Wavering Emotions (OLD)

|Chapter Five| The Quirk Assesment Test

I had been the first girl to finish changing, and I ran over to where Dad was waiting. "So I guess I'm going to have to call you Aizawa-Sensei when school is going on, huh?" He nodded. "I hope you know you aren't getting off easy just because you're my kid." I gave a small, determined nod before walking off. I noticed the brown haired girl from earlier had finished changing, so I made my way over to her. She noticed my presence before I could even say anything.

"Hi! I'm Ochaco Uraraka, what's your name?" She seemed awfully nice, so I went along with it. "I'm (Name), (Name) Takashiro, It's nice to meet you." She put her hand on her chin. "Your name sounds kind of familiar. Have we met before?" Suddenly, about a million thoughts had clouded my head. 'I don't remember meeting her before today. What if she knows my name from a news broadcast?' I had remembered one of the only ones I had seen. The one I saw before my Father was killed. I shuddered and pushed the memory away.

"N-no, I don't believe we've met. After all, I'd remember someone as nice as you!" I covered with a somewhat nervous expression resting on my face. She seemed to believe it, and I quietly sighed in relief as she thanked me. Although, the moment was short lived, as the rest of our classmates began pooling out. Uraraka had gone over to talk to the green-haired boy, whom I still didn't know the name of. I'd have to make a mental note to introduce myself to him later.

I'd have to admit, I felt kinda out of place here. Everyone was already talking to one another. It felt weird not having anyone I knew closely nearby. I couldn't just go stroll up to Dad and start talking to him, that could raise suspicion, and nobody really knows. If word got out about the great Eraserhead having a child, who knows what could happen?

Apparently, Dad knows just when I'm about to talk to people, because just when I was about to approach Uraraka, Iida, and the green-haired boy, he began doing his teaching duties. It almost seemed like fate wanted to stop me from meeting him, as this was the third time I had been stopped.

"In previous years, you've been prohibited from using your quirks in any type of physical exam. Bakugou, how far could you throw a softball in middle school?" He asked after explaining how he could do what he wanted as a teacher and basically saying that the normal education system was missing out on a great opportunity. The blonde known as Bakugou had thought for a second before replying. "Sixty-seven metres."

"Good, now try using it with your quirk. Do whatever you need, just stay within the circle." Bakugou seemed pleased at this. He wound up his arms, and as he threw it, he yelled something. "DIE!" And the sound of explosions were all I could hear. Da- er, Aizawa Sensei looked down at the device he was holding before clearing his throat.

"It's important to know your limits. That's the first rational step to figuring out what kind of heroes you'll be." He then held up the small device for the class to see. "705.2 meters?!" Lots of my classmates began chattering amongst themselves. I heard things such as "This is awesome!" and "We really get to use our quirks?" I looked over to see Aizawa-sensei's reaction, seeing a dark expression resting on his face. "You're hoping to become heroes after three years here, and you think it'll all be fun and games?" He laughed lowly. "All right then. The person with the lowest score will be deemed hopeless, and then will be immediately expelled."

'Oh gosh, I know that he's expelled lots of students in the past, but on the first day? Come on, Dad!' I mentally groaned while preparing myself.

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I had gotten decent scores on everything, although they weren't top tier level, they were still tolerable. Now came the softball throw. I had already gone, scoring a fairly impressive 478.3 meters. Right now, it was the green-haired boy's turn, and he looked awfully nervous, albeit he had been getting low scores on pretty much everything. Honestly, I was pretty worried for him.

He stepped into the circle, and his arm seemed to glow as he got ready to throw the ball. As he was almost throwing it, I noticed that the glowing stopped, and the ball stopped much sooner than it should have. The boy was mumbling, obviously confused, although I knew the reason nothing happened. "I erased your quirk."

Dadzawa-sensei's hair was flowing upwards in the air, and his eyes had gone red. The scarf around his neck spread out, and it was obvious what had happened. Apparently, the boy had done his research, as he recognized my Dad by his goggles. He then went on to say how someone like him shouldn't be here.

I could hear Bakugou spurting out something along the lines of, "Of course he shouldn't, Deku doesn't even have a quirk!" And Iida was quick to counteract, claiming that he had apparently done something impressive during the entrance exam. 'So, the green-haired boy's name is Deku?' I thought mindlessly as Dad told him he had his quirk back. I merely watched as he began to wind up for the throw once more.

This time, only his finger was glowing. As he threw it, I heard the same 'smash' that I heard in the entrance exam. When it landed, it had hit 705.3 meters. "I'm still standing, Aizawa-sensei." He said while clutching his hand. The least I could say was that I was amazed.

The rest of the tests had finally finished up, and I was eager to see what place I had gotten. As the screen flickered on, I immediately looked to the bottom, seeing the name Izuku Midoriya in 20th. I couldn't find the name Deku anywhere though. I looked towards the green-haired boy, seeing that he looked immensely pale. Was Deku just a nickname. "Oh, and I was lying. Nobody's getting expelled." Dad stated from where he stood.

I tuned out everything else he said, focusing only on the name in last. 'Izuku... Midoriya. Huh.' I thought, glancing over at him. Aizawa handed him a paper, telling him to go see Recovery Girl for his finger. Before he could get too far, I ran up to him. I quickly tapped his shoulder, and he turned to face me. "Uh, hi! You're Midoriya, right?" I asked, looking into his eyes. "Yeah, that's me."

"I'm (Name) Takashiro, I just wanted to say, y-you did really great on that ball throw. I've seen you around, b-but I haven't been able to introduce myself to you yet." I awkwardly stuttered, nervously fiddling with my fingers. 'Oh gosh, this must sound like a confession or something! Why do you have to be so awkward (Name)?'

"Oh, now that you mention it, I did see you this morning before Aizawa-sensei appeared." He responded, and I was thankful that I wasn't interrupted this time. I then looked down at his finger. "O-oh gosh, I forgot about your finger! I'm so sorry for stopping you!" I quickly apologized, guilt wafting over me. "Oh, its alright! I should probably get going now, though. It was nice meeting you, Takashiro-san!"

"Please, call me (Name)!" I responded with a smile. I guess being in a class without anyone I know might not be so bad after all!

Oh god, I'm so sorry for the late update! I was busy today, and unfortunately, I feel like I'm not going to be able to update as frequently as I was before. We recently had a break from school, and it starts up again tomorrow. Actually, it would be nice if you guys could tell me when updates would be most convenient for you all so I can try to develop an update schedule.

On another note, I now have Instagram! My username is the same as it is on Wattpad, so you can find ms by typing in my username! I haven't really posted anything though. Anyways, that's all for this chapter! Please correct any mistakes I may have made, and sorry for any OOC-ness! See you all in the next chapter!