“I AM HERE!”
WITH HIS USUAL PRIDEFUL SMILE, ALL MIGHT HAD MADE HIS NOT-SO-GRAND ENTRANCE. He had announced his most classical phrase, the one he was known from for many, as he struck a pose. “And the reason for that is… your Basic Hero Training! It’s been a while, boys and girls! How is everyone?!” He gleefully shouts aloud, awaiting a response, but they only shrugged his prideful mindset off.
“As a follow-up to your internships, today’s activity is a playful one. A Rescue Training Race!!” He confirmed excitedly, giving nods to the multiple students who stood along his mighty figure.
“Shouldn’t Rescue Training be conducted at USJ?” Tenya Iida raised his palm for permission to speak before he pointed out with his comment. He tilted his head as he recapped the lesson on such.
“That place is for disaster rescues in particular. But what did I say? that’s right… A race!” He emphasized. “This is field, Gamma! It’s a dense spread of factories that wind together to create an intricate network of mazelike alleys!
You’ll split into three teams of five and one team of six. With each team going one at a time! I’ll send up a distress signal from somewhere inside, and you will all stat at the border! It’s a race to see who can reach and rescue me first!!” With his teaching directions, he paused slowly before adding on to his claim with a gaze fixated on a certain aggresive ash-blonde.
“- Naturally keep the destruction of property to a minimum!” With his gaze still locked on to the deadpanning male, others turned their heads to follow his line of vision, a secure pathway to the one and only, Katsuki Bakugo. Keeping her gaze upfront, [Name] didn't find herself in need with random bothers, so she sighed silently.
“Stop pointing at me.” Bakugo complained at All Might as snickers from multiple other classmates had surfaced. All Might let out a booming laugh before he would continue with his assignment of teams.
"The first group is composed of Izuku Midoriya, [Name], Mashirao Ojiro, Mina Ashido, and Hanta Sero." All Might sent his mighty array of smiles toward every member on the team, almost like he punched them in the face, [Name] was taken aback by the impact his smile forced off.
Nonetheless, [Name] stepped forward alongside the rest of her competitors and followed toward field Gama. She halted by the time she had met in place at the border, her black, latex heels dug into the ground, and she looked downward at the shape of an eye plated and engraved against her chest. After viewing her hero costume, she looked upward once more.
A signal fled quickly, almost like it was coming and going immediately. A surge of energy rushed through her legs, and she was positive it was for her competitors, too. As if Mirko had known the usage of surroundings would benefit her for this upcoming race, [Name] knew she could do this perfectly.
Quite literally, she was confident in her abilities to finish this race and win. This was a not-so-difficult match for her. The multiple steel and metal pipes that made the course were all strict in her benefit.
As others sprinted in a course of different directions, she eyed out a match of perfection and immediately began aligning her heels with the ground in a sprint. Using the winding pipes would be a great advantage here, so she took it as a praise to her learning skills.
[Name] strictly pounced on a winding pipe before flipping around it and grabbing ahold of another pipe, but it was a mighty distance from the last. She pushed her momentum up into the swing of her dangling arms and spun herself upward, now sprinting on the pipe instead of holding onto it.
The stoic teenager ran in sync with Midoriya, and she analyzed his movements with her peripheral vision. His propelling speed and strategy were almost confused with Bakugo's. She recognized the flashing green lightning that normally surrounded his arms, yet they were coating his legs.
He had learned to distribute his power into other sections of his body, rather than just determining all his strength and using it with only his arms. She silently fixated on this and continued her jumping, flipping, and swinging from the winding metal pipes.
[Name] came ahead a distance compared to Midoriya and the swinging black-haired male behind her, but it didn't help her to ignore the giant thud, she recognized the impact of a fall noise and silently visualized the one person she expected it to be, Midoriya.
He began to near a dangerous distance from the ground and him as his body fell flat into the harsh pavement, and he suffered his injury as [Name] had met with All Might and successfully won.
And, Midoriya came in last.
"YAOYOROZU'S AMPLE YAOYORO-BOOBS! ASHIDO'S SLENDER WAIST! HAGAKURES FLOATING UNDERWEAR! [NAME] AND-WHO KNOWS WHAT IS UNDERNEATH?! I WANNA SEE HER THE MOST! URARAKA'S FINE URARAKA-BODY!--" A roaring and perverted screech sounds as the male known as Minoru Mineta uncovers a pea-sized hole leading to the female's changing room.
"Cover yourselves." [Name] says monotonously, directed toward the female's changing as her fist collides with the hard wall. Her eyes pierced with venom as the wall crumbles, starting with the miniature hole and widening from her fist, a perfect shaped circle, and an even better view of her hand clutched and squeezed against mineta's throat.
She feels his toddler like fingers clawing her hand that held his neck in a grasp harshly. The hole that was once pea-sized was now crumbled into a big enough cave for only her fist to peer in, and there was no view of anybody else in the changing room. Mineta's squirming comes to an end, falling limp as she releases her hold on him.
"Don't worry, Jiro, he should've said something about you. Don't let it get to you." She blankly said as she peered at the hole she caved into the wall. Her fist was still dug outward in it, though she only pulled it back more in the ward and had it resting in her creation. "And Yaoyorozu, can you create some wall filler and supplies?"
Momo Yaoyorozu nodded frantically as the girls cried out in thanks, and Jiro felt a smile tug at her lips. [Name] doesn't change in the locker room. Originally, she goes to change in a bathroom stall. Though, today, she actually got pushed in due to Mina, who was attempting to socialize. She still changed in the bathroom regardless, but Mina made sure she'd come back in when done because she wanted to walk to class together.
This leads to where she stood now, as the boys were wide-eyed in shock and honest horror.
"Who was that!? Midoriya, take him to Recovery Girl! It was deserved, but there was no need for such violence!" Iida scolds at the wall, hoping that whoever did it would respond in frequent apologies.
[Name] monotonously called out from the other side, "I'll fix it. This is the only damage I've done." She said.
"Only damage? You just choked out Mineta!"
"That is no damage if it's deserved."
"Well- I suppose you're right. My apologies!"
[Name] hummed.
"Why is Mineta not here?" Aizawa says with a strict, exhausted expression on his face.
"I choked him out." [Name] answered honestly.
"What?! Why?"
"He was trying to see into the girl's changing room."
"...No punishment directed toward you, then."
"Goodnight [Name]."
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