First Day of Class

Having passed his test along with Toru, both nonchalantly entered the class.

As some of the first ones, the classroom was rather quiet.

"Ah! It's you, Jiro!" Toru spotting someone she knows, she merrily hops over.

"Akira, this is Jiro. She's someone I worked with during the exam."

Jiro waving, Akira formally introduced himself, "Hi my name is Akira Shikibu, nice to meet you."

Jiro not being one to shy away responded in kind, "My names Jiro Kyoka. Nice to meet you."

And easily as they met, all three of them easily got along.

Jiro being nice, it was easy for her and Akira to get along. Toru being the mediator only helped.

Time slowly passing by, the classroom was filled before they knew it.

"Take your feet off the desks now!" A firm voice filling the room.

It was a guy in text book glasses yelling at a blonde looking delinquent. Their conversation was simple as it looked.

The honor student was reprimanding the student who was misbehaving. Luckily, however, when the door opened, the guy who introduced himself as Iida greeted a person named Izuku.

For Akira who's memories were slowly coming back to him, it felt like a drop of deja vu. Turning to look behind the girl who entered as well, he felt as if the plot was slowly coming back to him as a man entered the doorway.

A shaggy man wriggling in a sleeping bag, it was hard to imagine him as a hero.

The teacher Aizawa who just introduced himself only said one thing, "Alright, change. We're heading to the field."

Throwing each of the students a jump suit, he motioned the confused class to follow him to the changing rooms where he left them and moved outside.

The boys and girls separating into groups to change, Akira choose the third option, heading towards the restroom to change in a stall.

Leaving some of his classmates with a question hanging above their head, 'Why?'

---------------------------------------------------

"Alright, Akira, you were the number one during the entrance exam. What were the farthest you threw a softball in Junior High?"

Akira who now felt singled out says, "About 60 something meters, I think."

Feeling eyes on him now, he knew that he was the measuring stick that Aizawa was going to use to teach his lesson.

"Now do it with your quirk." Says Aizawa as he hands Akira a ball.

Sighing now, Kyo knew that it was about time he showed his quirk and he didn't like it.

Stepping up to the figurative plate, he took a deep breath.

His short black hair grew into a long dark shade of purple and his male stature slowly became lithe.

The guys and girls easily becoming wide eyed as he changed, everyone was surprised to say the least.

Some like Bakugo was watching him to see his limits, others like a certain grape shaped boy was just drooling.

Kyo had turned into Scathach and was a cool feminine beauty. Very voluptuous now, Akira channeled his inner Scathach and ignored the gazes.

His strength now burning with Scathach's, he drew back his arm and threw it. At first was the silence, then there was palpable boom as the ball seemingly surpassed the speed of sound.

As the ball left an audible silence, Aizawa spoke up as he raised a device that was steadily increasing with every passing second, "In order to properly asses each of your capabilities, we must measure the full extent of your capabilities."

The numbers on the device now surpassing a thousand, he continued, "And by full extent, I mean you are no longer going to be measured by the standards of a civilian, you are measured by the standards of a Hero."

Aizawa now nonchalantly lowering the device, he let Akira go free, "Alright, head back."

The class beginning to smile and talk about the test and how fun it was going to be was soon cut short by Aizawa's next words, "It looks fun... you say?"

Air in the field now felt tense enough to cut.

His eye now looking bleak, he gazed at each of the students individually, "So you were planning to spend three years here having good ol' times, huh? What happened to becoming heroes?"

His mouth now in a cynical smile, pursed his lips, "All right then, the student who is ranked last will be deemed 'hopeless' and expelled."

Everyone gasping, the class became quiet as his words settled in.

Bukugo, however, being the oddball hero that he is, pulled everyone back, "Who cares about that?!? Im gonna kick all your asses anyway!!"

The class no longer thinking of the 'fun' they were going to have, the glint in their eyes showed their defiance.

And the 'test' began.