You're the new guy at school who joined late. You decide to be the best hero the world has ever known, not only getting stronger along the way but making friends as well.
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Front row left to right: Mandalay, Ragdoll, Pixie-Bob
Backrow: Tiger
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Along with Class 1b came two more Pussy Cats, Ragdoll and Tiger. Tiger was massive and buff, kindof intimidating. Ragdoll had huge eyes with bright, green hair. Just like the other Pussy Cats, they were in their costumes and I knew both of their quirks. Ragdoll could know anything and everything about a person just by looking at them; Tiger was a powerful fighter who had an incredibly flexible body. He could literally "curve" his punches.
The Cats and Aizawa told me that my training would be similar to Bakugo's since my quirk relies on my body and muscles. They gave me dumbells to curl and that when I felt tired, I should put them away and start using my quirk. They put me out in the woods so that I could use my entire body and not just my arms. I took off most of my clothes until I had athletic shorts and shoes on. Taking a deep breath, I readied myself and blasted air from every pore that was exposed. I would go in intervals of power, about a four foot radius (eight foot diameter) to rest and then crank it to the max for about five seconds. Everyone else on the training ground could feel a gust of wind whenever I went all out. I decided to try and change it up. Sometimes I'd push out regular air and other times, I'd push out the pleasant scent of fruits. I didn't want to do too many different smells because it would distract everyone else from training.
Time seemed to tick by slowly. I left my phone and watch back at the camp so I couldn't keep track of the time. My body was beginning to fail me and I began to pant from fatigue. With barely any breaks for water, I focused more on growing than hydrating. I had some water tied to a tree so that I wouldn't have to walk all the way back. I didn't even notice when training time was over. Out of now where my quirk stopped. I turned around and saw Aizawa with his goggles on. Half of my attention on him; most of it was on how tired I was.
{Aizawa} - Come on (Y/N), time to go back.
{Y/N} - I haven't gone plus ultra yet. I think I can...
{Aizawa} - Now! Don't talk back to your teacher.
I reluctantly sighed and grabbed my things. As we walked back, he talked to me about how I could do more harm than good if I overexert myself. He also pointed out I had a habit of overdoing it. Midoriya over did it in the U.A. Sports Festival and now both of his arms and hands have permanent damage. I was surprised almost 12 hours of training didn't do permanent damage.
I was wondering about Bakugo while we were resting. I knew he was hot-headed but it wouldn't hurt to make another friend. It was a little past 5 o'clock so we prepared our own fires to cook with. Ragdoll instructed us to make curry. She also told us that just because we were tired, doesn't mean we should make "sloppy cat food." To make my fire, I placed a hand on both sides of my pile of firewood and let out a combustible fume. I then stepped back a little and grabbed the flint and rock that was given to me. Leaning over, I struck them against each other and my fire pit exploded. It wasn't bad enough to destroy everything but it did turn a few heads.
