The first test was the 50-meter dash, and you found yourself paired up with Uraraka. As you stood side by side at the starting line, you could see her fidgeting with her fingers, her nerves evident.
"Ready?" Aizawa's monotone voice cut through the tension.
You nodded, taking a deep breath. "Ready."
Aizawa raised his hand, and at the signal, you both sprinted off the line. You glanced at Uraraka, who was already giving it her all. You knew you had to use your quirk effectively to make a good impression.
Your mind raced with options. Flying with your magic would be too slow for this quick sprint. Instead, you decided to channel your energy like Aoyama did-through a powerful beam from your wand.
You held your wand firmly and focused on the beam. With a swift, practiced motion, you shouted, "heart blast"
A burst of bright pink energy erupted from your wand, propelling you forward like a rocket. You soared across the field, the wind whipping through your hair as you flew toward the finish line.
In a flash, you crossed the 50-meter mark and landed gracefully on your feet. You glanced at the scoreboard as the numbers flashed, and a satisfied grin spread across your face.
"4.76 seconds!" Aizawa announced, his eyes flicking briefly in your direction.
Your heart leapt with joy. You did a happy dance, jumping up and down as you celebrated your time. "Yes! That's way better than 9:75! my middle school record"
Ururaka looked over with a mix of surprise and admiration. "Wow, that was amazing, Y/N!"
You beamed at her, feeling a surge of pride. "Thanks, Uraraka! You did great too!"
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The next test was the grip strength test, and as you stepped up to the machine, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease. Grip strength wasn't exactly one of your strongest skills, but you had a plan.
You remembered from last year's test that your grip strength was only 21 kg. This time, however, you had something up your sleeve. You took a deep breath and pulled out your wand, focusing your magical energy on it.
"Let's see if this works," you murmured to yourself.
Holding the wand tightly, you channeled your magic into it, causing two pink ribbons to unfurl from the tip. The ribbons wrapped themselves around the handle of the grip strength machine, shimmering with a soft, ethereal glow. You concentrated, drawing on your magical powers to enhance your grip.
Aizawa stood by, observing the process with a curious glance but saying nothing. You tightened your hold, feeling the ribbons strengthen and stabilize your grip.
"Go ahead," Aizawa said, giving you the signal.
With a determined nod, you squeezed the handle as hard as you could. The machine's gauge began to climb, and the numbers shot up rapidly. Your heart raced as you watched the needle move past the previous test results of your middle school days.
