No one's POV:
The months flew by quickly for Tadashi, as her schedule was always busy and she was mostly having fun learning new things. Tsunagu and Tadashi had grown so close you wouldn't be able to tell they didn't know each other for most of Tadashi's life.
Tadashi also gained a lot of skills from her training, combat and quirk-wise. She was confident in herself. She knew she was strong, and with a quirk like hers, even stronger.
Tadashi excitedly sprinted around her room, grabbing her duffle bag and stuffing it with necessities. That includes training clothes for the practical part of the exam.
She dressed in a black sweater, with a jeaned jacket slapped over it and of course, denim pants. They were slightly ripped but not enough to wear you could see skin. She wore black snow-combat boots, as it was winter. She wore her hair up in a ponytail, Best Jeanist giving in to her begs to not have it in a skull-soring braid again...
She ate breakfast quickly, grabbed her duffle bag, and made sure she was good with her phone and headphones neatly tucked in her jacket pocket.
Tsunagu driver Tadashi to UA's entry to the campus.
Tadashi's POV:
I stepped out of the car, bending back in for a split second to grab the duffle bag, and stepped out again, this time closing my door. Dad had already got out of the car. I could tell he was struggling to hold back his emotions. I laughed at him and hugged him, he of course returned the hug.
"Good luck, Dashi. You got this, don't forget your training," Dad spoke, rubbing my shoulder while we hugged, I nodded. We pulled away, Dad still holding me by the shoulders, I smiled reassuringly at him. He sighed.
"Im proud of you regardless if you make it or not understand? Though I seriously doubt you wouldn't get accepted..." Dad mumbled the last part. I laughed, and he spoke again, "Oh! Did you remember to pack your new support items?"
I nodded again, "Yup! Got'em right here!" I signaled to the duffle bag. The power loader had made a full bodysuit of the same material that was for my hands so I wouldn't get cut. Nezu allowed it because it would be deadly if I didn't have the support item.
"Alright... I'll see you soon," I hugged Dad one last time before taking and step back, smiling at him one more time, before running off towards campus.
I hummed softly as I walked through the crowd and into the main building. It was huge! I had seen it while going to Gym Gamma but I've never actually been inside it!
I walked in and it was as amazing as you'd expect it to be. I went to the room where the recommended were doing the written part of the exam. I sat in my seat and Cementos began to pass out the test, and we soon began. It wasn't as hard as I'd thought it be, I finished it in 51 minutes. I raised my hand, and Cementos grabbed my paper, he gave me directions to the auditorium where the practical part would be explained.
I thanked him quietly and left the room, I walked to the auditorium and took my seat, soon I saw a familiar tuff of green hair sitting a row below me, next to a boy with blonde spiky hair. He didn't seem to notice me which was fine.
Present Mic soon entered the stage, he glanced at me with a smirk, and I smiled back. He greeted the students with his facade, which was responded with silence. He tried again, silence. I had to stop myself from dying laughing from the second-hand embarrassment. Midoriya started mumbling, but I didn't care. You could barely hear it anyway.
When Present Mic finished up on the third robot villain, a tense boy with blue-darkish hair and glasses raised his hand while standing up, "Excuse me sir, but I have a question!" Jeez... he sounded obnoxious.
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