All For Me, None For You *^A BNHA fanfiction^*

Chapter 3

Deku's P.O.V

Time passed, and eventually, it was my first day of U.A.

I was finishing packing my bags with my Mom, who was making sure I had packed everything.

"Izuku, have you got a tissue?" She asked.
"Yes Mom," I replied.
"And your hankercheif? What about yourhankercheif? Your hanky?" She questioned, getting more worried.
"I have it! I'm going to be late!" I told her, a bit more forcefully than I intended. "I have to go!"
"Izuku!" She called out as I reached for the door handle.
"What is it?" I asked, a bit impatiently as I opened the door.
My Mom looked down, the up again. Tears were dwelling in her eyes. "You're really cool."
I gasped slightly, surprised. Smiling, I told her: "I'm off!" And left, in a good mood for school.

I ran to school, entering the building, thinking about the acceptance rate.

Only 36 students passed... Of course, not including the reccommendations. They're split into 2 classes, 1-A and 1-B. I got into 1-A.

"Class 1-A... 1-A... This place is too big..!" I muttered. I then spotted it down the corridor. "There it is!"
I ran to the door (which was HUGE!), noticing a dual-haired boy. I never saw him during the entrance exams, so he must be from the reccommendations. Should I go talk to him?

The dual haired boy looked at me, and then... Looked away?

Did he think I was creepy? Oh crud!

I walked over to him. I've got to admit, he's very pretty. "H-Hi! M-My name is I-Izuku Midoriya! What's y-yours..?"
"I'm Shoto Todoroki." He replied.
"That's a n-nice name! D-Do you wanna b-be friends?" I asked him.
He thought about it for a bit. "Sure."
"Yay!" I cheered. Then I covered up my face in embarrassment, it was really childish.

Todoroki's (tOdoRonI) P.O.V

I stood outside of the classroom door, debating if I should go in. I heard someone muttering... Class 1-A?
"There it is!"
The boy started mumbling about something... Reccommendations? He must be talking about me. I looked at him. He looked... Kind of like a peice of broccoli, a really cute peice of broccoli. He visibly flinched when he realised I saw him. Not that I minded him looking at me, it was normal. It wasn't everyday you see a dual haired person. Or the son of the No.2 hero, either. I looked away... My face felt warm? What's this feeling? My heart's beating faster than normal. I shook it off when I heard his footsteps coming towards me.

"H-Hi! M-My name is I-Izuku Midoriya. What's y-yours..?" He asked me. Izuku Midoriya... A cute name for a cute broccoli boy.
"I'm Shoto Todoroki." I replied, seeming calm.
"That's a n-nice name! D-Do you wanna b-be friends?" Midoriya asked me, stuttering.
Was he messing with me? He seemed unsure... I should give it a chance, it's not every day you meet someone this cute.
"Sure." Is all I could say.
"Yay!" He cheered before covering his face, blushing. That's cute.
"Let's go inside, before it gets too crowded." I said, signalling for him to follow me.
"Ok!" He agreed, nodding his head.
I opened the door, only to be greeted by a shouting navy-blue haired robot.
"Don't put your feet on the desk!" He shouted at an ash-blonde haired boy.
"Huh?~" The ash-blonde haired boy taunted. He was a bully, I could tell.
"Don't you think that's rude to the U.A upperclassmen and the people who made the desk?" The robot explained to no avail.
"Nope. What junior high did you go to, you side character?" The bully jeered. He has a big ego, that's or sure. I looked at Midoriya, who looked dumbfounded, and somewhat scared.
"I attended Somei Private Academy. My name is Tenya Iida," Iida the robot stated, waving his hands around.
"Somei? So you're a damn elite, huh?" The bully asked, seeming salty. "Looks like I'll have fun crushing you!"
"Crushing? That's cruel. Do you truly aim to be a hero?" Iida asked the bully, standing back a little.
The bully 'tsk'ed, then looked over at us. So did the other students. Midoriya lightened up a little, but I couldn't tell if it was out of happiness, surprise, shock or fear.
"Oh, um...!" He mumbled, freaking out.
the robot started walking over to him. "Good morning! I am from Somei Private Academy. My name is--"
"I heard!" The broccoli boy told him. "I'm M-Midoriya. Nice to meet you, Iida."
"Hi." I said, but the robot wasn't intrested in me.
"Midoriya, you realised there was soemthing more to that practical exam, didn't you?" The robot asked him. Midoriya looked up at him, surprised. "I had no idea... I misjudged you! I hate to admit it, but you are better than me!"
"Sorry. I didn't actually realise anything," Midoriya muttered.

