" 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙀𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝'𝙨 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙒𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙣 𝙄𝙨 𝙈𝙮 𝘽𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘽𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠 "
If You're Looking For A Love Story, A Healthy Family, And A Totally Non-Chaotic Plot Line, GET OUT. Instead, This Is Hitomi Todoroki, our fierce, brilliant...
Hitomi crossed her arms over her chest, remaining silent as the class broke out into worried glances and unsure looks. The one girl, Ochako Uraraka, pointed out they'd miss orientation and seemed to be more worried on annual first-day things instead of the surprise exam they were just about to begin. I'm not sure if I should pity her or be embarrassed for her. She really wants to go and meet people that bad?
" If you really wanna make the big Leagues, you can't waste time on pointless ceremonies. Rational students would understand that." Their teacher replied, back turned to them. A bit of the class gasped, slightly taken aback by his answer. Wasn't ceremonies and parties and first impressions apart of being a Hero just as much as Quirks and Fighting?
" Here at UA, we're not bound to traditions. Thus, I run my class how I see fit," Aizawa ordered, looking back at them with a stern expression. " You've been taking standardized tests most of your lives, but you never had the chance to do them with your quirks in physical exams." He presented them a small screen, their middle school scores written from A-Z.
" The country is trying to pretend we're all equal by not letting those with the most power excel. It isn't rational. One day the Ministry of Education will learn. Eventually...," Aizawa trailed off, taking a moment to let that sink in. " Bakugou; you managed to get the most points on the Entrance Exam. What was your farthest distance throw with a softball?" The boy, who she noted as Bakugou, picked his head up, wondering why his name was called.
" 67 meters, I think." He answered, calmer than his original attitude. Hitomi raised a brow, a curious expression taking over her features. Fiery personality, classic rebel-boy figure. And not too bad looking.
" Right, now try it with your quirk." Aizawa ordered, tossing a baseball towards Bakugou. The hot-head caught it as he walked to the instructed circle. Most of the class backed up, including their insomniac Teacher.
