Revenge- A villian deku story

chapter 24

Today was the start of the dreaded week of written exams, I had spent the whole of yesterday training and studying with Shinso who was planning to take the Hero Course Entrance exam which was invitation only. He had nonchalantly shown me the letter which had been left on his doorstep a mere week ago, I had been excited enough for both of us - it was such a rare occurrence and I had no doubt that Shinso would get in. Partly because of his skill and partly because Aizawa had taken a liking to him. It's not the talented who succeed after all but those with connections. 

I glanced around the classroom, everyone was a bundle of nerves with worry rolling off of them as they stared at the stack of papers in Aizawa's hands as one would a starved predator. Those intimidating stacks of flattened, bleached, dead trees were the second language exam - English. In two hours we would be tested on diction, grammar, comprehension, creative writing and analysis of poems and short stories. I could feel my hand and head pounding already; I clutched my Smart Pen tighter. 
The papers were handed out and what was dubbed as 'Hell week' began. Nine subjects, one week. Even with my Smart Pen this is going to be difficult. 

Although to be fair nine subjects is nothing compared to the General studies fourteen or the Support classes eleven. 

When I had gone over to Shinso's dorm, everyone had bags under their eyes rivaling his and were drowning in notes and textbooks. They had to study the basic subjects like Japanese, Maths, English, History, Geography, Life skills and the Sciences (Biology, Physics and Psychology all wrapped up in one little package) as well as the specialised subjects: Hero politics, General politics, Quirk analysis, Debating and Discussions, Business studies, the Dramatic Arts - teaches self control - and Coding. I'm glad I'm not them. 

Turning my attention back to the paper in front of me, I internally cringed, I hate English...and every other subject actually and just school in general but that's neither here nor there. Biting down on my tongue to suppress a sigh I begin the six paged nightmare, the promise that I would soon be burning this school to the ground was the only thing carrying me through. 

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The week passed in a flurry of papers, coffee cups and curses and then it was the practical exams, as I had guessed we weren't facing robots, but our teachers instead. Who were sadly or thankfully, I haven't decided yet, handicapped. 

My heart hammered in my chest and my face went white in anger as they announced the teams, I'm with Bakugo Katsuki! That blasted, stubborn Pomeraian wouldn't cooperate with me if his life depended on it and what is even worse, if that's possible, is that we will be fighting against All Might so Bakugo will be trying to show off the whole time like a preschooler in a playground. He will try to defeat All Might head-on to 'prove his superiority' or something and not even bother with trying to do anything else.

Battling to keep my emotions under wraps, I grit my teeth and clench my fists wishing the hot, viscous anger to go away. It wasn't working.

“Bunny calm down.” A very quiet voice, almost as if it was in my head, purrs sounding suspiciously like Sparky. I whip my head around and standing there is Kaminari, who had a dumb smile on his face and was nodding appreciatively at Yaoyorozu's Hero costume. Was I just imagining what he said? Was it all in my head? 

“Come on, lead into the bus single file please.” Iida bellows, ushering us into the bus like a traffic cop - all he needed now was a whistle and white gloves and the image would be complete. 

The bus still had that new smell about it and everything was sparkly clean and sleek in design. My assigned seat partner for this trip was Kaminari, hence why he stood behind me in the line, who was kind enough to give me the seat by the window. He was chatting amicably with Kirishima who was standing by us and had yet to be forced to sit down.