Amane Suzuya
Why is this brawl actually kinda interesting?
A bunch of kids V Failed Examinees.
Hm, not that catchy...
I get brought out of my inner monologue as a blond kid shoots balls with teeth? directly at Bakugou's face. My eyes widen as they actually manage to snap of Bakugou's mask. With his reflexes?!
WHAT THE FUCK?!
I grip my hands around the railings surrounding the arena as I stare down to the situation with my undivided attention. "You weren't able to dodge huh? Bet you couldn't see it coming! Hah!!" The child taunts with an evil expression.
I hold myself back from reaching over into the arena and placing that little jerk into time out. Suddenly, my eyes begin to sting as another kid uses their quirk to cloud the arena in dust. I rub at my eyelids aggressively before gaping at the scene.
"Why're these kids so... ambitious?" I mutter to myself in disbelief, the question of whether I seemed the same at that age was fascinating to me.
I mean, I didn't have any ambitions, I was just powerful as shit... huh.
"Hey what's going on here? When I was their age, I wasn't able to demonstrate this kind of power..." Mic comments, I raise a brow at this, trying not to break my eyes away from Bakugou, as fucking usual.
"Y'know... there's this line of thinking that as the generations pass, quirks will continue mixing together and deepening. They'll get stronger and more complicated... to the point where nobody will be able to control them anymore." A Shiketsu student who's also observing the exam explains to Mic.
My ears perk up at this, I snap my eyes down to my hands that still grip at the railing. I notice that I've accidentally activated my quirk, at which moment I'm not sure. But there's no denying the hand shaped divots in the metal railing.
I failed to realise sooner that I gripped too hard, there's no way I have anywhere near that much raw strength so...
Prickly, are we?
My eye twitches up, I furrow my brows at the sight. I've been unsure on how to feel about most things lately. Like I've just been walking a fine line of emotion towards each and every situation, never choosing a definitive side. And this is just another thing that keeps playing on my mind. I don't know what to do or how to feel about it... but—
My quirk keeps... activating without me making it.
Almost as if it's grown into a power beyond my ability to control... Like it doesn't need me anymore.
I grit my teeth, forcing back an eye roll. "Dramatic." I yawn before locking my eyes back onto my two UA boys.
"What? These guys aren't afraid of our quirks...?" I overhear one kid murmur to his friend in disappointment.
Well yeah... you're infants.
That snobby little one perks himself up. "Just because they were born before us... pathetic. Everyone, let's show them our real strength!" He commands to his fellow children.
I almost allow a laugh to fall from my lips at how comical this all is. I have to admit, as stupid as it is that I even dragged myself here, it is helping to distract me.
That little bratty one sure is something.
A cute little brown haired girl nearly shakes in anger at the Examinee's resilience to them. "I'LL GO!!" She volunteers, no doubt charging up her quirk.
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