Bakugo x Y/N

Part 2

The girls' changing room was spacious and lockers lined the light blue walls. Each chose a locker. Y/N chose one besides Mina and began to get changed.

Once they had finished, they all met outside where Mr Aizawa told them to meet. To class 1-A's horror, they had a quirk assessment test on their first day.

"But orientation! We're gonna miss it." Ochaka said. Y/N and her had met in the changing room. She was sweet.

"If you really wanna make the big leagues, you can't waste time on pointless ceremonies." Mr Aizawa told them. He had a point, Y/N thought. He then gave us a small lecture about how he gets to make the rules and how the students have to use their quirks to spot the powerful among the weak. Then he turned to the blond boy. "Bakugo, you managed to get the most points on the entrance exam. What was your farthest distance throw with a softball when you were in Junior High?" So that was his name. Interesting.

"67m, I think." He replied. That's way farther than my p.b. Y/N thought, suddenly annoyed.

"Right, try doing it with your quirk."

Bakugo stepped into the circle, aimed, and screamed "DIE!" The softball flew out of his hands like a rocket. The explosion was loud and Y/N could feel the heat radiating off it from where she was standing. Mr Aizawa showed the class the measuring device. '705.2m' Everyone was amazed.

"I want a go! Looks like fun." Mina exclaimed. Y/N smiled.

"So this looks fun, huh?" Mr Aizawa sounded annoyed, disappointed even. "You have three years to become a hero, you think it's all gonna be games and play-time?" No one answered but hung their heads in shame. "Idiots. Today you will complete 8 physical tests to gauge your potential. Whoever comes in last has none," he smiled like he was about to drop a bombshell, "will be expelled immediately."

Everyone gasped. Fair enough, Y/N thought.

"Like I said, I get to decide how this class runs. Understand? If that's a problem, you can head home right now."

"You can't send one of us home! I mean, we just got here!" Ochako argued. Even if it wasn't the first day, that isn't fair!"

"Oh, and you think natural disasters are?" That's a bit far... Y/N thought. "Or power-hungry villains? Hm? Or catastrophic accidents that wipe out whole cities? No, the world is full of unfairness." She understood why he was telling them this. He was trying to motivate them to do their best. "For the next 3 years, UA will throw one terrible hardship after another at you. So, go beyond. Plus Ultra-style. Show me it's no mistake that you're here. Let the games begin."

The class was fired up and tried their hardest at the activities. Everyone excelled at one activity. Y/N was yet to find her's.

She was so close to being first at the 50m but Iida beat her and in the grip strength she equaled Mezo Shoji's strength so they came joint 1st which was better than nothing. 

When it came to Midoriya's turn at throwing, Mr Aizawa showed us the power of his quirk. Just as Midoriya was about to let go of the ball, he erased his quirk so that he only got 46m. The class was shocked and he was embarrassed but Mr Aizawa scolded him for a reason unknown to Y/N. Midoriya called him Eraserhead. People in front of me whispered amongst each other. Her quirk grants her super hearing so she decided to use it to listen in on the conversation Mr Aizawa and Midoriya were having.

"You have the same reckless passion as another overzealous hero I know. One who saved 1,000 people by himself and became a legend." All Might. Y/N wondered why All Might was mentioned but her ears started to ache so she stopped and sighed. 

"I wonder if our teacher gave him some advice," Iida murmured.

"Probably told him to start packing." Bakugo scoffed. What was his problem? Y/N chuckled to herself.

Midoriya retook his throw. He chucked it in the air and it flew far but Y/N noticed that his finger was purple and bruised. He had broken it like in the entrance exam but it wasn't as bad. He seemed to be progressing. 

Mr Aizawa held up the measuring machine. '705.3'. One more than Bakugo's and he didn't take it that well. Small explosions came from his hands and he charged at Midoriya. 

"Deku, you bastard! Tell me how you did that or you're dead!" He was reaching for Midoriya's screaming head. But before he could reach him, Mr Aizawa held him back with his special scarf. "What! Why the hell is your damn scarf so strong?"

"Because it's a capture weapon made out of carbon fibre and a special metal alloy. Stand down."

Bakugo stood there, steaming.