Unlikely As It May Seem (An Izumina Fanfiction)

Ch. 41:Final Exam Notice

Class 1-A was abuzz with conversation. And they were sure most of the school was as well. They heard that today was the day they would find out what their Year End exam would entail. Some were stoked. Others were nervous. Some, like Sero and Aoyama, were terrified, being at the bottom of the class. Though, Aoyama would never admit that out loud.

Mina understood their feeling, having remembered what it was like during their Midterm, when she was at the bottom with Kaminari. Who was still at the bottom, but noticeably absent right now. Class was going to start any minute, and Aizawa would not take kindly to one of his students being late, especially Kaminari. Though his grades had improved since Midterm, he was still at the bottom of the class.

"Hey, Jiro, do you know where Kaminari is?" Mina asked the resident punk rocker, and Kaminari's girlfriend. She could see the worried look on Jiro's face.

"I'm not sure," she replied. "Said he had a meeting with the principal, but said little more. I know he isn't telling me everything, but said he couldn't just yet and apologized. He's been off the last day or two. I wish he would open up, but it may be something serious that he can't yet?" Jiro tried to rationalize his behavior.

"You don't have to try to defend Pikachu," the voice of Bakugo interjected. Apparently, the conversation between the pink girl and the purplette wasn't very private, as a good deal of the class had gathered around the two. It was Izuku who followed up Bakugo's comment.

"Kaminari is a good guy," he said. "If he hasn't divulged everything, I'm sure there's a very good reason."

"There is a very good reason," their homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa, announced himself. The class quickly made their way to their respective desks. "However, we're still investigating the validity of everything before any further action is taken. I will assure the class that Kaminari is not in any trouble, but he probably won't be making it to class until a little later."

This helped ease the students' minds a little, though they still worried about what it might be that would cause their friend and classmate to be so secretive. However, before anyone could truly dwell on it, Aizawa spoke up again.

"Now, we need to go over something very important....your Year End Exam." This caused all of the students to snap to full attention, not wanting to miss any details. "This will be a lot different than your Mid-terms, in which your Practical covered only one day. This time, your Practical will cover several days. This is due to the fact that you all have been doing Work Studies, and each of you will be paired with a student in Class 3-A. This serves as their Final Exam, too."

This news caused momentary murmur among the class, before Aizawa's eyes went red as he activated his Quirk, immediately silencing the class. He relaxed his Quirk, and put eye drops in as he continued.

"It goes without saying that you won't be picking which 3rd Year you'll be working with. Each third year has submitted a request on which 1st Year they wanted working with them, and the teachers confirmed or denied their requests based on various factors. Some of you received more requests than others, but, in the end, all of you will be assigned with one. I'll be handing out each of your sheets momentarily.

"Like your group project at the beginning of the semester, you are not to reveal the details of these sheets, as they have the different situations and scenarios you'll be tasked with. Some of these will cross over, hence why you must keep the details secret, unless it calls for you to work alongside another group. Then you may discuss with that group, and that group only, and only when that particular section of the assignment arises. You are to follow the lead of your 3rd Year, but this is your Exam as well. The Practical will begin the week after your written Finals, which is three weeks from now. So, be sure to study hard and prepare for the Practical harder."

With that, Aizawa left homeroom to their own devices. The students began to form groups, going over their approach to study groups. Obviously, those near the bottom flocked to Momo, who was more than willing to help out her classmates.

"Deja vu," Mina chuckled, moseying up to Izuku. Izuku smiled at his girlfriend.

"What about you?" he asked. "Are you going to study with Yaoyorozu again?" Mina playfully flicked his nose, causing him to chuckle.

"As much as I love Yao-Momo, and am grateful for her help during the Midterms, I had a different idea." Izuku looked to her curiously. "I was thinking you and I could study together, and we could also work on training for the Practical. I know we can't reveal any details, but that doesn't mean we can't help each other out preparing our bodies and Quirks physically, right?"

Izuku thought on this, and nodded. They trained together all the time, anyways, so this wouldn't be too different. He agreed with Mina on that.

A few moments later, the class's attention was brought to the door as it opened. Kaminari walked in to the classroom, looking worse for wear. Worry etched everyone's faces as Jiro immediately made her way over to him. He gave her a weak smile as he caressed her cheek. She responded in kind by wrapping her earjacks around his hand, gently rubbing it. They spoke quietly for just a minute.

As Kaminari made his way to his desk, he offered no words to the class, but did look at everyone with a heartfelt apology in his eyes. It let them know that he still couldn't say anything, and that he was sorry he couldn't. Everyone gave him an understanding look. They would find out when and if they needed to know.

With Kaminari, his mind was a storm, trying to piece together the information he had, as well as how bad he felt that he couldn't bring his classmates, his friends, in to the matter yet. They were in danger, and he couldn't explain to them why just yet. Because there was a traitor at UA. It disgusted him to think, but, with the information he had given Nezu, he had been let in on that little tidbit.

Now it was just a matter of finding out who.