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(A/N; Quick note. So if I skip some events in this fic, y'all can assume that whatever has happened in that time skip will be practically the same as cannon. Just wanted to inform y'all. Anyway, let's get on with the story!)


After an uneventful evening, you returned to school the next day. 

It was time for Foundational Hero Studies. Which also meant that it was time for Battle Training. 
And, oh god, you were so late for class. 

When you entered the classroom, All Might was sending the students off to change into their new hero suits. 
"Ah, young Mikumo! You're late!" The pro exclaimed. 

"Yeah, sorry about that." 

"I was just about to send you all off to change!" He picked up a remote, clicking a big red button, and the side of the classroom opened, revealing numbered cases. "Pick up the case that corresponds with your seat number!" All Might explained. "And then we'll all meet in Ground Beta!" 

You picked up your case; the one numbered with a 10, and headed off to the girl's locker room.

~...~

You were one of the first to finish changing, considering how relatively simple your suit was.
Your hero suit comprised a dark gray and mustard yellow bodysuit, with a matching belt to hold two bo staffs — one on each side of your hip —, a charcoal black cloak, off-white knee-high boots, navy blue gloves, and a knife holster on your thigh. 

People began to file into Ground Beta, and you had to say, while some hero costumes were uncomplicated, others were very... complex.
Take Yaayorouzu for example -- her hero suit was very revealing, that was a fact. How did  she even get that on? You thought, practically slack-jawed as you scanned the crowd. A boy wearing complete body armor zoomed past you, hair waving as the wind picked up momentarily.

Is that... Is that Iida? His suit has to be really heavy.

And here you thought it couldn't get any worse, when your gaze landed on an area of empty space, but with gloves and boots.

Ok. Oh god, Hagakure is naked. Holy shit. WHO MADE THESE SUITS?!

You coughed once, facing away.

Soon enough, everyone had arrived, and All Might began explaining the rules and setting up the teams. 

"Round 1!" He announced.
"The Hero Team will be Mikumo and Midoriya!"

Oh, you've gotta be fucking kidding me, I hate my life so much-

"...And the Villain Team... Bakugo and Hagakure!" 

~...~

Hagakure and Bakugo had already entered the building, you and Izuku were given time to plan how you would reach the warhead.

"I can guarantee that Kachaan will come after me."
You frowned, Again, why is that name so familiar?
 "He'll probably ignore you completely, so I'll deal with him. And- and you could take care of Hagakure? Is that ok with you?"

"Yeah, for sure, Midoriya. I can take care of her, no sweat."

Izuku grinned. "Alright. We'll stay in contact using the comms device. Keep me updated, ok? Contact me if you need any help."

You paused, "...Same goes for you."

"H-huh?"

"I mean, everyone can tell that you and Bakugo have some type of history. And it's not the good type either. So, if you need help, you know how to contact me." You said, tapping the earpiece.

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