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Over the next week, you took the time to play the perfect student and president, helping your classmates prepare for the upcoming exam. You helped organize study groups, going over notes, assisting where needed, and making sure no one was falling behind.
During the middle of the week, Vlad made sure to emphasize, yet again, that the exams weren't just written—they had a practical side as well. It was an obvious hint that it'd be something physically taxing, considering you were all in the Hero Course, after all.
While you weren't particularly worried about the practical exam, your classmates were deathly curious about what it could be. Some speculated that it would involve mini-rescue missions; others insisted that it would be like the entrance exam with faux robots.
At first, you didn't care much for their theories, but as time went on, it became the only thing anyone could talk about.
They were restless, their questions and speculations filling every spare moment until you had enough of the endless debates.
It wasn't until Friday, after another tiring lunch where the only topic was still about the unknown exam, you decided you were going to get to the bottom of it—not for yourself, but just to shut everyone up.
The constant chatter had become unbearable, and if finding out what the practical exam was about would bring some peace back to your class, then so be it.
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Aizawa let out a tired groan, rubbing his eyes with one hand while the other reached out to pull another half-empty can of coffee closer. The bitter taste no longer had much effect on his drowsiness, but it was better than nothing.
The teachers' room was practically empty at this hour—most of his colleagues had already headed home. The only company he had was his crumpled sleeping bag, lazily thrown in a corner beside his desk, and the various cat-themed knick-knacks scattered across the cluttered surface.
Among the mess lay half-filled coffee cans, stacks of disorganized papers, and a sticky note from Hizashi with a smiley face that read, 'Don't stay too late, Shota!' in his overly messy handwriting.
Aizawa gave a tired sigh, his gaze trailing over the scattered paperwork. The room, usually filled with conversation and movement, was barren now, only the quiet hum of the air conditioning keeping him company.
He shifted in his seat, leaning back for a moment before rubbing his face again and pulling another stack of files toward him. These were the profiles for Class 1-A and 1-B—the two hero courses under his and Vlad King's care.
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