Rise up

~32~

Exams were here before I even knew it. I spent most of my time studying alone in my room, or at least I was supposed to be studying. Then physical training with either Hawks or Katsuki when they had the time.

I was more nervous about the practical exams than the written ones. I knew I would pass the written ones with no problem being ranked number six in the class. However, for the practical exams, I was a little skeptical. Aizawa pulled me aside one day after class, and we chatted about the practical exams.

~Flashback~

"Takami," I stopped sparring with Katsuki in the main gym when I heard Aizawa call me over, "I need to speak with you for just a moment, and then you can get back to work."

I waved to Katsuki and made my way over to the wall Aizawa was leaning against. The rest of the class was working on hand-to-hand combat. I made my way around scattered pairs fighting throughout the gym. I stopped in front of Aizawa, and his eyes finished scanning his students' progress to address me.

"It's nothing to worry about. I just wanted to fill you in about how the practical exams will go down," I furrowed my eyebrows at him, confused as to why I was the only one needing to hear this. I was about to question why the whole class wouldn't be informed when he continued, "I assume you realize that if the practicals are done in pairs that there will be an odd man out."

I waited on asking any questions and just nodded.

"It might be an unfair advantage, but since you will be fighting alone, I figured a small warning wouldn't hurt," Aizawa uttered out as his eyes still observed the movements of his various students.

"Why was I chosen to be the one by themselves?" I spoke up, pointing to myself.

His eyes glanced at me for a second before looking back at the various fighters in the gym, "It was the smartest decision, in my opinion. You have trained outside of school and wings that give you the best chance of being able to pass on your own."

I hummed in thought, "So I just have to beat up a bunch of robots by myself. Basically what the others did in the entrance exam."

"Something like that," Aizawa mumbled and huffed, "Get back to work."

~*~

Everyone in the class had just finished our third and final day of written exams. Once we turned in our last paper, we headed to the locker rooms and got dressed in our costumes for the practicals. Arriving at the place, we were met with the sight of the majority of the UA staff.

"Now then. Let's begin the last test." Aizawa monotony announced, standing in front of the other teachers, "Remember it's possible to fail this final. If you wanna go to camp, then don't make any stupid mistakes."

"Uh, why are all the teachers here?" Jirou muttered, staring at the crowd of Pros in front of us.

"I expect many of you have gathered information and believe you have some idea of what you'll be faced with today."

Denki excitedly shouted, interrupting Aizawa, "We're fighting those big ol' metal robots!"

"Fireworks! S'mores! Here we come, camp!" Mina yelled, joining in with Denki.

"Actually, this year's test," Everyone heard the voice but didn't see who was speaking. I was confused as to why Aizawa's scarf was moving around until Principal Nezu popped out, "will be completely different, for various reasons."

I giggled quietly to myself, watching our small rodent principal climb down from Aizawa's scarf. He used the scarf as a rope to repel down Aizawa like a rock climber.