"You really think they'd let someone like you two in, when they could have me?" Katsuki clenched his fists. I saw the slightest shift in his distribution of weight on his feet. He was going to lunge at me. "Ah! Wait!" Midoriya panicked on the floor behind me and began to scoot away. "You've got it all wrong! Really! We're not trying to compete against you! You've gotta believe me!" Katsuki made his move. My body moved fluidly, intercepting his swing, grabbing him by his forearm, directing his palm where his explosive power came from away from us and stepped into him. Before he realized what had happened, I hurled him over my shoulder, keeping a firm grip on his forearm and brought my foot down to step on his other arm keeping both of his palms directed away from Midoriya and I. "What good did having a flashy quirk do you in that situation?" I asked him calmly as the rest of the class stared in shock and awe with their mouths agape.

The monotony of routine, as familiar and predictable as the ebb and flow of the sea. An expanse of blue, wide and endless and vast. Red eyes do not turn purple within the blue. Reader is gender neutral throughout the story. Cover art by lawv-no on tumblr!