11 The U.A. Entrance Exams Begin

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"Yo, y'all ready for this?" I ask as our group of five walk through the gate to the testing area. Where to you may ask? Well, to the U.A. highschool of course!

In this world, if you want to be a top ranking hero, you go to U.A. While they of course have insane requirements to be able to enter, those who do make it have a much higher chance to become a top hero.

"Yah!" Ochaco shouts while punching towards the air, "We got this!"

"You bet we do. Really, I'll be shocked if any of us fail." Obito adds while holding Ochaco's other hand.

Ojiro then sighs before replying, "Honestly, there is a very high chance that at least one of us fails, remember U.A. is the hardest high school to get in to for a reason."

"Yah Yah, whatever." Obito replies.

While we're talking, we see in front of us what looks to be a very nervous looking green haired kid swiftly walking past us. As he takes another step clearly lost in thought, he then trips and begins to fall face first towards the ground.

Itachi cracks an amused smile seeing this, but Ochaco on the other hand reaches out and touches his back causing him to stop falling and to start floating. "Are you alright?" She asks while looking at him.

The green hair kid notices what's going on, and panics for a second before calming down. "What the, why am I floating? Your quirk?" He asks curiously while still looking extremely nervous.

Ochaco nods and smile, "Yah, I'm sorry for using it without asking, but I'd be bad luck if you fell right? Aren't you nervous? I know that I am. I'm Uraraka Ochaco, nice to meet you!" She states while releasing the gravity allowing him to stand normally.

The green haired boy then sheepishly rubs the back of his head before replying, "Thanks, Uraraka-san. I'm Midoriya Izuku, nice to meet you."

Obito proceeds steps forward and smiles, "Yah man, that would have sucked. I'm glad your okay, I'm Uchiha Obito nice to meet you."

"Uchiha Itachi."

"I'm Mashirao Ojiro, nice to meet you."

"Um h-hi." The green haired boy. 'Wow, they all look pretty strong. Especially him.' The boy thinks while eyeing the man standing in the back of the group who hadn't introduced himself. 'I wonder what their quirks are?' Izuku thinks while quickly brushing himself.

Izuku suddenly feels a strange fire in his chest as he notices the man he had eyed a moment before. He then takes a moment to closer analyse him.

The boy in question was a fair-skinned man with waist long spiky, black hair that had a slight blue tint to it with a bang in front of his right eye. He stood at around 5ft 8inch and was the tallest of the group.

Unlike the the other males in his group who wore relatively conservative cloths to possibly conceal any physical mutations or their physic, this man did not.

He wore a sleeveless black tank top with a red swirling design on it. He also wore black pants that were modeled after the attire worn by the ancient shinobi. He had black combat boots and his forearms were wrapped in red bandages.

His outfit clearly showed his muscular and intimidating frame. On his back was a large 6 foot pole made out of some sort of black steel.

'He's strong. Just like Bakugou.' Izuku thought with a look of fire in his eyes.

The others than wave and say their goodbyes as they walk past Izuku. Izuku's eyes then trail after Ochaco, but then, seeing Obito grab her hand he sighs. He then turns his attention back to me.

Seeing him staring at me with that competitive look I smile, "Well, nice to meet you Izuku. With luck we may meet again." I then stop for for a moment than finish saying, "Though, our meeting will only happen if you have the strength. After all. I will not fail."

He immediately looks down and begins to act meek and nervous again annoying me causing me to look at him in ridicule.

With that I begin to walk past him, but then I feel a shaking and weak grip on my shoulder. "Your name."

"Excuse me?" I reply.

Izuku with his head looking toward the ground continues weakly, "I would like to know your name."

I turn my head and face him and looking him up and down. His body is trembling in fear. "Seeing as how your already shaking in fear and nervousness, I doubt we'll meet again. I have no interest in giving my name to weaklings. If you truly wish to know it. Then I'll see you in class."

I then pull away from the meek boy and then catch up with my group. One minute the kids interesting, then the other he's completely pathetic. Annoying.

Those are my only thoughts on the one named Izuku. If he's strong then I look forward to seeing more of him, if not, then I don't care either way.

"Yo Madara." I hear Itachi ask. I look up from my thoughts and reply, "Yah whats up?"

"Obito, Ochaco, Ojiro, and I are all in A block. Your in the B block." He replies in his usual matter of fact tone.

"Dam it!" I groan, "How annoying. Wait, how do you know that?"

Itachi simply rolls his eyes, "President Mic literally just announced it. You weren't paying attention."

"Frick you." I reply snarkily.

"Whatever."

President Mic, a man with bright yellow hair shouts, "Everyone please get to your sections and prepare to begin!"