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A couple of months had elapsed since Izuku's arrival at UA, and the culmination of his initial experiences was the much-anticipated entrance exam. Now, he found himself summoned to the control room overseeing the proceedings.


Stepping into the chamber, Izuku was met with the high-tech marvel that was the control room. The walls, sleek and adorned with interactive screens, displayed live feeds from different exam locations. The ambient lighting, subtle and focused, created an atmosphere of intense concentration.


As Izuku entered, the judges in the control room turned their attention toward him. Nezu, presiding over the gathering, acknowledged him with a nod, his small yet intelligent eyes focused on the determined young student.


"Izuku, thank you for joining us," Nezu addressed, his voice resonating with the weight of the impending evaluation. "Today, we will assess your progress and determine how well you can adapt to the challenges presented in the entrance exam."


The judges, a mix of faculty members and specialists, studied Izuku intently. The room became a theater of assessment, a place where his abilities and responses would be scrutinized under the watchful eyes of those who held the keys to his future at UA.


In the heart of the chamber, a grand oval table claimed the focal point, encircled by ergonomic seats meticulously arranged for each member of the discerning panel. The table's expansive surface seamlessly transformed into a mesmerizing holographic display, orchestrating a ballet of dynamic data visualizations and real-time updates on the candidates' unfolding performances. Responsive to touch, the interfaces allowed the judges to navigate effortlessly through the intricate dance of holographic projections.


A panoramic window adorned one side of the room, affording a commanding vantage point overlooking UA's sprawling campus. The iconic structures of the academy stood sentinel against the sky, proudly punctuating the view. Within the confines of the chamber, order reigned supreme – a spacious expanse meticulously organized, its clear lines and minimalist aesthetic amplifying a sense of purposeful functionality.


Seated around the table, a cadre of distinguished heroes exuded an air of authority, their collective focus seamlessly oscillating between holographic displays, charts, and graphs. Conversations unfolded with measured consideration as they delved into profound discussions about the candidates' unique abilities. Amid the sophisticated hum of cutting-edge technology and the sporadic tap of fingers on holographic surfaces, a symphony of intellectual activity echoed within the meticulously curated space.


As Izuku entered, Nezu turned his attention towards him and greeted, "Izuku, thank you for joining us. We've called you here to discuss how you would handle the situation presented in the following scenario." With that, Nezu focused his gaze onto the hologram at the center of the room.


Aizawa recalled their examination of Izuku, noting his excellence in science and math, nearly comparable to Nezu himself.

(do note that aizawa only knows nezu who is supper smart and so do the this with bit of salt). 

However, in other subjects, Izuku's performance remained average. Aizawa observed how Izuku absorbed new information like a sponge, quickly assimilating whatever knowledge was provided. Nezu theorized that the suppression of Izuku's emotional side had led to an overly logical mind. The subjects taught at school, being organized and logical, aligned well with Izuku's cognitive style. He effortlessly gathered information but refrained from using it, prompting Nezu to speculate on this as not an effective way to gauge his intelligence.

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