Chapter Three

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What in the fuck were these tests?

If this was the written test he worries for Izuku's safety in the physical exams. How in the fuck was he supposed to answer some of these without experience with fighting a villain first hand and not get in trouble for using his quirk on someone without it being illegal? Even if you used your quirk in self defense you'd have charges slapped on your record if you're old enough. Which he was so he was absolutely was which is why he and Izu trained an absurd amount of hours on their personal strength. For Izu that's all he had and for Katsuki it was something he needed to prove to both himself and Izuku that he didn't need to rely on a quirk to be a hero.

Katsuki looks at question number ten in confusion which he knows for a fact has his face pinched up in frustration. He takes a second to relax his shoulders, un-clench his jaw and breathe deeply to make himself take a second to allow his brain a moment of peace before he went back to the question. Just out of curiosity of how everyone else was taking the questions on the test he looked up from his paper and glanced around him to take in all the people's facial expressions for the so called test they were taking.

Almost every single face he had in his sights looked pained. So he wasn't the only one struggling it seemed, which gave him a slight comfort. Then a shiver of fear rung through him when he thought of his best friend that sat right next to him. He knew that Izuku was a bit of a genius and took all his notes on heroes but he had to be struggling with most of these questions. Almost all of the questions were targeted towards quirk usage and villains and what you would do and how you'd use your quirk in a situation. It set his best friend at a disadvantage being quirkless. It wasn't fair but he knew both he and Izuku knew that life wasn't fair, so Izuku would never complain about it.

When he looks at Izuku though, he's already got his test flipped over to the blank page at the back and he had a bored expression on his face. He looked genuinely bored and it threw Katsuki for a loop. Izuku had his chin propped up on his palm, elbow resting next to his test and eyes glossily spaced out with having nothing in particular to watch. Katsuki glanced up at the clock at the front of the giant classroom and saw that they had 38 minutes left to complete their tests and they weren't even expected to finish the entire thing. They were told that there were 100 questions on the test all ranging from true or false questions, multiple choice, short written answers and four partial essays they had to write and they were given two hours to complete as much as they could. The first fifteen questions were all giveaways and entirely too easy to get wrong unless you purposely missed them, but from then on each question just got harder than the previous ones.

How in the holy hell was Izuku not only done already and had the audacity to look bored. Did he really finish the test or did he realize that the questions were biased to people with quirk and give up? Giving up doesn't sound like his Izu since the boy never does anything half assed but he doesn't see how his best friend would be able to not only finish the test but be confident in his answers enough to be able to stop working on it with more than half an hour left of the test period. It didn't seem logical to Katsuki but he had all his belief in the boy next too him and trusted that Izuku knew what he was doing.

Katsuki had a test to finish though and couldn't spend any more time worrying about how his best friend was doing on this seemingly impossible test he's got in front of him. Another deep breath and he goes back to question number 79 that's asking him how he would go about using his quirk or otherwise to save a pedestrian dangling from broken off debris approximately thirty five feet off the ground with back up calling in to be fifteen minutes out. "Gonna be a colorful ass save if I could pull off in time what the fuck I'm about to write down." was the last thing the blonde had going through his head before he started to try to power through as many questions as he could before time was up.

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