"EXCUSE ME?! YOU'RE SENDING ME TO U.A?!"
"SAIKO INTELLI." The teacher barked after the sudden outburst from her student, prompting the second year to quickly cease her fit and shut up. Thankfully there was nobody else within the privacy of the classroom to witness and feel any form of pity to her, otherwise truly rile the student further more than she was already. "HOLD YOUR TONGUE YOUNG LADY. I will not allow you to bicker or complain about ANYTHING until I see it permissible."
"But, Aunt Chiyo-"
"HOLD. YOUR. TONGUE."
The second year grimaced at the woman who glared down at her in her seat, the heavy weight of her eyes feeling like an increase in the Earth's gravity. Her tongue and bottom lip quivered in rage before Intelli collected herself with a deep breath through her nose, pushing the air out and attempting her best to remain calm. "I....apologize."
"Now if you would actually allow me to finish what it is I have to say, I'd greatly appreciate that. And, yes. To answer your question that you so rudely spouted to interrupt what I was informing, you are being sent to U.A.
Whether you know it or not though you should, the head of U.A High otherwise known as Principal Nezu is a name that is renowned amongst the connected world of heroics. With his influence and level of accessibility it's within his reach to be able to establish great partnerships wherever he can manage to extend an olive branch. His connections extend nationally, even globally to other institutions in other countries. The connection between our institution along with U.A has been prosperous for many years now, each school recommending names and prospects of students whom they think could have an opportunity to flourish in their environments. But that's not what the focus is here.
Each year, Seiai and U.A mark certain days on their calendar where a trio of students of each class, first second and third, pay a visit to the other school. Those trio of students visit and share with the others what life and the daily routine looks like in their school, which gives the other students a chance to know and learn what the other school may have to offer. Through this is how prospects and recommendations are made, and seeing as how it was you who failed your entire unit at the Licensing Exam, you, have been selected to represent the Seiai Academy second years."
"This, this this, this isn't fair!" Intelli argued. "Last year when Mao-senpai and her unit failed, she wasn't selected to represent the second years for their visit to U.A. Why must I be the one?!"
"LAST YEAR, Ms. Mao's chances of success were much higher than yours and were it not for the moronic decision making by the judges she AND her unit would have been granted by Provisional Licenses. Her unit's victory was secured, SECURED, yet for whatever reason the judges decided to think with a level of IQ equivalent to that of manure fresh out of a bovine. Her Provisional License was scammed, YOU on the other hand didn't have the luxury of a scam sparing you from this. Argue and complain all you want, the decision is set. And before you even think about mouthing off at me know this, I wasn't the one who selected you."
"You, weren't?"
"No, I wasn't. My recommendation was to have somebody from your unit in general, not you. However majority of the faculty voted to select you after hearing about the failure of your unit. One voice against the entire world, there's only so much I can do from my position. You and the two others that have been selected will be visiting U.A tomorrow, arrive here early to begin loading onto your transports. Once you've arrived, you will be representing the entirety of Seiai Academy not just your second year classmates. So unlike your performance at the Licensing Exam, I hope you actually manage to give a good representation of our institution this time."
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