Feel my Pain, Change my Fate

Key to my Worth

Izuku's POV:

I stared up at the glistening building that would soon hold the key to my future. This was it. If I could pass this exam then I'd finally start being useful to my mates. If I could graduate then I'd finally be worthy of being with them.

That wasn't the only motivation I had to ace this exam though. No, the far more pressing issue was that mother hadn't wanted me to try for UA in the first place. So, if she were to find out that I had gone behind her back and applied, and then failed the exam... I'm not sure I'd survive the punishment for that, or if I'd even want to.

The hero course students had their exams a few days ago, and today was just the support and gen-ed exams. There was no chance of running into Kacchan or Kirishima, the only person I had to worry about was Mei. She had nearly blown herself up far too many times for me to be comfortable with her being unsupervised by somebody who hadn't seen her explosive design choices.

Sure, it was a hero school. There were hero teachers. State-of-the-art systems. But were any of these things truly Hatsume-proof? I truly doubted it. Even after months of being friends with her, I could hardly Hatsume-proof our workspace. Making something Hatsume-proof was like preparing your house for an infant that has an overpowered quirk from the start. Nothing is safe.

Despite the exam room being packed full of applicants, it takes Mei-chan less than a minute to find me after I enter the exam room. I hardly have time to take in my surroundings before I'm dragged off to the seats she had claimed.

"Why so nervous Enjinia-kun? We've been making babies together for months, there's no way you'll fail," Mei says, although it does nothing against my growing anxiety.

A few minutes later the teacher finally appears on the stage. Power Loader had definitely been a hero I had hyper-fixated on over the past few months. Not only was he a hero and teacher, but he was also one of the few heroes who were also registered support technicians too. In fact, most of the heroes in his agency were. It had been a really interesting thing to research.

"The exam has two parts, a written and a practical portion," Powerloader starts. "The written exam will include subjects you should've learned during middle school, as well as some more advanced questions and simple safety questions. If you score too low during the safety section you might not be admitted to the support course, even if you receive a passing grade otherwise.

"To take part in the practical portion of the exam you must submit a signed permission slip," Powerloader continues. "That could have been turned in when you applied or before the practical exam. Should you still not have a permission slip turned in by the practical then you will be exempt from the support course exam and be graded with the general education applicants."

"The practical will be explained in more detail soon. Everyone should have a test by now. Once you start the test you will have two hours to complete it. Are there any questions regarding the written portion of the exam?" Powelowder asks. After a minute of silence, he starts again. "Okay, then go ahead and get started now, your tests will be collected at ten sixteen. Good luck."

And with that Powerloader disappears from the stage and everyone starts their test. It started with simple stuff. Geometry, reading comprehension, the periodic table, stuff like that. Then it moved into higher-level stuff. Trigonometry, composition, and physics. As inventors, the math and science geared questions were among the most important, as both played a role in the experimental process.

The final multiple choice portion was the safety section, which was similar to most science safety contracts, with a few things that were probably pulled from construction safety codes. Most of the questions in that section were 'do you have common sense? If yes then you can pass this easily.' It was almost funny how simple the section had been.