Suddenly, an annoying voice came from behind us. "Oh, you're that curly hair! You're the plain looking one!"
Midoriya twisted his body in surprise, whilst I just sighed.
"You passed, just like Present Mic said! Of course you did, your punch was amazing!"
He went red, clearly he's not used to being complimented. " W-Well, it was thanks to you going to speak to him, uhh...!"
"Huh? How did you know about that?" The annoying brunette quieried.
"Oh, uh, that's because..." The brocolli boy started.
The brunette continued asking him questions, the bully glaring at him. An old man in a sleeping bag came, and said, "Go somewhere else if you want to play at being friends,"
The cinnamon bun and annoying brunette gulped, and turned around. The catipillar man continued. "This is the hero course." He unzipped his sleeping bag. The robot, brocolli boy and annoying brunette looked shocked.
"Okay, it took 8 seconds before you were quiet." The catipillar grumbled, stepping out of his sleeping bag. "Time is limited. You kids are not rational enough,"
The students looked a bit surprised.
"I'm Shota Aizawa, your homeroom teacher."
Most of the students let out a gasp.
"It's kind of sudden, but put on this and go out onto the field," Our teacher ordered, pulling out the gym uniform.

Bakugou's P.O.V

"A quirk assessment test?!" A bunch of the losers gasped.
"But what about the entrance ceremony? The orientation?" A girl with pink cheeks asked.
"If you're going to be a hero, you don't have time for such leisurely events." Our teacher replied. "U.A's selling point is how unrestricted its school tradition are. That's also how the teachers run their classes"
His response was intese stares, anticipating his next words... What a bunch of losers.
"You kids have been doing these since junior high, too, right? Physical fitness tests where you weren't allowed to use your quirks." The teacher pulled out a phone. "The country still uses averages taken from results from students not using their quirks. Well, the Ministry of Education is procrastinating."

The old man looked at me. "Bakugou, you finished at the top of the practical exam, right?" I looked him in the eyes. "In Junior High, what was your best result for the softball throw?"
"67 meters." I replied, glaring.
"Then, try doing it with your quirk." He told me.
He led me to a circle, I stood in the middle of it.
"You can do whatever you want, as long as you stay in the circle," He informed me. "Hurry up. Give it all you've got,"
Good. I can go all out. "Well then..." I prepared myself, stretching. I'll add a blast to this pitch...

I threw the ball, and screamed at the top of my lungs, "DIE!"

I heard the damn nerd question me. "..Die..?"

"Know your maximum first." The teacher told us all. "That is the most rational way to form a foundation of a hero," He held up the phone, showing my score. 750.2 meters. Not bad. The class gasped when they saw my score.

"750 meters? Seriously?" The Pikachu looking one questioned.
"What's this? It looks fun!" An alien asked.
"We can use our quirks all we want! As expected of the hero course!" Freaky elbows cheered.
"'It looks fun!', huh?" Our strange teacher asked. "You have 3 years to become a hero. Will you have an attitude like that the whole time?" He grinned. "All right... Whoever comes out in last place in all 8 tests will be judged to have no potential and will be punished with expulsion."

"HUH?!"

End of chapter 3.

Well, cliffhanger! Next chapter it will get better... You'll find out next chapter!

Sayonara!