Born to be wild || bnha

Chapter 3

I stood outside the gates to UA once again. Here we go, the pathway to the life of a hero starts now.

"Remove your foot from that desk! Such an action is insulting to those who came to UA before us as well as the craftsmen who made the desk!"

"Like i care. What middle school are you from extra?" I opened the classroom door only to peer upon an argument between two of the students. What the fuck have i walked in on... Hey... that kid, the one with his feet on the desk, he was from the sludge monster incident, he was the sludge monster's victim. The other kid, he was the one telling off the suicidal kid at the entrance exam! Oh god... this will be interesting. "I-I'm from Somei Private Academy. My name is Tenya Ida."

"Somei?! A stuck up elitist then? I should blow you to bits." The other kid, the angry pomeranian, yelled at Ida. "You're awful. Do you really wish to become a hero?!"

"Shut the fuck up or I'll crush you both to pieces," I said from behind them, taking my seat at number 19. I hate when people argue. "Oh, you're that fucking stalker from the sludge monster incident, following me are ya? Huh?!" I just groaned, I haven't had my coffee yet, and dropped my head onto the table. "I'm not a stalker, I live down that street."

"If you're here to socialise, then get out." I peeked up from my desk and noticed a homeless looking man in a yellow sleeping bag lying down at the entrance of the classroom. Silence echoed as the man stood up out of his sleeping bag. "It took eight seconds for you to quiet down. Time is a precious resource, you lot aren't very rational, are you?" Most of the students in the class were stunned at this man's speech. The kid two desks in front, at desk 17, the angry pomeranian who wants to blow everyone to bits, just scoffed. I was half tempted to as well, this is UA, what do you expect? "I'm your homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa. Pleased to meet you." Many whispers were heard, in surprise of Sensei Aizawa being our homeroom teacher. "Quickly now. Change into your gym clothes and head out to the grounds." We all got up immediately, however i waited for everyone to leave before leaving after them at the back. I don't like crowded spaces at all.

Once i got into my gym clothes, I headed straight out onto the grounds. Damn it I was last. "Time is key, detention L/n." What. The- fuck. Welcome to UA I guess. "UA is known for its 'freestyle' education system. That applies to us teachers as well." He paused to look at us all before continuing, "softball throwing, the standing long jump, the 50 meter dash, endurance running, grip strength, side to side stepping, upper body training, seated toe touch. You did all of these in middle school, yes? Your standard no-quirks-allowed gym tests. This country still insists on prohibiting quirks when calculating the averages of those records. It's not rational. Bakugo," oh so the angry pomeranian actually has a name, "How far could you throw in middle school?"

"67 meters."

"Great. Now try it with your quirk. Do whatever you need to. Just don't leave the circle. Give it all you've got." Bakugo got into a stance and stretched his limbs, taking his time to get ready before preparing to throw the ball. He swung his arm back before throwing it, using blasts from his hands to propel the ball forwards. "DIE!!" What an ass. "Die?" A kid next to me said, with spiky red hair and a nervous expression. "He sounds like an ass face, i know," I said to the other, who just chuckled at my blunt statement. "It's important for us to know our limits." Sensei Aizawa showed us all a small device with a distance on it, the distance that ball went after Bakugo threw it. 705.2 meters. "That's the first rational step to figuring out what kind of heroes you'll be"

"Whoa this is awesome!"

"705 meters? Seriously?"

"So we can use our quirks for real! Man, the hero course is great!!" Aizawa scowled at everyone, menacingly watching us all with his eyes. "... Awesome you say? You're hoping to be heroes after three years here... And you think it will be all fun and games? Right. The one with the lowest score across all eight events will be judged hopeless... And will be expelled." Huh, that's fair. Aizawa gave a creepy wide grin. "Your fates are in our hands. Welcome. This is... The hero course at UA high!"