oro | bnha oc

a training experience.

UA may be a school of heroes, but it's also a school much to the demise of Class 1A. The school day starts with normal classes such as English, math, history, etc. The class had a visible distaste for the normality of it all. Even Imizo began to catch on to the feelings of her classmates, though she attempted to hide it as much as possible to avoid hurting the feelings of Present Mic, who taught them English.

His cheerful and persistent shouts of query only decreased the attitude of the class. But the bell for lunch became a saving grace to the students of Class 1A. The cafeteria was full of lively discussions and students from every year and every class mingling together. Imizo sat quietly at an empty table and began to eat her food. Today she had chosen a simple vegetable stir fry to dine on. The table however, did not remain unoccupied for long.

The bouncy baby blue girl, Imizo vaguely recalled being named Hinata, sat directly across from her. She smiled brightly but said nothing and began to eat. They sat in a peaceful silence until the energetic red haired boy, Imizo didn't recall his name, sat next to Hinata and exclaimed.

"Today has been so boring! UA is all about heroics and everything, I mean I can't be angry that it teaches normal classes since it's a school but still."

"Hi, Kirishima," Hinata greeted with delight.

Kirishima smiled at Hinata and Imizo as a response. The bubbly duo spent a few minutes conversing about their courses from the throughout the day, before they managed to become even more energetic.

"After lunch is where it all starts! Our first hero course class!" Hinata shouted once again reminding Imizo of her caretaker.

"Aren't you excited, Koriya?" Kirishima added in attempt to include the quiet girl in their conversation.

Imizo couldn't help the small smile that formed on her face, because in all actuality she was beyond ecstatic for Class 1A's next lesson. The smile caught both Hinata and Kirishima off guard, but proceeded in them grinning even more. No words left Imizo's mouth but her small smile remained as she thought about the heroics she was ready to learn. It wasn't long until Class 1A filed back into their classroom, anxiously awaiting for their time.

It was then that All Might burst through the door with a loud exclamation that caused the students excitement to break away into cheers. A chorus of comments resounded throughout the class and giddiness was clearly in the air surrounding the class. 

"Hero Basic Training! The class that'll put you through all sorts of training to mold you into heroes! It also gives a ton of credits. No time to dally. Today's activity is this," All Might said in his bust voice while holding out a card, "Battle Training! And for that... You need these!"

The walls of the left side of the classroom began to slowly slide out, revealing cases with numbers on them that Imizo could only assume were their hero costumes. 

"In accordance with the Quirk registry and the special request forms you filled out before being admitted... Costumes!"

Imizo now jiggled her leg to try to suppress both her excitement and anxiety. She had put a lot of time and consideration into her hero costume. It was not a fancy or showy one, but it was practical and meant a lot to Imizo. She had consulted the heroes she knew well enough to ensure the practicality was to it's full potential. It was for this reason she was anxious, her costume had to meet up to her expectations.

"After you change, come out in ranking order to Ground Beta! Looking good is very important ladies and gentlemen. Look alive now, because from today on, you're all heroes!" All Might said as he departed the classroom.

The class ran to their costumes and straight towards the changing rooms. After all, there was no time to waste when it came to heroics. Imizo was once again the last of the girls to change but made sure to file into her proper spot for rankings. Beside her stood Kirishima with a costume that exposed a lot of his abdomen and arms and was red and rocky looking. The boy was significantly more built than Imizo would have imagined for a student her age. Though she also had a decent amount of muscle, she trained with Hizashi and his sidekicks all the time. Kirishima glanced at Imizo's own costume and grinned.