My Hero Academia - Twilight Twice

Chapter 5: Welcome To U.A.

As the weeks passed and the results of the entrance exam were announced, the day finally came for Izumi to bid farewell to her old school. The meeting itself was unremarkable, except for the principal's repeated comments about how much of a "miracle" it was that she had been accepted into U.A. No, what truly had Izumi on edge was something else—the fact that she wasn't the only one from her school chosen for the prestigious academy.

"Deku!" Bakugou screamed the moment they were out of earshot.. He had been tailing her ever since they left the building. "What kind of dirty trick did you pull, you Quirkless trash?! I was supposed to be the one going to U.A., and now it's all ruined! I told you to stay out of my way!"

Without warning, Bakugou attacked, his body slamming forward as he reached for her throat, trying to shove the girl into the shadows of a nearby alley. But Izumi reacted instinctively, slapping his wrist away with enough force to make him grunt in pain. She could've pinned him, slammed him into the wall if she wanted to—but provoking Bakugou would be like tickling a shotgun, and she wasn't sure she could defeat him without using One For All.

Bakugou froze, staring at his own hand, momentarily stunned. This was the second time she'd stood up to him. Confusion flickered in his eyes as he grasped for the first thought that formed in his mind. He threw a punch at her—a wild, reckless right hook.

But Bakugou didn't know how to punch. He never needed to learn.

Izumi's fist connected with his chin before he even realized it, forcing him back, his body trembling as he recoiled a few steps. Compared to training with All Might, the boy felt weightless, as if he were made of cotton.

Izumi didn't say a word. There was nothing to say. Without giving him a glance, she turned and walked away, leaving him behind in the alley. She had her own path to follow now—there was no time for her to waste on his tantrums.

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"Midoriya..."

As Izumi approached the door of class 1A, the sharp sound of screams from within gave her pause. Her stomach knotted with doubts. Should she even step in? When the door finally slid open, the entire class turned to stare at her late arrival, eyes curious or indifferent. But one student moved toward her immediately: the boy with short, blue hair from the entrance exam—Tenya Iida.

"You saw through the exam's guidelines," Iida declared abruptly, bowing with formal precision. "I misjudged you! If I had been more observant... No, the truth is, you're better than me."

"Eh?" Izumi can only smile awkwardly.

What is this psycho talking about?!

Before she could process his words, a new voice chimed in.

"Oh, curly hair! Just the person I wanted to see!"

Izumi turned to find herself trapped in between Iida's rambling apology and Uraraka's buoyant energy, her warm grin practically beaming. For a moment, Izumi felt overwhelmed by the sudden attention, but relief came swiftly as their homeroom teacher arrived, silencing the room.

To call their teacher odd would have been generous. Mr. Aizawa stood at the front of the class like a slouching shadow, his entire body wrapped in a cocoon of scarves. With his unkempt hair and tired eyes, he resembled more of a hobo than a teacher at U.A. But as soon as class began, he wasted no time on pleasantries.

"The first thing in my program is a test of your limits," he said, his tone flat, but the threat of what followed made everyone sit up straighter. "Whoever places last will be expelled."

What followed was a brutal test of their limits. Each student was pushed through a series of simple exercises to gauge how well they could perform with their Quirks. And just like that, what could've been a simple, enjoyable evaluation turned into a high-stakes game, with the looming threat of expulsion hanging over. And so, they trained. For three relentless weeks, everyone threw themselves into the challenge, pushing their abilities to the breaking point as creatively as they could, desperate not to lose their shot at becoming heroes.