One Hero For All People! (#1 Priority)

Chapter 14: First Day!

In a dimly lit room tucked away from the main halls of U.A., All Might—thin and frail in his skinny form—stood quietly across from Katsuki Bakugo. His gaze was intense, shadowed with a hint of concern as he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.

All Might, {serious}: "Bakugo, there's something I need you to do. Keep an eye on Izuku Midoriya."

Katsuki's eyes narrowed, a spark of annoyance flashing across his face. He leaned against the wall, crossing his arms.

Katsuki, {with a scowl}: "Midoriya? That Quirkless nobody from middle school? Why do I care what he's up to?"

All Might's expression hardened as he chose his words carefully.

All Might, {gravely}: "Midoriya... may not be as Quirkless as you remember. He most likely received his power from Him."

Katsuki's scowl deepened, his jaw tightening as he remembered Izuku from their past. The idea that the boy he'd belittled for years might suddenly have a Quirk—powerful enough to rival his own—stirred something ugly within him.

Katsuki, {coldly}: "I don't care if he was born with it or if someone handed it to him. If he thinks he can get in my way... I'll crush him. Quirk or no Quirk, he's still nothing to me."

All Might's eyes flickered with concern, but he nodded, accepting Katsuki's fierce resolve.

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Izuku and Kyoka walked down the bustling hallway of U.A. High, their steps quickening as they approached Class 1A's classroom. Izuku's heart pounded with excitement and a touch of nervousness—this was the beginning of his journey as a hero student. Kyoka gave him an encouraging nudge as they reached the door, flashing him a reassuring grin.

The moment they stepped inside, the room fell silent, and then, as if on cue, several students rushed up to Izuku, bombarding him with questions.

Student 1, {excitedly}: "Hey, you're the guy who destroyed the 0-Pointer! How did you do that?!"

Student 2, {in awe}: "That blast was insane! Was that your Quirk? What's it called?"

Student 3, {curious}: "I thought we weren't supposed to mess with the 0-Pointer. Why did you go for it?"

Izuku stammered, flustered by all the attention, as he tried to answer each question, his voice barely audible over the chatter. His face reddens as Kyoka giggles.

Izuku, {nervously}: "Uh, I-I just... thought it'd be a good idea to test my limits... and, well, I had enough points, so..."

As he stumbled through his explanation, his gaze drifted across the room, locking onto Katsuki Bakugo. Bakugo stood at the back of the classroom, arms crossed, his intense glare fixed on Izuku. The air seemed to thicken as their eyes met, a silent tension building between them. Bakugo's expression was a mixture of anger and something else—perhaps suspicion or disbelief.

But before either of them could say a word, a low, gruff voice cut through the noise.

Eraserhead, {calm but stern}: "Enough. Shut up, all of you."

The students immediately fell silent, turning to see a tall man with disheveled black hair and dark bags under his eyes standing in the doorway. He wore a dark outfit with a scarf wrapped around his neck.

Aizawa, {in a no-nonsense tone}: "Change into your gym uniforms and head to the P.E. grounds. We're starting with a Quirk assessment."

The students exchanged a few uncertain glances, but no one dared to question him. Izuku was a starting to get excited; he knew that U.A. took Quirk training seriously, but he hadn't expected it to start on the very first day.

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Izuku stood quietly off to the side, observing each test as it came, his mind calculating how much of One For All he should use for each exercise. With careful control, he pushed himself just enough to get through each one, channeling 5-10% of his power—enough to perform well without drawing too much attention.

The 50-meter dash, the grip strength, the long jump, and even the repeated sidesteps—each test felt easy with the power coursing through him. He barely broke a sweat as he moved through each station, his movements precise and powerful.

His classmates watched in awe and confusion. They'd seen him take down the 0-Pointer, but witnessing him breeze through each test without effort was something else. He could feel their eyes on him, some impressed, others baffled. Even Aizawa observed him with a slight, intrigued look, though he remained silent.

Finally, it came down to the ball throw. Izuku approached the marked circle, taking the baseball Aizawa handed him. His mind flashed back to Bakugo's explosive throw from earlier, the ball shooting across the field with intense force. He could still remember the 705.2 meters on the screen, a result that had left the class buzzing.

