Midori the Villain

Test of Confidence

"Welcome All Might!" Principle Nezu, a small dog-like person smiled up at the symbol of Peace as he entered the room. "I trust you got a chance to wander around the newest additions to our facility.

"To be honest not much has changed. U.A has always been ahead of the curve." Toshinori Yagi, also known as All Might, stood in front of the principle and knelt down to shake his paw. "Good to see you again, ah and or wonderful staff." He nodded his head to the other teachers. "It's a pleasure."

"You haven't been announced as a teacher yet, but I didn't want you to miss out on seeing our future students in action." He whispered low. "You still indecisive about who you want to pick for a successor?"

"Yes," He fully admitted rubbing the back of his head. "You gave me a good lead with young Mirio. Still I want to test the waters, see if there's someone who can truly carry on my legacy." He held his chest. "I want to be certain, absolutely certain that I've made the right choice."

"Naturally... now then have a seat. The written exam ended just a few minutes ago and our students are now readying for the physical." Nezu hopped on his seat and motioned for All Might to do the same. "You're not a part of the panel, but at the very least I'd like your intake on the students physical capabilities and hero potential."

"Of course..." He folded his hands in his lap, his sunken eyes looking up at the screens with excitement and anticipation. "I'm looking forward to it."

~Gates of Area B~

Izumi stretched out her body trying to shake away the nerves. She could feel her heart ready to burst out of her chest but she couldn't let it distract her. The training outfit her Sensei had provided was a perfect fit, and hugged her body without feeling constricting. It's material was smooth to the touch, built for durability and flexibility. The sleeveless top was a V cut that showed off just enough cleavage to have a few of the boys look in her direction. It didn't move or shift despite stopping just above her navel. Her pants had no pockets but instead had straps across the thigh perfect for holstering weapons or items and was paired with sleek yet surprisingly comfortable calf boots.

"...and here I was gonna wear a tracksuit." she said with a small laugh as she did a couple squats and adjusted her brawling gloves while eyeing her competition. There was a variety of people, and with just a quick overview she was sure there were plenty of different quirks. Inner curiosity had her wishing she could just watch from the sidelines, just so she could see them all in action.

"That's not what you're here for, Izumi." She murmured to herself and took a deep breath. She started walking forward and felt an arm on her shoulder. She resisted the urge to tense up and glanced behind her. Her brow rose at the sight of the glasses boy from earlier. "Can I help you?"

"I beg your pardon miss, My name is Iida Tenya and I'd like to apologize for my rudeness during the presentation."

"Would you?" She turned setting a hand on her hip. "What for? It was clear you didn't care for me interrupting your concentration so why apologize for how you feel?"

"Still to call you out in front of everyone was not proper decorum." He adjusted his glasses. "I just can't tolerate people who don't take these important matters seriously... but watching a few moments ago I can see you're very serious about this."

"I wouldn't be here if I wasn't." She turned away from him. "Instead of worrying about your decorum I suggest you concentrate at the task at hand. Otherwise..."

"OKAY START!" present Mic called out surprising everyone, but Izumi was already running for the gate.

"You'll get left behind!" She called out over her shoulder racing ahead of the pack.