I came back from the exam, I passed with a pretty average score. My physical exam was definitely on the lower side of points but I scored a fairly high score on the written one, so I barely passed.
So tomorrow's the first day of UA, the most prestigious and well-known school in the country. I've finally made it, years of hard work hasn't been for nothing.
But I haven't forgotten my big problem, the stupid quirk I have that now controls my life.
"Host has been referring to me as a quirk, but I am not a manifestation of someone's quirk."
?
It's not a quirk? Wait, there's no way I can believe it like that, but there's no reason for it to lie...
So what is it?
"I am a system, an extremely intelligent AI which purpose is to find targets to turn into traps."
A system? You mean like those novels I've read... then this is even stupider, since in those novels the system never goes away. Is it going to be the same for me?
And how does it keep reading my mind? I'm not even saying these questions out loud!
"Ding! Host has gone through two events, now completing the tutorial.
The host will gain skills through events. When you gain multiple skills in the same event, the skills will combine and create a single skill, which is much more powerful.
Charm is your appearance, gaining charm means your body will experience changes such as your hips getting wider or your ass getting thicker, or your face completely changing. Others will not notice this.
Skills can be leveled up, meaning their effectiveness is increased.
You can also gain skills through sex or battles and quests. Good luck!"
...
This, this is absurd.
After that rundown of the system, I've basically gotten a grasp on what to do. I'm fucked, absolutely. There's no way to avoid these events since I was unlucky enough to get the prey skill.
And now that my sensitivity is at level 40, I can't do anything against rapists.
I'll have to leave home because I need to attend UA, so the only way I can survive this is to...
Deal with it!
I'll just ignore it, and the first second I see the event message I'll start sprinting at my fastest speed. I don't believe anyone can catch up to me without a speed quirk.
A fullproof plan!
***
Fast forward one day, and we have Akira standing Infront of UA while fiddling his thumbs.
Despite his behaviour, Akira is a fairly nervous kid. Finally getting into UA, he can't help but shiver at the thought of going to the best academy in the country.
The events that occurred these few days had been completely ignored, Akira walked in with a face full of smiles when-
"Please keep your legs down! This is a proper school. You must abide by the rules."
"Shut up, I'll keep my legs where I want! Damn four eyes..."
Two students argued while others talked with the people close to them, while some were sleeping.
I recognize a few of them, the spiky haired blonde kid was the guy who kept shouting "die" in the exams, Bakugou. I heard he got a good score on the exam?
And the other two I recognize is Almight's son, dumpster boy and the brown haired chick.
This class is different from what I thought it'd be. A proper, nice and attentive academy for only those of talent...
"It is improper to behave like this in class! Please keep your legs down!"
Proper etiquette...
"SHUT UP, DAMN EXTRA!"
Top of the world...
Heroes...
Suddenly, for reasons unknown, Akira's nervousness had been replaced by a feeling of disgust.
I sat down in a desk while I continued sighing as I watched the circus show. I looked at the people near me, one was a purple grape while the other was a girl who's boobs were out in the open.
Was I surrounded by two perverts?
A man who wore a sleeping bag, looking suspiciously like a caterpillar, started walking into the class.
Unzipping himself, I quickly recognize him as Eraser head, one of the few heroes I actually admire.
"I will be your teacher from now on, my name is Aizawa. First things first, stop talking and goofing around." His eyes turned red as he shot each of us a glare, before shaking his head.
"This is a school for heroes and all of you are students here. Do not talk, play or act stupid inside of my class." Aizawa spoke, the air turning tense as he continued to glare at each of us.
"Come meet me in the field, and wear your sports uniform.