Izuku took a deep breath, gripping the ball tightly. He knew he needed to make this throw count, but he also didn't want to go overboard. After all, he was still getting used to the power he held.

Izuku, {thinking to himself}: 'Alright, 25% should be enough. I'll keep it controlled... hopefully.'

Steadying himself, he focused, feeling the energy of One For All surge through his arm. Green lightning crackled around his hand, and his muscles tensed with the sheer power contained within. He pulled his arm back, winding up for the throw, his gaze fixed on the horizon.

Then, with a controlled exhale, he released the ball, channeling 25% of One For All into his throw.

The instant the ball left his hand, there was an explosive whoosh as the compressed air around it exploded outward, sending a powerful shockwave across the field. The force of the throw was far beyond what he anticipated; the ball tore through the air with incredible speed, creating a visible trail of compressed energy behind it. The students nearby shielded their faces from the gust of wind, their jaws dropping in disbelief as they followed the ball's path.

The ball shot past the 705.2-meter mark, continuing on and on, eventually disappearing into the sky. For a moment, everyone simply stood there in stunned silence, unsure of how far the ball had gone or if it would even land.

Aizawa glanced at his device, eyes widening slightly as the reading appeared. The screen showed the distance as "Infinity," clearly unable to measure the exact length due to the force of the throw.

Aizawa, {raising an eyebrow, deadpan}: "Well, I suppose that's far enough."

The rest of the class erupted in shock, their whispers and exclamations filling the air as they stared at Izuku in disbelief.

Student 1, {gaping}: "Did he just... throw it into orbit?!"

Student 2, {in awe}: "That was insane! How much power does he have?"

Izuku, still catching his breath, looked a bit sheepish. He hadn't meant to go that far. He rubbed the back of his neck, his cheeks flushing slightly as he glanced around at his classmates' stunned faces.

Izuku, {mumbling to himself}: "I... I guess 25% was a bit too much."

Aizawa's eyes were still on him, unreadable but clearly impressed. He said nothing, only nodding slightly before making a mark on his clipboard. The rest of the class continued to buzz with excitement and amazement, unable to stop talking about Izuku's throw.

Izuku stepped back from the circle, feeling both proud and a little embarrassed. He had aimed to make an impression, and he certainly had, though maybe a bit more than he intended.

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After the last test wrapped up, the students of Class 1A gathered around, anxiously awaiting the results. Eraserhead, looking as tired and disinterested as ever, leaned against the wall, his hands stuffed in his pockets.

Aizawa, {yawning slightly}: "Alright, let's just get this over with."

Instead of going over each score individually, he raised his hand and gestured to the large holographic board behind him. The screen flickered to life, displaying the rankings in a neat, glowing list for everyone to see.

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Results:

1. Izuku Midoriya

2. Momo Yaoyorozu

3. Shoto Todoroki

4. Katsuki Bakugo

5. Tenya Iida

6. Fumikage Tokoyami

7. Mezo Shoji

8. Mashirao Ojiro

9. Eijiro Kirishima

10. Mina Ashido

11. Ochaco Uraraka

12. Koji Koda

13. Rikido Sato

14. Tsuyu Asui

15. Kyoka Jiro

16. Yuga Aoyama

17. Hanta Sero

18. Denki Kaminari

19. Koji Koda

20. Toru Hagakure

21. Minoru Mineta

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The class murmured among themselves as they took in the results, some students looking pleased while others seemed a bit frustrated with their placements. Izuku stood at the top of the list, glancing around with a mix of pride and relief. He hadn't expected to come in first, but it was a reassuring feeling.

Aizawa pushed himself off the wall, looking at the students with his usual lazy expression.

Aizawa, {nonchalantly}: "You all did well enough to avoid expulsion. Consider yourselves lucky."

The class breathed a collective sigh of relief, and a few students exchanged smiles and nods, clearly happy to have made it through the first day's challenges.

After changing back into their regular uniforms, the class returned to their homeroom, their excitement renewed. As they filed in and took their seats, a girl with vibrant pink skin, bubblegum-pink hair, and two small yellow horns on her head bounced to the front of the room with an enthusiastic grin.

