written by, @sokimiyum ⓘ
og: Kōhei Horikoshi ⓘ
status : ongoing ᝰ.ᐟ
" Talk to the countless me
who were created by misunderstandings "
⁺⑅ ' I'm more than the puny girl you deemed me to be..'
- Boku No Hero Academia
- fem!reader
- possi...
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── ˙ ̟ TRIALS BY TRIALS, she could feel her energy slowly depleting with every trials she's done so far. The teacher gave them a 5 minutes break, to catch their breath, he said. Looking down at her small notebook placed onto the field's sand, she's done 7 out of 8 so far.
──★ ˙start of transcript̟ !!
50 metre dash : 5.8 seconds
Grip strength test : 45 kg → 60 kg
Standing Long Jump : 2 metres
Sustained sideways jump : 20 jumps
Softball Pitch : -
──★ ˙end of transcript̟ !!
Three other trials such as endurance run, upper body strength and seated toe touch has no use to be recorded, thus explained the absence of them in her note. So far improved was her grip strength test. Her sideways jump could be done better if her beam could beamed out stronger if her energy were not lessening bit by bits. With a discontented sigh, she got up from her knees, getting herself ready for the softball pitch. This trial is the trial that determine the students capability, or so what she thought.
Even if it's a bluff, it's still made her a bit wary of her performance. She wanted to prove herself so bad, she wanted to exceed everyone's records but she knew it won't happening zoon though it's nice to dream. In her hand, she held an energy drink can, chugging it to retrieve more and more energy she lost. One by one, students kept on coming forward, pitching the ball. The last dropped was chugged and coincidentally, the teacher called her name on cue. She went right after Ochaco, whose pitch was infinity.. It made her lose hope but again, it made since her quirk is about defying gravity after all.
Stepped forward with the softball in her hand, she let out a puff of nervous air, lips quivering rather sheer. This, right now, could determine her rank in the class, in the batch, at least. Drove with mix of nervousness and determination, a beam flickered out of her palm, strong enough to send the softball to fly far. Hints of stardust can be seen trailing the ball send off, earning awes from her classmate. The softball later pitched at far distance from herself. Aizawa later recorded the girl's pitch on the measuring device, showing the class as it stated,
750 metre far.
Her score garnered a full uproar from her classmate at her score, 45 metre difference from Bakugo. Her lips formed a satisfied smile seeing her score, eyes sparkling at the new achievement of hers. Happily, she hopped toward the group where the girls gathered together. They all gave her a pat to the shoulder, as if she just saved the day like All Might did. It was cut short when a last student came up, who she recognized as Midoriya Izuku. While talking to the other girls in her class, she could feel a pair of eyes that bore into the back of her head. She rubbed the part, brushing it off as another energy build-up, though it did made her weirded out.
