FOUR: Dynamight

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Name: Katsuki Bakugo
Alias: Ground Zero
Age: 16
Hair color: Ash Blonde
Eye color: Red
Height: 5’7 ft
Quirk: Explosion; he excretes nitroglycerin-like sweat from his palms, and ignites it with heated shock waves, to create powerful explosions.

6AM. I woke up to the sweet sounds of the birds chirping, as the sun peeked into my room. Hah, “sweet sounds” my ass. My alarm buzzed beside me, and I turned over groaning, to shut it off. I had exactly 2 hours before school, so I picked up the first shirt and pair of shorts I could find, and got started on my morning training. If I was going to be the number 1 Hero (WHICH I WILL!!), then I needed to train like it. Which is exactly why I always woke up early, trained, then got a good breakfast, WAY before everyone else. I checked the time. 6:05AM. Shit, I had to go.

I started off with a run down to the beach. It was quiet and peaceful down here. Not that I’d tell anyone, but I liked coming here and thinking. I listened to the waves crashing against the shore and breathed in the fresh air, before turning back to the dorms. I took a quick shower and threw on my uniform. When I got down to the kitchen Deku, Shitty Hair and Icy Hot were already there. 

“Hey Baku-bro!”

Name: Ejirou Kirishima
Alias: Red Riot
Age: 16
Hair color: Red (dyed;naturally black)
E6e color: Red
Height: 5’7 ft
Quirk: Hardening; when activated, parts of his body/skin can become rigid, and hard as rock, and further harden into an “Unbreakable” form.

Ugh. I grumbled back a response and hunched my shoulders, dismissing him. I opened the fridge and a cabinet and took out ingredients to make some egg and spam, with leftover rice and nori. After breakfast, I grabbed my bag and walked to school, before all the other extras could annoy me.

The classroom was empty when I got there, so I decided to go to the library and study. A few third and first years were there, but no one that I recognised. I didn’t bother knowing anyone from other classes. After all, they were just competition, and extras I’d have to beat, to get to the top. No point in wasting my time with them. 

I went over notes for a while then returned to the classroom. Ignoring everyone, I found my seat and leaned back as the bell rang. Mr. Aizawa entered not long after, and shushed everyone to begin the lesson.

“Quiet, and sit down.”

Name: Shota Aizawa
Alias: Eraser Head
Age: 31
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Black
Height: 6’0 ft
Quirk: Erasure; when activated, he has the ability to momentarily erase his opponents quirk. Activated by holding a direct stare, and broken when he blinks resulting in bloodshot eyes.

“This morning you will continue working on your research projects. If your work study requires you to leave class, don’t bother telling me. Just email, or tell me when you get back.” and with that he curled into his yellow sleeping bag and slept. Shitty Hair brought his chair over so we could work. The project was based on fighting styles and strategies of different Heroes. 

“I was thinking I could work on the fighting style and overview, and you could write on how the strategy used was effective or ineffective in different situations.” We wrote out the introduction last night, so today would be more of the research based work.

“Fine.” I grumbled and shrugged. Now shut up! I’m not as “irrational” as I was during first-year. I matured, DAMN IT! Anyways, the first Hero we decided to look at was Crimson Riot. Shitty Hair insisted. So, as he was working on his part, I started on mine. We were working for just over an hour before Aizawa Sensei interjected and class was over. Present Mic came in to teach our next lesson.

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