach this?" Yanagi asked as the group jogged ahead.
Midoriya, who was behind Kamakiri, shook his head. "No, you're right about that. But the thing is, I don't know how much information I can give."
"Why's that, he makes you promise to not rat him out?" Kamakiri asked him, looking over his shoulder to the rest of them.
Midoriya let out a laugh at that, as he recalled times when such a promise would have been made between them. "Not that, I just haven't seen him in years. Yuya and I go way back, but we also knew Bakugo when we were kids. So, any information I have would be almost a decade old." Yanagi chewed on that, as that didn't help their chances then. But that also meant that Bakugo couldn't tell their enemies anything more than they already knew.
"Seems like he still acts like a kid with how he nearly blew up when you saw you two, yesterday," Jiro stated, as Bakugo had made a shitty first impression with them.
"Yes, it seems like his spirit is similar." Midoriya agreed with her, though perhaps Bakugo had indeed matured a bit. He didn't attack him when they saw each other during the exam and when they walked into class, though Hinata reminded him that was a low bar. "If that's the case, then I can say he'll try and fight us, more accurately, he'll try and fight me."
"Isn't the entire point of the exercise or the villains to sneak past us and escape?" Yanagi asked.
"You heard Eraser, we can fight if the situation calls for it. No doubt if Midoriya's right, Bakugo's gonna make it that the situation calls for violence." Kamakiri replied for Midoriya, saw Kamakiri had hit the nail on the head with that. The glares Bakugo sent him before they departed said a lot, and nothing about him just winning the exercise.
"That's not good. He's pretty strong and if he finds one of us, he'll probably make a lot of noise. We can't let that distract us, else the rest would sneak on through." Uraraka asked, the five reaching a crossroads, wondering how they'd split to cover the paths leading to the exit.
"And that ignores the notion that his teammates might attempt to join up with him. With a speedster like Iida and someone who can act like their eyes on the eye in Tokage, they could easily spot us and move through cracks, or just take us down." Yanagi added to their situation, a reminder that like the villains, they'll also need to move without drawing attention to themselves.
However, something Yanagi said made Jiro think. "I don't think Bakugo would work with them; he doesn't even seem to remember our names," Jiro stated, as she hadn't heard Bakugo use a single one of their names, despite the fact they did, repeatedly so she wouldn't be surprised if an ass like him just chose not to use their names. That kind of attitude would be a major issue for any teamwork.
"Iida on the other hand is the type that would try, so maybe we can lead them into a trap?" Kamakiri mused as Iida seemed like the rule follower-only type, someone who wouldn't color outside the lines unless explicitly asked. He also seemed like the literal type of guy, the one that couldn't catch an insinuation unless it was so obvious even a child could get it.
"And how will we do that?" Jiro asked, the group aware that they didn't have much time to plan.
"I can act as bait," They looked towards Midoriya, who in turn was looking in the direction that the villains had run off in. "Bakugo already wants to fight me more than he wants to pass this exercise. I'll set off an attack that he'll know is me, and he'll come running. If things go right, so will Iida."
"Should we all go?" Uraraka asked him, to which he shook his head.
"No, the rest of you should focus on the others. Uraraka and I should be enough for Bakugo and Iida." Midoriya replied, which made Uraraka blush.
"Really?!" She squeaked. She had One for All, but aside from none of them even knowing what One for All was, she hadn't gotten nearly as good with it as she hoped she would when she first received it a couple of months back. That means she'll be mainly relying on Zero Gravity, but she would need to touch either Iida or Bakugo and both were crazy fast, a lot faster than she was.
"You're strong, Uraraka. You have faith in yourself. Besides," Midoriya calmed her down, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Like you said, he's not the type to work with others, not unless he's calling the shots, so their teamwork would be shoddy at best." He smiled, as he knew that they'll be able to work together like a well-oiled machine.
And done! I wanted to do their hero class, but at this point, I'd written it out 3 different times and while each was different, there was only so much I could mix up the old recipe. So I changed it by taking elements from their joint training and using them here. Some of the teams were even made of people who were in the same match, either as friend or foe.
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