Wavering Emotions (OLD)

|Chapter Four| Moving on To U.A!

For the following years after that, Shinsou and I continued to go to the same schools. After we graduated from our Elementary school, I had to beg Dad to let me go to the same Junior High as Shinsou. I hadn't ever really made any other friends. I guess I was just content with having one who I knew better than anyone else, and vice-versa.

At one point, there was this other guy. I think his name was Monoma Neito, or something like that. He was able to copy quirks. I guess the reason I never got to know him was because he tried using Shinsou's quirk on me, or because whenever he'd try to get close to us, Shinsou would drag me off somewhere else. I always thought it was funny whenever he'd drag me off and then start ranting about how Monoma had better stay away from me.

Unfortunately, there were many times where I would have to defend him from the other kids in our class. They would always say that he had a villain's quirk, and that he'd never become a hero. And because I never used my quirk, everyone assumed that I was quirkless. I was too scared to use my quirk on them to make them stop, and I always thought that it made me a bad friend. Shinsou told me it was alright, but I felt bad that I wasn't able to do much.

Occasionally, there were times after school where Shinsou and I would meet up at his place and practice our quirks, and combat, stuff like that. Whenever I asked Dad if he could come over to our house, he flat out refused. Of course, I mainly practiced the energy blasts I was able to use, as I hated the idea of changing my friend's emotions if it were unnecessary. He would only practice his brainwashing if I gave my consent to it, and even then, it was only for a brief few moments. He'd only ever make me walk around in circles, or say something stupid.

And besides, if I ever were to use the emotion-changing part of my quirk, I would probably go into a depressed state. Like what happened whenever he forced me to use my quirk to make others hurt each other. I remember one time, it had gotten so bad that I had nearly sent him into a blind rage to attack me, so that people wouldn't have to suffer by the hands of my quirk.

Either way, the time we had spent together during our earlier years really paid off. I loved having more than one person that I could trust and depend on.

During our third year, both Shinsou and I decided we would apply for U.A., the most prestigious Hero School in all of Japan. My Dad taught there, and I really wanted to get into his class. He would always say that if I wanted to go to U.A, I'd have to work towards it. I spent most of my childhood knowing that it would feel better to earn my place there anyways. That whole time before the entrance exams, Shinsou and I trained almost every day. My life seemed to be on auto-play, and the days went by so fast. Before I knew it, I was standing in front of the gates, preparing myself for the challenge ahead.

Shinsou and I had entered the building together, and had taken a seat next to each other for the opening presentation. A Pro Hero known as Present Mic began explaining stuff to us, and I kind of felt bad when nobody responded to him. I knew that he and my Dad were in the same class when they attended the school, but I never got to meet him. We were given cards, and it turns out that Shinsou and I had been put in different testing locations.

Although, another student had interrupted, clearly seeming offended by Present Mic not mentioning one of the four faux villains, and then getting mad at some green-haired kid for muttering. After some more explaining, we were finally allowed to head to our designated locations. "Good luck, Hitoshi-kun!" I cheered, and he looked away for a brief moment before replying. "Yeah, you too." I smiled.

I recognized the same guy who spoke up earlier talking to the green haired boy. Just as I was about to go speak to them, Present Mic told us to begin. I quickly ran off into another direction, and spotted some of the robotic "villains." I quickly charged up an energy blast, sending it towards it.