The Phoenix {A BNHA Fan Story}

Chapter Two: Ibara Shiozaki

The rest of the exam went similarly, taking down bots and now watching out for anyone else who could be in harm's way until the loud alarm went off, signaling the end of the exam.

She opted to walk back to the entrance, her wings aching and her arms covered in small burns. Her knuckles were already bruising from hitting the hard green metal of the bots so much. Her breathing was heavy and her body was covered in sweat, and when she reached back to feel the hole in her tank top, the edges were ripped and the fabric pulled right apart. It had been burned from her flaming wings, which were turning to ash as they slowly disappeared from her back.

As she went to retrieve her things, she recognized a few faces of others she had seen during the harsh exam. Some people were changing back into uniforms, but there was no way she would. Her back was still burning hot and would no doubt ruin the nice clothes. Besides, she was heading straight back to the hotel she was staying at anyways.

She followed the crowd towards the school entrance, which also served as it's exit, everyone around her breathing just as hard and sweating just as much as she was.

"Hey! You're the girl that helped me earlier!" The familiar voice that she had barely registered earlier cut through the murmurs around her and she felt someone elbow her arm gently. Looking over, she saw that it was indeed that same girl.

Now that they weren't in a rush she could take in the girls appearance. She was taller than Soraka, her hair a tangle of green vines with two running across her forehead in an 'X' shape. Her skin was paler than Soraka's and her eyes were a darker green than her hair. Her face was round and she looked kind.

"I wanted to thank you for earlier. Your quirk makes you look like an angel in a way." It seemed like a genuine compliment, so Soraka kindly smiled at the girl.

"It was nothing, honestly anyone should've done it. I just happened to get to you faster." She said with a shrug, her cheeks slightly heating up. She'd be able to blame it on the exam though if the girl questioned it. "Oh!" She held out her hand to the vine haired girl. "I'm Umitsu Soraka."

The girl gladly shook her hand. "I'm Shiozaki Ibara. Do you have any plans after this? If not then we should go get lunch together." Their hands dropped back down by their sides and Soraka pondered the offer for a moment. She was planning on going back to the hotel and eating there, but eating with Shiozaki would allow her to make a friend.

She tipped her chin down in a nod, looking forward so that she wouldn't run into anyone. "That's sounds nice. We should get into a change of clothes and meet up somewhere." She recalled her torn tank top and didn't think it would be ok to go someone so sweaty. "I'm not from around here, so you'll have to let me know where to go." She said while pulling her phone out of her bag. Unlocking it, she handed it over to Shiozaki and the other put her number in before handing it back.

"Alright, I'll let you know as soon as I get home. I'll see you in a bit!" She waved and split off, leaving Soraka to smile in content and leave the crowd behind as she left for the hotel.

She hadn't even realized she had picked up a slow jog until she walked through the doors, a blast of cool air welcoming her in. It felt great against her burning skin as she went to the stairs, walking quickly up to the third floor and down the hall until she reached her room. She fumbled around for a minute before she finally got a hold of her card and was able to push it into the slot. The green light went off with a beep and she pushed the door open. If she was quick enough about it, she could take a shower before heading back out.

The cold water was a blessing against her burning skin, especially against the actual burns running up her arms. It was normal for her to have a burn somewhere on her body, as she still couldn't handle her own fire after using it after a certain amount of time. She took the time to wash her red locks, something she felt was necessary even though a majority of her hair had never touched her skin.