𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗦 ⌈𝐈⌔𝐌 ✗ 𝔽!𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹⌋

Chapter 059

CHAPTER 59: Living Up to the Legacy

The Provisional Hero License Exam had been an intense, grueling experience, and as the dust settled, a heavy silence blanketed the arena. You gathered with your classmates, heart pounding as Mera, the strict-faced commission officer, approached with a list in hand. This was it—the moment of truth.

“Students,” he announced, voice carrying over the hushed crowd, “you’ve been judged not only on your skills but on the mistakes you avoided. Remember, a true hero doesn’t just act; they know when to step back, to think. Today’s results reflect those qualities.”

The explanation of the demerit system felt like background noise as your focus honed in on the list. When your name finally appeared among those who passed, relief washed over you like a wave. You wanted to let out a deep breath you hadn’t even realized you were holding. Beside you, your classmates were similarly reacting, some cheering, some quietly savoring their success. But it didn’t take long for your joy to be tempered by the revelation that Katsuki and Shoto—two of your class’s strongest students—had failed.

You glanced over at Shoto, your heart heavy. He stood quietly, his face unreadable but with a sadness flickering in his eyes. Inasa, the passionate Shiketsu student, didn’t make things any easier; with a shout, he threw himself onto the ground, head bowed in front of Shoto as he loudly apologized.

Katsuki scoffed, rolling his eyes. “Seriously, just get over it already,” he muttered, clearly aggravated. You noticed a few of your classmates, Minoru among them, starting to taunt the two, but Tenya quickly stepped in to quiet them down.

Mera continued, distributing sheets detailing each student’s performance, and you watched as they passed through each row. When he handed you yours, your fingers tingled with excitement as you read through the analysis of your strengths and areas for improvement. But your eyes flickered back to Katsuki and Shoto, who held their sheets with mixed expressions of frustration and contemplation.

“Those who passed,” Mera called out, capturing your attention once more, “will soon receive official hero licenses. These will allow you to act in emergency situations, just as a pro hero would. As for those who didn’t pass,” he glanced meaningfully at Katsuki and Shoto, “you will still have an opportunity to obtain your licenses through a three-month-long remedial course. Keep working hard, and don’t let this stop you.”

The announcement felt bittersweet. You’d achieved something meaningful, yet the gravity of the license—its privileges and the responsibility it bore—loomed over you. You realized that while this was a step toward your dream, it was also a new weight you would carry.

As the crowd thinned and the weight of your provisional license copy you received settled in your hand, you found yourself stepping away from the noise. You needed to breathe. You needed… them.

You stepped aside to call your parents.

Your mother picked up on the first ring—and promptly exploded.

“Y/N! OH MY GOD—YOU DID IT, DIDN’T YOU?!”
Her voice cracked with raw emotion. “I KNEW it! I knew my baby had it in her! HARUTO—GET OVER HERE—SHE PASSED!”

You could hear chaos on the other end—shuffling, a door creaking open, your father grumbling something about "not even letting the tea steep."

Then his voice came through, rough but clear.

"Is it true?" he asked, and you could practically feel the silence that followed.

You swallowed. "Yeah. I passed."

There was a pause. A breath.

Then, "You made it..." he muttered, more to himself. "I thought I’d worry myself into the hospital today."