What if I told you... [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 30

Look at him he's beautiful

 The whole class passed the first part of the exam and after a short break we were back in the plaza for instructions.

We watched the screen and suddenly all the elaborate setups from before exploded.

"You all will be conducting a rescue exercise. There was large scale villain attack where many bystanders were injured. Backup is not here, it is your duty to rescue them and provide first aid until paramedics arrive."

Denki nudged my shoulder and whispered in my ear,

"Hey, you're going to be amazing at this one." I gave a slight nod and grinned slightly. Both my parents made sure I was trained heavily in first aid, so I felt like I could be a good amount of help here.

We were all sent out into the arena and as the buzzer sounded I scanned the area.

"We need a flat space to prepare the first aid area!"

"On it!" Some kid with a Shiketsu cap, covered in long hair, began to use that hair to make a clear space. Other students helped set up a first aid area and people began bringing over the "injured bystanders."

We were provided with first aid kits so luckly I didn't have to use the ones in my belt for a while.

That was until I saw a teenager holding their severely bleeding arm. I ran over and knelt down.

"What happened?"

"This idiot," She spluttered, gesturing with her head to a flustered and tearful kid, "Actually cut my arm on rocks!" I shuffled through the first aid kit and began to clean her wound. I saw how deep it was and gritted my teeth,

"You're gonna need stitches. I have a needle in thread in my belt." She nodded and I handed her a large cotton pad from the first aid kit on the ground, "Keep holding this to your arm."

I had never applied stitches to anything besides the first aid training dummies at mom & dad's agency so I was internally screaming. However I couldn't show my nervousness in front of the wounded person so she wouldn't panic.

I applied a special spray that would slow the bleeding and numb the area before quickly applying a row of slightle jagged stitches.

"Ok, thats the best I could do. It should hold you over until you can get actual medical attention." I did one last clean of the area and bandaged the wound while the girl stared at me, impressed.

"Thats better than I could do so great job." I smiled and stood up, wiping the blood on my hands off onto my costume. There was a loud explosion from a wall and the tired mans voice came over the intercoms.

"The terrorists have planned a second wave of attacks. Clear the area and keep the villains at bay."

"Anyone who can't walk make yourself known!" I shouted and several people raised their hands. "Ok, if you can walk follow us and if you can't keep your hand raised and someone will help you!"

Within ten minutes we had the entirety of the injured in a place further away and more sheltered from the villain attack. I was about 10 yards away and fighting off any villains who dared come a little too close along with Yayorozu, Kaminari, and a couple other kids from different schools.

Finally the buzzer sounded and I let out a sigh of relief, dropping to the ground in exhaustion.

"You ok (Y/n)?"

"I'm fine Ya-Momo, just give me a minute." I caught my breath then stood up with assistance from my friend. We made our way to the lobby and Mr Aizawa was there waiting for us.

"Change into your uniforms. Their evaluating your scores right now."

I held Denki's hand nervously as the names of people who passed showed up on the board. I scanned the list, heart beating faster until,

(Y/n) (L/n).

Denki's hands made their way around my waist and he spun me around, laughing.

"We both passed! I mean I knew you would pass but-"

"Ok calm down and put me down!"

The test proctors handed out our evaluation scores and I scanned mine. 98/100.

"They took a couple points off because of the way I stitched up that girls arm."

"Ok but still, I think at the very least you had the highest score in our class babe." Bakugo suddenly grabbed the paper out of my hand, then grabbed my uniform collar.

"How the hell did you pass!?"

"Hey man, let go of her!" I wrenched myself out of Bakugo's grasp and grabbed my paper back.

"Maybe its because I don't have the personality of a flaming trash can. Look I get that your inferiority and superiority complex combo make it so you just can't believe that someone who's quirkless would ever do better than you but if you want to get to me its going to take a lot more than yelling in my face. I've had people tell me to throw myself into traffic so calling me weak, or implying that isn't going to do much. Its called a fucking Tuesday."

I stalked off and tried to ignore the buring in my eyes.

"(Y/n)!" Denki caught up with me, worry in his eyes. "Bakugo's an ass, you know this. He shouldn't have done that though, are you ok?"

"I... I thought we were friends."

"I think he's bitter about loosing and wanted to take it out on someone. Don't worry, if he doesn't apologize soon I'll taze his nutsack off." I laughed and wiped my eyes,

"Its fine. Don't let my issues ruin the fact that we got our licences."

"I don't know it would make me feel better."

"Denki!"