How it started... EP 1

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I never thought I'd be involved with the worst super villains of all superhuman society. It all happened faster than my brain could comprehend.

I awoke up at 6.30 am sharp to make sure that i could get prepared for the entrance exam occurring today. This was a big thing because this was my only chance of becoming a hero! It was my biggest dream. My mum, dad and brother were all professional heroes and it only made sense if i joined too.

The stress of practising my quirk was extremely drastic to me. I couldn't even concentrate on my basic needs. It felt like my brain had fried. To be honest with you, there was a reason why i overworked myself to get my quirk in control. You see..

When i was in middle school, i was completely bullied for my quirk. It was classed as an A on the dangerous scale. My quirk is called TentaSpike. That allows corrupt, spiked tentacles to release from the vertebrae. The only problem with it is that if i do not control it, it will go vogue. Growing up, my family was supportive but they kept their distance a lot of the time. They always said i would understand as i grow. They were right but it still hurts to be honest.

All the hate i have gotten in these years has made me not strong mentally. I struggle everyday but no one knows. I have to keep strong minded over the mask i hide. I always wonder how long it will be until somebody finds my dark, treacherous secret...

At The School.

I made it with 20 minutes to spare. I used that time to practice my combat skills and listen to my favourite songs. All this practice made the speed of my attacks above any ordinary superhuman. I have been told that my power and speed is above 500 horsepower. Every fight i have been in has been a victory to me.

Near the end of my practice, someone new walked up to me. He had red and white hair, a scar shape like a soda stain and his expression was cold, blank and depressing. He glanced at me up and down and asked me a very vivid question.

???: "Are you here for the entrance exam?"

It was so sudden, my heart was beating out of my rib cage.

You/Me: "Yes, i am. why do you ask?"

???: "Cause i am too, wanna walk with me?"

You/Me: "Sure but before that, can i get your name?" (I thought it would be weird to walk with someone without at least knowing their name)

???: "My name is Shoto Todoroki, what about you?"

You/Me: "My name is Y/N, nice to meet you Todoroki."

We started our journey, getting to know each other and why we wanted this to be our future. It was a pleasant chat, different from what i have ever received. This might be a place i will get accepted and that would be the most special experience yet.

We made it to class and the teacher was there. He looked very peculiar. His hair was black like tar, he had a cloak which was decaying, a faint yellow eye mask around his crooked neck and an exhausted, fed up expression on his face. He was explaining what the entrance exam was about and why its important that we made prep for it.

He all asked us for our names and gave us a number. The list went:

Mezo Shoji : Number 361

Tsuyu Asui : Number 383

Koji Koda : Number 429

Yuga Aoyama : Number 462

Tenya Iida : Number 499

Rikido Sato : Number 506

Minoru Mineta : Number 567

Hanta Sero : Number 581

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 09 ⏰

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