|BNHA| Hiraeth

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"As I mentioned yesterday, our first objective will be earning provisional licenses, for you all. In other words, until the beginning of the next semester, you'll be working out your ultimate moves as you develop your quirks."

"Hell yeah!" Kaminari whooped as the class showed their eager and excitement clear on their faces.

"A hero license, in essence grants you the permission to intervene when peoples lives are at stake. This qualification carried an immense responsibility. Not only that but the examination required to earn the license is extremely competitive and rigorous." I couldn't help but sigh in exasperation.

"What's the point of an ultimate move if I can't use it to kill anyone..." I mumble lowly. For the most part things had gone back to norma despite my little episode during the camp. So far the only thing I could really remember was being knocked out by Midnights gas during the invasion. Thanks to my dream with darling I had woken up late, paranoid, and disappointed. Paranoid about Izuku telling the others what he had seen and the truth being unveiled. Disappointed because usually when I had dreams with my darling, dream me doesn't hesitate to bone him. Well there's always next time. I internally sigh.

Aizawa had called beforehand and   stated that no one had found out the truth about my other form. Apparently, All Might had been the one to stop me in time. While I was out, it seemed Bakugou had been abducted by the league but Deku and some others had rescued him. The only thing that bothered me was the looks I received from a few certain people when I had walked in the room. Aizawa had told them I was gravely "injured" during the attack so I guess it wasn't a surprise some reacted. Though I didn't think anyone cared that much?

Out of the group, a select fews reactions had caught my attention. But I shook it off, pegging it as them just being apparently 'worried' as Ochaco had excused.

I  tune back into reality to listen to the rest of what Aizawa was saying. "That is why, from today onwards, we'll be having each of you coming up with at least two of..." He made a hand signal and right there appeared pro heroes: Midnight, ectoplasm, and Cementoss.

"Special Moves!" Majority of the class cheered as I instantly started thinking about a specific move.

"Special! In other words, the techniques that will assure your own victory." Ectoplasm started.

"These techniques must be deeply ingrained into who you are. Techniques that do not satisfy this requirement will not be allowed."  Cementoss added raising his pointer finger, "to battle means to leverage ones strengths."

"These techniques becomes symbols of who you are! Nowadays, heroes without their own special moves are like an endangered species." Midnight chipped in.

"We'll go into specifics shortly with live exercises. Get changed into your costumes, we'll meet at the Gamma gym." Aizawa said dismissing us all. At the sound of that, the class quickly scurried to the changing rooms.

Zipping up my costume, I quirk a brow listening into the girls conversation about visiting the beach. A beach...? What's that?

"What you've seriously never been to a beach?!" Mina gasped from beside my locker causing me to hum in thought.

"What? Is it like a fancier way to say bitch?" I inquire causing Momo to gasp at my Language.

"Geez were you raised under a rock?" Jirou couldn't help but snicker. Momo's eyes snapped to the side at her friend with a pointed look but nearly forgot that onlv her, Ochaco, and Tsuyu knew about Fumetsu's former home.