As Time Passes (BNHA)

Chapter 2

"A quirk apprehension test?!"

Aizawa sighed.

So far, he wasn't very impressed.

After waiting for nearly fifteen minutes, everyone had finally arrived at the PE grounds with their uniforms changed. Honestly, his new class seemed to hold no sense of urgency and seemed to be under the impression that they were there simply to socialize. It was rather irritating, but it wasn't something that he hadn't dealt with before.

"What about orientation?" A girl with brown hair and a rosy face asked nervously.

"If you really want to be heroes, we don't have the time for such frivolous niceties," Aizawa told them simply. "UA has a reputation for its freedom on campus. That 'freedom' applies to us teachers as well.

Softball pitch. Standing long jump. Fifty meter dash. Endurance running. Grip strength test. Sustained side-to-side jumps. Upper body exercises. Seated toe touch. These are all activities you know from junior high, physical tests where you were barred from using your quirks. This country still hasn't gotten around to standardizing those sorts of records or keeping track of average performance levels while prohibiting quirk usage. It's irrational. The department of education is just procrastinating."

Aizawa turned to the hot headed blonde that had been arguing with Iida and insulted by Eiko.

"Bakugo," he called the boy's attention. "How far could you throw a softball in junior high?"

"Sixty-seven meters."

The teacher tossed a softball to the newly dubbed Bakugo. "Try using your quirk this time around. As long as you don't exit the circle, anything is fine. Don't hold back."

"Got it," Bakugo muttered, doing a couple stretches before reeling his arm back and throwing it with a massive explosion. "Diiiieeee!!!"

Die?

Many of his classmates looked at him, unsure of how to respond to that, but almost all of them were impressed at how far the ball seemed to be blasted.

"Before anything else, one must know what they're capable of." Aizawa held up the measuring device he had been holding. '705.2 m' was displayed clearly on the screen for the entire class to see. "This is a rational metric that will form the basis of your 'hero foundation.'"

*****

Eiko wasn't sure what to think of their homeroom teacher.

He was certainly eccentric in both terms of looks and personality, and he was admittedly a bit harsh. However, to Eiko, he didn't seem like a bad person. She had met plenty of horrible and cruel people over the years, and the man known as Aizawa Shouta didn't give off any of those vibes. He just happened to take his job seriously, which Eiko could respect.

Even with that respect, though, she couldn't help but feel a tad nervous at his expression towards the class' reaction to Bakugo's softball pitch.

"Awesome!" One of her classmates cheered. "This actually looks fun!"

"705 meters?! Unreal!"

"We can really use our quirks?" Another classmate questioned cheerily. "That's the Heroes Course for you!"

From Eiko's spot, it appeared that the only ones not getting excited were her more stoic classmates along with the green haired boy from the doorway, who, quite frankly, looked like he was going to have a panic attack. Which, I mean, mood.

Eiko couldn't really blame him either after what Aizawa said next.

"It looks fun...you say..." he muttered darkly. "So you were planning to spend your three years here having a good ol' time? What happened to becoming heroes? All right, then. In that case, new rule: the student that ranks last will be judged as hopeless and instantly expelled." As students were recoiling and shouting in shock, Aizawa gave an amused yet almost sadistic grin "Your fate is in our hands. Welcome, to the UA High Heroes Course!"