Mina Ashido, {excitedly}: "Hey, since we're all gonna be together, we should totally introduce ourselves and our Quirks! Let's get to know each other, right?"

The class responded with a few nods and smiles, Mina's infectious energy quickly warming up the room. One by one, each student took turns standing up, stating their name, and explaining their Quirk.

Izuku listened closely as his classmates introduced themselves, intrigued by the variety of unique powers in the room. There was Tenya Iida with his Engine Quirk, Momo Yaoyorozu with Creation, Shoto Todoroki with both Fire and Ice, and of course, Katsuki Bakugo with his explosive ability.

When it was finally Izuku's turn, he stood up, feeling a little nervous but determined.

Izuku, {clearing his throat}: "I'm Izuku Midoriya, and my Quirk is called Power Stockpiling. It lets me build up strength and release it to enhance my physical abilities."

He felt a wave of pride as he spoke, realizing he was finally introducing himself as a hero in training with a Quirk of his own. Kyoka gave him an encouraging smile from across the room, making him feel even more at ease.

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As the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a warm glow over the U.A. campus, Izuku and Kyoka made their way toward the school gate. Izuku's hand was clasped tightly in Kyoka's, and he felt a sense of calm and contentment with her by his side. Walking with them were Mina Ashido, Sero Hanta, and Denki Kaminari, all chatting excitedly about their first day and the intense tests they'd endured.

Mina glanced down at their joined hands, her eyes sparkling mischievously. She nudged Sero, a smirk forming on her face.

Mina, {teasingly}: "Aww, look at you two! Holding hands already? You know, you guys make a cute couple!"

Izuku blushed, looking away as his face turned a shade of red that matched Kyoka's earlobes. Kyoka, though, merely shrugged, giving Mina a half-smile, clearly unfazed by the teasing.

Kyoka, {smirking back}: "What can I say? He's my hero boy."

Denki, who had been listening closely, suddenly perked up, his eyes widening with interest as he focused on Kyoka. His usual cocky grin spread across his face as he moved a little closer to her, his voice taking on a flirty tone.

Denki, {grinning}: "Hey, Kyoka, how about ditching green bean over there and hanging out with someone a little more... electrifying?"

Kyoka raised an eyebrow, glancing at him with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

Kyoka, {deadpan}: "Pass."

Denki frowned, looking genuinely put off by the rejection. He scratched the back of his head, clearly a bit annoyed, but he wasn't one to give up so easily.

Denki, {curiously}: "Aw, come on, why not? What's so special about Midoriya?"

Kyoka didn't hesitate, her tone blunt but calm as she answered without missing a beat.

Kyoka, {matter-of-factly}: "He's nice to me... and he's good in bed."

The reaction was instantaneous. Mina, Sero, and Denki all stopped in their tracks, their jaws dropping in shock, their eyes wide as they processed her words. Izuku, meanwhile, went stiff as a board, his face turning an even deeper shade of red as he struggled to find words.

Izuku, {stammering, flustered}: "K-Kyoka! Wha—w-wait! That's not—!"

Kyoka simply shrugged, her smirk widening as she gave Izuku's hand a playful squeeze, thoroughly enjoying his reaction.

Mina burst out laughing, clutching her sides as she struggled to breathe through her giggles.

Mina, {between laughs}: "Oh my god, Kyoka, you're savage!"

Sero chuckled, shaking his head as he gave Izuku a pat on the shoulder.

Sero, {grinning}: "Guess we know who's wearing the pants here."

Denki, still shocked, finally managed to shake his head in disbelief, crossing his arms with a pout.

Denki, {grumbling}: "Man, that's just... not fair."

As they continued walking toward the gate, Izuku tried to regain his composure, though his hand remained tightly clasped in Kyoka's. She leaned in close, her voice low enough for only him to hear.

Kyoka, {softly, with a hint of teasing}: "Relax, hero boy. You're my choice, remember?"

Izuku nodded, his heart still pounding, but he couldn't help the small, proud smile that formed on his face. Even though Kyoka's words had caught him off guard, he couldn't deny how much they meant to him.

With the group back to chatting and teasing as they walked, Izuku and Kyoka continued toward the gate, hand in hand, with the sense that this was only the beginning of their journey together.